Page 112 of Alpha Gray

In hindsight, I now feel a little silly for being so nervous about meeting them. The stakes were a lot higher for Gray, as Alpha, and he had every confidence in his pack. I should’ve had more confidence in him. He’s proven time and time again that he’ll stand by me, no matter what. I still don’t know how I got so lucky.

We head out to the backyard, and watching Gray interact with his pack all evening only makes me adore him more, if that’s even possible. I can tell how much they all love and respect him as their leader and he’s so charismatic, so damn charming. Just watching him is like foreplay. He doesn’t make me feel like I’m just the girl on his arm, either- he seems so proud to have me by his side, like I’m his equal, his partner in every way. I can’t ever remember being this happy.

The last of the pack members head out around dusk, and Gray and I help Deke clean up the mess while Holly takes Mason upstairs for a bath. I’ve just tossed away the last of the paper plates when Gray lunges at me, scooping me up and throwing me over his shoulder in a fireman carry.

“Gray!” I scream, kicking my legs and squirming against his hold. He delivers a firm swat to my ass, sending me into fits of giggles.

He doesn’t say a word- just carries me up the stairs, through the hallway and to his bedroom. I flail the whole way, but I’m not putting up too much of a fight- we both know I’m putty in his hands.

Instead of his usual move of throwing me down on the bed, Gray stops after he kicks the door closed, slowly guiding me down to my feet, my body dragging against his on my way down. I find my footing, smoothing the front of my dress and peering up at Gray. His gaze is dark, predatory.

“Take off your panties,” he growls, leaning back against the door, watching me intently.

His command sends a flood of heat straight to my core. I keep my eyes trained on Gray as I slowly reach to glide my hands under my dress and up my thighs, hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my panties at either hip and sliding them down my legs. When they hit the floor, I step out of them, toeing my shoes off in the process.

I stare at Gray, drawing heavy breaths, waiting for his next instruction. Just the anticipation of what’s to come has my pussy throbbing with need.

His nostrils flare, like he’s scented how turned on I am right now. He grabs me by the waist, spinning me around and pinning me between the door and his body.

“You were so fucking great today, baby,” he murmurs against my neck, tangling one of his hands in my hair. He trails the other down to my chest, groping each of my breasts before his hand continues cruising down my belly, up under the hem of my dress.

The sensations of his breath on my neck and his fingertips trailing up my thigh have me ready to explode. I shudder when his fingers finally make contact with my sensitive pussy, gently rubbing along my slit, teasing me.

“I’ve been dying to get under this dress all day.”

He plunges one of his thick digits inside of me, a breathy moan escaping my lips as my knees wobble and my body goes slack against the door. Gray starts fucking me with his finger, trailing little nips and kisses down the side of my neck, licking at the spot where he marked me last night.

“Gray…” I moan as his thumb finds my clit, throwing my head back against the door. “Fuuuckkkk…” my voice dissolves into a whine as my body ignites with pleasure delivered by Gray’s adept fingers.

“Not yet, baby,” he growls, withdrawing his hand. I nearly fall over from the loss of his contact, but he pulls his pants down with lightning speed, his hands returning to my body. “Spread those thighs for me.”

I do, and he grabs my ass with both hands, lifting me up to position me over his rock-hard cock. He covers my mouth with his, swallowing my scream as his dick glides into my pussy. His tongue twines with mine, his palms grip my ass cheeks, and he’s only two pumps in when I crash over the edge of my orgasm, shaking and moaning into his mouth as he starts drilling me with his cock, slamming my back against the door.

I’m fucking delirious by the time I ride out my orgasm, nipping Gray’s bottom lip and going limp in his arms. He pulls back, pulls out, and smiles down at me, carrying me over to the bed.

He lowers me onto the bed gently, my hair pooling around my head on the sheets as he slowly stands, stroking his hands down the curve of my waist. I lean up on my elbows, watching him as he leans over to plant a trail of kisses down my chest, fisting his cock.

I don’t know what’s come over me, but in this moment, I feel so sexy, so desired. So naughty.

“How do you want me, baby?” I ask, my voice husky.

He whips his head up to stare into my eyes, his alight with the golden shimmer of his wolf.

I smile coyly, rolling onto my belly and rising up on my knees and elbows, my dress bunched around my waist as I wiggle my ass at him. I peek at him over my shoulder with a devilish smirk. “Like this?”

“Fuck, baby,” Gray chokes, the expression on his face almost pained. He reaches out to knead my ass with his hands, positioning himself behind me. Then he grabs his dick again and starts rubbing the velvety head up and down my slit, teasing my clit a little bit as I press myself backwards onto him needily. He lines cock up with my entrance and grabs my hips, thrusting himself inside me to the hilt, taking my breath away. I gasp and moan as he starts hammering me from behind, digging his fingertips into my hips.

I rock back to meet Gray’s thrusts as he fucks me, hard, rough, relentless. His breathing grows ragged and I can tell he’s getting close. I’m right on the edge, too, and when he leans his body forward over mine, reaching between my legs and brushing my clit with his fingertips, I crash over it into another delicious, blissful orgasm. My belly flutters against his hold on my waist and Gray grunts, yanking his dick out of me right before he comes, pumping it with his fist and spilling his seed onto the sheets, roaring in his release.

My body goes limp and I collapse onto the bed, drawing heavy breaths as Gray crawls up beside me. I’m glad he was thoughtful enough to pull out since we’re still in close proximity to the full moon- I’d love pups with him one day, but I’m nowhere near ready for that yet. He presses kisses along my spine and on the backs of my shoulders before he slips an arm around my waist, pulling me sideways so my back is to his chest.

Our bodies fit together so perfectly in this spooning position, like they were made for one another.

According to fate, I guess they were.

CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

Fallon

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