Page 95 of Alpha Jax

Quinn lets out a shaky breath once I’m buried to the hilt inside of her tight channel, pressing her palms to my chest for leverage as she starts grinding her hips over me. Once again,bliss. Whether my cock is in her hand, her mouth, or her pussy, it’s fucking heaven. I let Quinn do her thing for a minute or two while I remove and toss away her bra, lovingly fondling her full, round tits. Her blush pink nipples immediately harden into firm little peaks, and I roll and pinch them between my fingers, drawing a quiet gasp from her lips.

I start thrusting up into Quinn, gripping her hip with one hand, palming her breast with the other. I love when she’s on top, on full display for me- and fuck, she looks gorgeous riding my dick. It’s proving difficult to stay quiet, though, and I’m missing those little whimpers and moans that I usually coax from Quinn’s pouty lips. It’s killing me to hold back when all I want is to make my girl scream.

Fuck it.I slide an arm around Quinn’s waist, and in one fluid movement I flip us over. Surprise flits across her face as she suddenly finds herself underneath me, an expression that is quickly replaced by pure pleasure as I start rocking inside of her again. I don’t know if it’s the newly formed mate bond or just how fucking sexy she looks right now, but I’m suddenly overwhelmed with the need to own her, claim her. Make her mine all over again. I grab for one of her legs, lifting it to pin it between our bodies as I sink deeper into her, thrusting harder, faster.

Quinn’s eyes are clouded with lust as they roll back, a moan escaping her lips. I bring a hand up to cover her mouth, smothering her cries of pleasure as I continue hammering into her pussy with wild abandon. The friction between our bodies is working her hard little clit, and even though my hand is muffling her screams, in her eyes I see her start to come undone.

Her body tenses, then begins to tremble uncontrollably as her orgasm rips through her like a tidal wave. The walls of her pussy grip my dick like a goddamn vise and my balls tense up, the base of my spine tingling. I pull out without a second to spare, painting her inner thighs with my cum. My vision tunnels, my heart hammers against my ribs.Euphoria. Pure bliss.

I lift my hand from Quinn’s mouth as we both struggle to catch our breath, staring into one another’s eyes. I swear I can feel the mate bond stretching between us, the connection so strong that it’s palpable. She looks like a fucking goddess as she lays beneath me panting, her dark hair pooled around her head. I cup her face in a hand, dipping down to steal a kiss. She tastes sweet, like honey. Even though I just had her, I’m already starved for more.

I pull back up, breaking the kiss and meeting her eyes again. I could get lost in those hazel eyes given the chance. “Good morning,” I murmur, swiping the pad of my thumb across her pouty lower lip.

Those lips tip up into a smile, fingertips trailing along my biceps. “Good morning, mate.”

My wolf surges forward, a possessive growl starting in my chest. “Mmm, I love the way that sounds,” I say, stroking her cheek with the backs of my fingers. She’s so beautiful, so perfect. And she’sall mine.

“Me too,” Quinn whispers, reaching for my hand on her face. She brings it down to her lips, planting a soft kiss on the pad of each finger.

I could lay here with her forever, but the smell of bacon is already wafting upstairs, meaning it’s only a matter of time before we’re called down for breakfast. I heave a sigh as I climb off of her and out of bed, then quickly reach out to slide one arm under her back, the other under her legs, scooping her up in my arms. She lets out a little squeal when I first lift her off of the bed, wrapping her arms around my neck and burying her face in my chest.

I carry Quinn into the en-suite bathroom, setting her down on her feet so I can get the shower started. After I turn it on, I hold her in my arms and steal a few more kisses while we wait for the water to get warm, then take her into the shower and wash every inch of her body reverently. Now that she’s mine, I plan to always take care of her; to worship her body like she’s my only religion and treat her like the queen she is. She deserves the world, and I’ll be the one to give it to her.

Once we’re clean, we towel off and get dressed. Quinn only has that skimpy yellow dress that she wore last night, so I offer her one of my t-shirts and a pair of boxers. They’re both too big on her- she has to roll the waistband of the boxers and the t-shirt hangs down to her mid-thigh- but my wolf fucking preens at the sight of her in my clothes, yet another symbol of our claim over her.

I take one of Quinn’s hands while she combs through her damp hair with the fingers of her other, opening the bedroom door and leading her out into the hallway. The smell of bacon is even stronger out here, and my mouth immediately waters in anticipation. I’m a fan of most food, but breakfast food is by far my favorite.

We’ve only made it one room down when my sister Juliet opens her bedroom door, stepping out into the hallway ahead of us.

“Oh hey!” she greets, a bright smile stretching across her face. “If it isn’t the two lovebirds.”

Quinn giggles, a light blush forming on her cheeks. “Guess you called it.”

Juliet’s smile widens, her gaze flickering between Quinn and I. “Psh, of course I did,” she says with a wave of her hand. “My brother’s terrible at keeping secrets.”

“Whatever, Jules,” I scoff, rolling my eyes.

“It’s true,” Juliet laughs. “But congratulations. I’m stoked for you guys.” She turns to Quinn, giving her a once-over and arching a brow. “You want some real clothes to wear?”

Quinn lets out a relieved sigh, nodding. “That would be awesome.”

“C’mon,” Juliet beckons, taking a step backwards into her room and waving for Quinn to follow.

She starts to tug her hand away from mine, but I bring it to my lips instead, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “I’ll meet you downstairs.”

Quinn nods, disappearing into my sister’s bedroom. I love how comfortable she is around my sisters, how much they’ve already taken to her. It just makes it that much sweeter that she’s now an official part of the family.

As soon as I hit the bottom of the stairs, my youngest sister, Jade, is rushing in my direction.

“So it’s true?” she demands, looking up the stairs after me. “Where is she?”

“Calm down,” I laugh, pulling Jade into my arms and squeezing her tightly. “Jules is lending her something to wear, apparently my clothes weren’t good enough.”

“If I’d known, I could’ve dropped something off for her while she was in the shower,” Jenna says, rounding the corner to greet me. “Hey, Jaxy.”

Jade steps out of my arms and Jenna steps into them for a hug of her own.

“She takes really long showers,” Jade quips as I release Jenna from my embrace. “She didn’t strike me as high maintenance…”

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