Page 50 of Cursed Bonds: An Alpha's Destiny

“I’ll be going now,” I choked out, barely able to speak. I was so aroused that even walking caused a pleasant friction between my thighs. It was all I could do not to moan as I hurried to my car.

“I’ll see you later, Kirsten,” Jace called. “Call if you need anything.”

“Will do. Thanks,” I blurted as I climbed into my car.

Backing out, I glanced through the window and saw Jace standing on the porch, arms crossed, watching me go. Was I imagining it, or was the bulge in his pants much bigger than it had been when I’d arrived? No, that was my brain making up more dirty thoughts. I accidentally slammed the gas in my rush, sending gravel flying as I sped down the driveway.

Beads of sweat dotted my face as thought after thought, scene after scene, played through my head on the way home. My clit throbbed like mad, and it was all I could do not to reach between my legs and relieve the need there. The last thing I wanted was to wreck my car while masturbating. How ignoble a sight that would be. Poor EMTs dragging my lifeless body out with my hand still jammed down my pants. Ugh.

As I screeched to a stop in front of my cabin, I nearly forgot to turn the car off in my haste to get inside. Fed by the magic within me—or at least that’s what I hoped—a hundred fantasies played out in my mind. Panting with need and desire, I closed and locked the cabin door with shaking fingers and hurried to my bedroom to drag out my small overnight bag.

Thank God I’d had the forethought to pack my vibrator, even though I had been a tad embarrassed about that.

Dragging my pants and panties off, I lay back on the bed, spread my legs, and clicked on the vibrator. Finally, blessedly, I allowed the visions to play out unencumbered.

Jace grabbed me and gazed into my eyes.

“How do you want it?” he murmured. “Soft and sweet? Or hard and fast?”

“You know what I want,” I breathed, my body aching hot, ready for him.

Jace grinned slyly, groaning as he spun me around. A moment later, his strong, powerful fingers slid under the waistband of my jeans and yanked them down to my ankles. I sucked in a gasp as those same fingers grabbed my ass and spread my cheeks, cool air touching my soaking wet cleft.

“Bend over,” Jace commanded.

I did as he asked, resting my hands on the wall, presenting my pussy to him. It took every ounce of willpower not to beg him to fuck me. I trembled in anticipation, and when his hot, wet tongue slithered into me, my knees nearly gave out.

“Holy fuck,” I groaned.

I slid the vibrator lower, letting the head nudge at my opening as the shaft vibrated on my clit. My eyes rolled back, and I bit my lip.

The feeling of his Jace’s tongue within me, his bottom lip brushing my clit, had me quivering. With my free hand, I dragged my top up, exposing my breasts. He reached around, taking one nipple between his fingers, tugging and twisting gently at the small nub of flesh while exploring my pussy with his mouth.

Wrapping his lips around my clit, he sucked gently and my knees gave out. I slid to the ground, groaning in pleasure. Jace followed me, never releasing his mouth. Grabbing my hips with his hands, he sucked harder, flicking his tongue back and forth across it as he did.

I pressed back into him, wanting—needing—more. He slid two fingers deep into my pussy, thrusting in and out of me, pressing against my G-spot.

“Yes,” I hissed, thrusting my hips in time with his fingers.

I arched my back as the dildo filled me. My free hand rubbed at my clit as I fucked myself with the dildo, the vibrations seeming to echo through my entire body. Still, I wanted more, and I indulged in my deepest fantasies.

While he fucked me with his fingers, he slid his tongue along my clit. My first orgasm built like I was slowly being lifted into the sky, rising high on an escalator of pleasure. I wanted to crest the wave and topple over, but not yet.

With trembling lips, I looked down at his face between my legs. “Fuck me, Jace. I want you inside me. I want your cock. Please. Fuck me hard.”

He chuckled but obeyed. I rubbed my clit as I listened to the rustle of his pants being pulled off. A moment later, he gripped my hips and pulled me backward. The moment the warm head of his cock parted the folds between my legs, I let out an inarticulate moan. He was so fucking big. Inch after inch of him slid in, parting my body like the Red Sea. Then the soft, velvety caress of his balls pressed into my clit, and I felt so gloriously full.

“You said you wanted it hard?”

“Uh-huh,” I grunted, pressing my hips back against him.

Jace reached forward, threading his fingers in my hair as he tugged my head back. He pulled a bit harder, eliciting a gasp from me, and slammed into me.

“Oh my god!” I screamed. “More. Harder,” I hissed through gritted teeth.

Doing as I asked, Jace pulled out and slammed back in, over and over again. Skin slapped against skin, and I moaned long and low. I lost all coherent thought as his beautiful, thick cock drove me toward the edge. Letting go of all inhibition, I let him take me. Let him fuck me as I’d never let any man before, and it was magnificent.

Sweat beaded on my forehead as I thrust the dildo in and out of my pussy. My arms burned with the effort, but I couldn’t stop. I needed this in a way I never had before. An animalistic desire overcame me. If Jace had walked in the door at that moment, I would have let him take me just like he was doing in my mind.

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