Page 143 of Cursed Bonds: An Alpha's Destiny

I lowered my head to her breast and sucked her nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. Kirsten moaned, and my cock went rock-hard.

As I feasted on her breasts, she leaned to the side, fumbling with my belt and zipper. I raised my hips to help her, and in seconds, she had my jeans down to my knees and my dick in her hand. Cool fingers slipped around my shaft, stroking me slowly. I groaned in pleasure at the way she glided her hand up and down.

She knelt on the bed beside me, her hand never ceasing its stroking, and then her tongue was on me, swirling around the head of my cock. My head fell back against the pillow as she took me into her mouth, her lips wrapping around me. The slickness of her tongue sliding along my shaft sent ripples of lust through my entire body. I wanted this. Needed this. Ever since the moment I got her back, I’d wanted nothing but this. To be alone with her, holding her, and having her. The connection, the desire, and emotion. Her body on mine, the feel of me inside her? There was nothing better.

Kirsten grasped the base of my dick and slowly bobbed her head up and down on me, stroking with her hand as she did, eliciting more moans and gasps from me as she worked my cock. She sucked harder at the head, her hand pumping me faster. I nearly went cross-eyed at the sensation.

Wanting—needing—to touch her, feel her, I reached over and pulled her yoga pants down. To my delight, she wasn’t wearing any panties. A moment later, I slipped a finger into her soaking wet pussy. God, she was so velvety smooth. She moaned around my cock, and the vibration nearly sent me over the edge. I rubbed my thumb over her clit, and she raised her head.

“Take your clothes off. Now.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I whispered.

A few seconds later, we were both fully naked and writhing against each other, her breasts sliding across my chest as we kissed yet again. She ground her hips against me, the slickness between her legs dragging across my cock. Reaching down between us, she curled her fingers around my shaft and stroked it a few times before angling the head toward her entrance.

I pulled away. “Not yet.”

She pouted. “I want you inside me, Jace. Please.”

“Soon,” I hissed as I rolled her onto her back.

Kirsten giggled, but her laughter was quickly replaced by a sharp intake of breath as I buried my face between her legs, tongue sliding deep into her, my upper lip grinding on her clit as I fucked her with my tongue. Her fingers twisted in my hair as she pulled me even closer against her. It was hard to breathe, but I thought it would be a glorious way to die.

I thrust a finger into her as I sucked and licked her clit. Her back bowed off the bed, her moans turning into little gasping pants as I moved faster, stroking her G-spot.

“Jace, I’m gonna come,” she said, her hips quivering beneath me.

Wanting her to do just that, I added a second finger, stretching her wider. Her fingers dug into my scalp, and then she whimpered as she came. Before her first orgasm had even finished, I rose, grabbed her hips, and flipped her over. Positioning the head of my cock at her entrance, I slid my full length into her. She was wet, warm, and amazing, and I plunged all the way to my balls.

Kirsten clutched at the bedsheets, grasping handfuls of the fabric as I thrust in and out of her. God, she felt so good.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I whispered, grabbing her ass and digging my fingers in, tugging her back toward me with each thrust.

She moaned into the bed. “I’m gonna come again, Jace.”

“That’s what I want,” I murmured. “Be a good girl and come for me.”

My words sent her over the edge. Kirsten pressed her face into the sheets and let out an inarticulate scream of delight. I didn’t stop; if anything, I fucked her even harder. All I could think of was giving her wave after wave of ecstasy. I wanted her to be a quivering puddle, spent and loved.

I pulled free and turned her over, wanting to see her face. She looked up at me, face red and glistening, hair disheveled. No one had ever looked more beautiful. With a thrust of my hips, I entered her again, and her mouth dropped open. Again and again, I slammed into her. Her chest was flushed, and a vein throbbed in her neck as yet another orgasm shook her to her core.

Urged on by her pleasure, I moved even faster, my own climax building. Kirsten gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin like claws. Despite the overwhelmed look on her face, she wanted more, lifting her hips with each thrust to meet mine.

“God, that feels so good,” she hissed through clenched teeth. “I want to feel you come inside me.”

That was all it took. With a grunt that almost turned into a scream, the explosion of ecstasy crashed into me like a wall of water, causing my hips to shudder. I emptied myself into her, letting the shiver of delight surge up my hips and back and across my chest until I had nothing more to give. Breathing heavily, I collapsed onto her.

Kirsten trailed the tips of her fingers across my back. “That was amazing,” she whispered in my ear.

“That’s putting it mildly.”

After a few minutes, I rolled off her and went to retrieve a towel from the bathroom. Once we’d cleaned up, I cuddled up next to her.

I told her about the alpha meeting and Stephanie’s surprise appearance.

“Are you serious?” she asked, giving me a look of pure incredulity.

“She offered to spy for us and pass along information. We’ll see how that goes. Waylan will be her contact. Maybe we’ll get lucky and she’ll give us some intel that will make it easier to take Eren down.”

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