“I can speed us to my room, though,” he suggested.
She smiled broadly, finding his suggestion both hot and sexy.
With lightning speed, Xander whooshed them downstairs and stopped before his closed door.
Her back was against the wall, and she was moaning in the hallway while he kissed her, his hands traveling up her thigh. His finger settled on her underpants, and an abrupt chuckle escaped her.
He pushed the door open, and they rushed inside, undressing themselves as he slammed the door shut with the back of his leg.
She took off her shirt and unhooked her bra. Xander stood before her, his pants down, appreciating her breasts before rushing to take them into his mouth. She moaned, reveling in the sensation of his tongue on her nipples.
He pulled her waist to his groin, her eyes widening as she felt his arousal. Xander slipped his hand underneath her skirt and shifted her panties aside. Seconds later, his finger glided into her entrance while he continued to suck on her nipples.
She pulled away from him after a short while and seductively lay on the bed, beckoning him to come to her while she took her panties off.
Xander smirked and climbed on top of her, then she directed his head between her legs. Eagerly, he went down on her, and she immediately started to moan. He used his tongue expertly, working magic on her folds.
Her eyes rolled back into their sockets from the immense pleasure he was giving her. She ruffled his hair, pressing his head deeper between her thighs. It was almost like she couldn't get enough.
Neither could he.
Rayla grabbed the sheets beneath her, squeezing tightly as her body arched for him. Her moans were sweet music to his ears, and she was delicious to taste. She writhed, twisted, and trembled.
When he was done with his mouth and tongue, he raised his head and wiped her juice from his lips. Slowly, he climbed on top of her and positioned his hard and erect cock at her entrance.
Xander teased her with the tip, rolling it up and down her throbbing mound, enjoying the effect it was having on her. While she was busy swooning in ecstasy, he plunged deep into her, and she let out a moan that spoke of hunger and need. In that moment, he realized how much he had missed her.
With both legs dangling in the air, Rayla accepted his thrusts, her pussy enveloping him completely. She was wet and slippery, and he kept going, over and over, unwilling to stop.
She didn't want him to.
Rayla rolled him over and sat on his cock, grinding on it at a fast pace. It was like she couldn't get enough of him.
Xander could feel his release threatening to burst, but she wasn't stopping. She kept riding him, overwhelming him with sensations he had almost forgotten.
He reached out and grabbed her bouncing breasts, delicately pinching her nipples. She threw her head back while still grinding, basking in the feeling of his fingers teasing her nipples. With a loud moan, her movements became faster.
Xander knew then that she was about to cum, and suddenly he felt a warm liquid expel from her entrance as her moans grew louder. The sensation was too much to bear, and he thrust into her deeply as she squirted all over his hips. He shut his eyes, trying to hold back, but he lost and released a thick, masculine groan.
The mix of his release and hers sent shivers down his spine, and with the way she was vibrating, he knew she felt the same charge.
With an exhausted sigh, Rayla collapsed on his chest, both of them sweating and panting.
He had missed this with her deeply, and he was certain she had too. He was supposed to be the beast, but tonight, she had been the beast—the hungry predator that devoured him whole.
Xander wasn't going to let her go this time. She had reminded him of something he had forgotten and awakened a part of him that had been asleep for too long. He was still deeply in love with her and was willing to fight for her.
Rayla stirred slightly, her lips brushing against his chest as she breathed deeply, her body slowly coming down from the high. Xander felt a surge of protectiveness, a desire to keep her safe and cherished, a resolve to make up for the lost years.
He kissed her forehead tenderly, his fingers tracing idle patterns on her back. "You’re incredible," he whispered, his voice filled with awe and affection.
Rayla smiled against his skin, her fingers lightly grazing his sides. "And you, my Alpha, are exactly what I needed," she murmured back, her voice husky with the remnants of their passion.
Their connection felt deeper, more profound, as they lay entwined in the aftermath of their lovemaking. Xander couldn't help but reflect on how far they had come, the obstacles they had overcome, and the love that had endured despite everything.
Rayla shifted, propping herself up on one elbow to look at him. "Xander, we still have a lot to work through," she said softly, her eyes searching his.
He nodded, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear. "I know. But I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. We’ll face it all together."