Page 82 of Alpha's Forbidden Fate

I can smell him.

I don’t stop sucking.

His head is thrown back as his fingers rub furious circles on my clit.

I feel as he begins to speak in gibberish as I pool blood from him.

Then he comes.

I can feel him pulse inside me as he collapses on top of me.

Then he lifts his bleeding hand from my mouth.

I am about to protest when his hand slides between us, and he backhand slaps my clit thrice in quick succession, causing my orgasm.

I feel like I am free-falling.

This is why he was letting me feed. It was a distraction for me.

His face is burrowed in my neck as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through me.

And then he is grazing his teeth over my neck.

“That was fucking amazing,” he growls.

“That was wild,” I manage to finally say.

He pulls out of me before collapsing to his side. Then he pulls me into his arms, pushes my hair back, and cups my cheek.

I expect him to pull away when he sees my lips and teeth coated in blood, but instead, he brushes his lips with mine.

“I think I have another condom in my bag if you want to do that again.”

“Fuck yes! But can I ask you a question, Liam?”

“What is it?” he replies as he grabs the foil pack.

“Why do you let me feed on you?” I ask, my voice barely a whisper.

He looks down at me, his eyes dark with desire. “Because I like the way you look when you feed,” he replies, his tone husky with arousal. “You look so feral, so... alive.”

I furrow my brow, trying to make sense of his words. “But why?” I press, needing to understand. ‘Doesn’t it hurt?”

He leans in closer, his breath hot against my ear. “Because it gives me a rush, Selene,” he confesses, his voice low and urgent. “It’s like adrenaline, like the moment right before I transform into a wolf. I feel powerful, unstoppable.”

His words send a shiver down my spine, a mixture of fear and fascination coursing through me. “But isn’t it dangerous?” I ask, my voice trembling with uncertainty. “I could hurt you.”

I know I could never hurt him.

I hope he knows that too.

He smiles, his lips brushing against my neck. “Maybe,” he murmurs, his hands trailing down my body, igniting sparks of pleasure in their wake. “But it’s worth the risk.”

And with that, he claims my lips in a searing kiss. “Now, can I fuck you, vampire?”

“Only if you let me feed on you, wolf.”

Then he rolls on top of me and sinks back inside me once again.

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