Page 75 of Alpha Reid

“Why’d you get all quiet on me?” he asks, arching a brow. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“Nothing.”

I glance up to see the look of skepticism on his face and sigh, rolling my eyes.

“Everything.” I lean forward to set my plate on the coffee table, reaching for the glass of wine instead. I take a sip, lips puckering from the dry, tart taste.

“Wanna talk about it?” Reid asks, finishing up his pizza and trading his plate for his wine glass, too.

No. I want to do anythingbuttalk about it- I want to turn my brain off and forget about this war and just be with him. I want to lose myself in Reid and forget about the rest of the world.

I take a couple large gulps of wine, eyes trailing down his body. The hem of his shirt has ridden up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of his lower abs and happy trail. I lean forward to set my glass back on the table, wiping a drop of wine from the edge of my lower lip with my thumb.

“I can think of a few things I’d rather do,” I smirk, licking the wine from my thumb. I watch as Reid’s eyes track the movement, the silver of his wolf showing in them. So I give him a little show, sucking my thumb into my mouth and pulling it back out slowly, eyes locked on his.

“Serena,” Reid growls in warning, but again, since when has that worked on me? This is all part of the game to make mister tightly-wound snap and show me that raw, animalistic side of him- like he finds me irresistible. The way he can’t help but give into me makes me feel so fucking powerful.

It works like a charm. He throws back the rest of his wine, sets his glass on the table, then grabs for me, a predatory look in his eyes. I giggle and squirm and feign resistance as his arms encircle my waist and he pulls me over his lap, his hand coming down squarely on my left butt cheek. I let out a yelp, heat pooling between my legs as his hand stays planted there, kneading my flesh and rubbing out the sting it just left.

I want more- always more- and Reid delivers. I never have to tell him what I crave, he just knows somehow. Five sharp strokes later and I’m panting, writhing, as he peels my shorts down to expose my bare ass. He removes them completely and I suck in a sharp breath as his fingertips trail up between my thighs, teasing closer to where I want them.

Reid groans as he drags his fingers through my wetness, sinking a thick digit into my tight channel. “Fuck, Serena,” he murmurs, pumping it in and out of me a few times as a moan slips past my lips. I feel his hardened cock twitch against my belly in response.

He slips another finger in, my body momentarily tensing at the intrusion, then relaxing as he starts slowly pumping, his thumb finding my clit and tracing circles around it. My pulse climbs, heat spreading through my body as Reid pleasures me with his touch- and then just as quickly as it began, it stops. I turn to look over my shoulder at Reid in protest, but when I see him bringing his fingers to his mouth, sucking my juices off of them, I damn near combust.Holy hell.

Reid grunts, lifting me by the hips and turning me over, throwing me back down on the couch like a ragdoll. Then he’s on his knees between mine, spreading them and kissing his way up to the apex of my thighs. My heart hammers against my ribs, liquid heat pulsing through my veins as his tongue swirls against my skin, his fingers digging into my hips possessively.

I shiver as his warm breath skates across my inner thigh, knowing what’s coming, though still completely unprepared for my body’s reaction when his tongue trails up my slit and circles my sensitive clit. “Reid!” I cry out, slamming my hands up onto the armrest of the couch above my head, holding on for dear life as he nips and sucks my clit.

“That’s right, baby,” he growls against my pussy. “Keep screaming my name like that, you know I fuckin’ love it when you do.”

He dives back in and his name rolls off my lips like a prayer, body writhing as his tongue continues its assault between my thighs, the pressure building inside of me. My back arches, my toes curl, and I can’t hold back the scream that tears from my throat as I explode in my climax. Pleasure washes over me in waves as my body trembles and Reid holds me in place, his arms wrapped tightly around my thighs. I swear I almost black out from the intensity of it- but slowly, I start to come back down, my pulse evening out, my breathing returning to normal.

“Holy shit,” I breathe, propping myself up on my elbows and looking down at Reid still positioned between my thighs and wearing a self-satisfied smirk. He crawls his way up my body and crushes his lips against my own, claiming me with his kiss. I mewl into his mouth, tasting myself on his tongue. I can feel his thick cock pressing against my inner thigh, rock hard and ready. I want to make him feel as good as he just made me feel.

I press my palms to Reid’s chest, pushing him off of me. He lets me, and I pull my legs in, sitting up before continuing to push him to lie backwards on the couch. I essentially swap positions with Reid, hovering over him before crawling down his body, hands trailing down the firm planes of his sculpted chest to the dips and curves of his abs to the waistband of his sweatpants.

“What are you doing?” Reid murmurs as I start heading south, tugging his sweatpants down. He’s not wearing anything underneath them and his cock springs free, bobbing in front of my face as I look from his thick member to his eyes.

I lick my lips seductively. “What does it look like?” My voice is so husky that it doesn’t even sound like my own.

“Serena, you don’t hav-” he chokes on his words as I wrap my hand around his girth and swirl my tongue around the velvety head of his dick.

“What was that, baby?” I tease, pulling back and looking up at him innocently as I pump his length with a hand.

“I…” he starts again, but I lean back in and lick my tongue along the crown of his dick and he can’t get the words out.

There’s something incredibly intoxicating about watching a big, powerful man come undone under your touch. Desire coils in my belly as I continue teasing him with slow strokes of my hand and little licks of my tongue, and I watch as he unravels, his hands gripping the sofa, his eyes rolling back in his head. By the time I actually take him in my mouth, I’m not sure who’s more worked up- him or me.

I lower my mouth over him and the head of his thick cock slides between my lips, pushing deeper with a thrust of his hips like he can’t control himself. His body shudders, a shaky breath escaping his lips. I take as much of him as I can until I feel him bump the back of my throat, then slowly pull back, tongue swirling along the underside of his shaft. Reid lets out a guttural moan, burying a hand in my hair as I start bobbing up and down on his dick, giving a pornstar worthy blowjob performance.

It isn’t long before he’s thrusting up with his hips, guiding my head with his hand in my hair- typical Reid, trying to be in control. He and I both know who’s running the show here, though, and I take back the reins, wrapping my hand around the base of his cock and focusing in on the tip, licking it like a lollipop as I gaze up into his eyes.

“Fuck,” he gasps, gritting his teeth and jerking upwards. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, I’m…” I lower my mouth back onto his dick and watch him absolutely shatter beneath me, body shuddering as he shoots his load down my throat. I lick and suck and swallow every drop, smugly satisfied at how easily I’m able to bring Reid to climax. It’s not just me who’s putty in his hands- it clearly goes both ways.

When he’s finished, I pop off his dick, licking my lips and grinning up at him as he melts back onto the couch.

“Shit,” Reid breathes, reaching out to yank me down on top of him.

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