Page 80 of Alpha Gray

Fallon

I wait until we’re almost to the door of the barracks before I mention my forgotten shirt. It allows me to put enough distance between the arena and my friends that they won’t hang back and wait for me. It’s a flimsy excuse, but I’m not exactly thinking clearly right now. Spending hours pinned beneath Gray’s hard body has my pussy burning with a desire that only he can satiate.

“Shoot…” I say, skidding to a stop. “I left my t-shirt in the arena.”

I’m many things, but I’m not an actress. Shay side-eyes me curiously.

“I’ll go back with you,” Boyd offers.Does his tone seem a tad suspect, or am I just nervous and reading into things?

I shake my head, sighing and feigning annoyance. “No, it’s alright, you guys go ahead. I’ll be right behind you.”

Before anyone can argue, I turn on a heel, jogging back across the field toward the indoor arena. I want to break out into a sprint, get to Gray as quickly as possible, but I play it cool just in case anyone’s watching.

I pull the heavy metal door of the indoor arena open, ducking inside. I glance around as it swings closed behind me, and right as the latch clicks my eyes connect with Gray’s across the arena. He’s sitting on the bottom step of the bleachers, slumped forward with his elbows resting on his knees.

Slowly, he rises to stand, and my mouth practically waters as my eyes feast over his incredible body, the muscles of his arms and chest rippling beneath his gorgeously tanned skin.

“Get over here, beautiful,” he growls, smirking as he beckons me by crooking a finger.

I sidestep next to the door, folding my arms over my chest and reclining back against the wall. I prop one leg up on the wall behind me, trying to come off cool, aloof. “Why don’t you come over here?” I arch a brow.

I know it’s silly, but this little cat and mouse game we play really gets me going. I don’t want to be the eager one, I want the big bad alpha to acquiesce to my demands, keep the upper hand and make him show me he wants me.

Without missing a beat, Gray starts stalking across the arena in my direction. His predatory stare makes my belly flutter, heat pooling between my legs.

He’s on me in a moment, slapping a palm up on the wall and crowding me in. “Still so defiant,” he mutters, jutting his other hand forward to roughly grab my pussy through my shorts. “Even after you’ve already given yourself over to me.”

I run my hands up his six-pack abs and over the planes of his chest, up to the scratchy stubble of his jaw. I stare into his dark eyes, his gaze intense, smoldering.

“I don’t belong to anyone,” I quip, craning my hips forward, pressing myself into his hand.

I see a flicker of gold swirl in his eyes, then his lips come crashing down onto mine. He lets out a little grunt as I nip his bottom lip, then tilt my head to devour his mouth. His tongue finds mine, tangling with it while I snake my hands around his neck. As he kisses me, he starts rubbing my pussy through the fabric of my shorts and I melt into his hand, craving more contact with his adept fingers.

I’m breathless when Gray pulls away from the kiss, needy when he withdraws his hand from between my legs. A little whine escapes my lips, protesting the cessation of his touch, and I’m completely unprepared when he suddenly grabs for the waistband of my shorts on each hip, yanking them down with my panties in one fluid motion. Gray dives to his knees, leaning forward and licking his tongue into my slit.

Holy hell.

My knees buckle underneath me- I throw my head back with a breathy moan, slamming my hands against the wall to hold myself up. My reaction only seems to egg him on, because Gray grunts and throws one of my legs over his shoulder, attaching his mouth to my molten hot pussy. My hands fly to his head, tangling in his hair as he kisses and sucks my most sensitive place, sending all of my sensory receptors into overdrive.

He starts focusing in on my clit, giving it a soft little nip as he screws one of his fingers inside of me, pumping it in and out. My vision tunnels and I press my eyes closed tightly, panting and moaning as he continues to pleasure me with his skillful mouth and hands.

“Gray… please…” I whine, grinding my pussy against his face, tugging at his hair. I’m so fucking close to the edge.

“Go on, baby,” he says, his gravelly voice rumbling against my sensitive flesh as he continues fucking me with his finger. “Come for me.” He flicks my clit with his tongue.

A scream tears from my throat as my orgasm rips through me, my body shaking and writhing with surges of white-hot pleasure.

Gray

My girl’s so fucking sexy when she comes. Once she crests, I pull back to watch her, still working her pussy with a digit while she trembles and moans. As her orgasm subsides, I rise to stand in front of her, giving her a chance to catch her breath as I tug my shorts down and kick them away. I fist my rock-hard cock with one hand, bringing the other to the nape of her neck, tilting her head up to look at me.

Her eyes flutter open andfuck, she’s so beautiful in the afterglow of her release that I can hardly take it. My dick is painfully hard- I have to have her, have to be inside of her. I reach down to grab her by her thighs, lifting them to part around my waist and pressing her back against the wall for leverage. She wraps her arms around my neck, holding tight to me as I rock up and down, rubbing the head of my cock along her slick entrance. I want to tease her, make it last, but I can’t wait another second- I thrust my hips forward, plunging my entire length into her wet heat.

Another scream tears from Fallon’s mouth and I cover it with my own, kissing her hard as I pump my cock in and out of her tight little pussy. She wraps her legs tightly around me, hooking her ankles as I fuck her fast and rough up against the wall. Her tongue twines with mine, her fingernails score the skin of my back.

I drag my mouth from hers, kissing my way down her neck to the soft spot where it meets her shoulder. Her mouth is right against my ear and her breathy little moans of pleasure are driving me absolutely out of my mind. Suddenly, I feel a strange prickling sensation in my mouth… my canines are descending, like my wolf wants to mark her.

Fuck. This has never happened before, and I’m completely caught off guard. I try not to panic- instead, I slow my thrusts, grab Fallon by the hips, and pull out. She looks a little dazed as she drops her legs from my waist, finding her footing.

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