Page 43 of My Brutal Alpha

Ezra groaned against my skin as his tongue rolled over my nipple before he pulled away and leaned back against the couch, hands settled on my hips. His eyes closed the moment I ground against him again, and his grip on my skin tightened while his brows pinched together in concentration.

“Fuck…” he muttered, muscles tensing as he took in the sensations I offered.

Losing myself in the haze of the moment, I kept going, ignoring the fact that there were still layers between us.

When he couldn’t take it anymore, Ezra gripped me firmly, then flipped us over in the blink of an eye, pressing my back against the couch cushions. I let go of a surprised sound as I looked up at him, feeling a rush of need all over again.

His eyes raked over me again before he leaned in and secured his lips against my neck, kissing and nipping my skin while his hands roamed and did as they pleased.

“As much as I liked seeing you up there, you’re trying my patience…” he murmured against me with a rough edge to his tone.

Tipping my head to the side, I moaned breathlessly and offered him better access, completely addicted to every touch and affectionate scrape of his teeth against my skin. The feeling alone sent a shudder through me.

He grinned against my skin as a satisfied sound rumbled within his chest, and then he continued south as he left those sloppy kisses, moving with more urgency as he seemed to be losing control.

All the while he moved, I squirmed, silently pleading for more friction. My hands followed him, shifting from his back to his shoulders as he kissed along my hip, letting his tongue dart out occasionally to lick down my skin.

“Feeling impatient, are we?” Ezra teased, hooking his fingers in the waistband of my bottoms as he nipped at my side. “Don’t worry…I’ll give you what you want.”

I shivered when he started edging the material down, revealing more of me. Despite expecting him to delay things by leaving my panties behind, he wasted no time yanking them down.

The moment I was bare in front of him, Ezra’s eyes darkened as if he were taking me in for the first time. His hands glided across my skin and silently admired every inch of me.

“Beautiful…” he murmured to himself as he moved in, resuming his trail of kisses from my hip down to my thigh, where he squeezed the other. His eyes flicked up to me again as he gently sank his teeth into my flesh—hard enough to pinch. “And mine…isn’t that right?”

I flushed from his bite and his words, feeling the weight and privilege of those implications. Swallowing hard, body tight with need, I nodded.

Despite the hum in his throat, it wasn’t enough. He paused the wet kisses he left against my skin to look at me again, gaze possessive and slightly demanding. “Say it.”

The air around us was so thick that I could hardly breathe, but I panted quietly and murmured, “I’m yours…only yours.”

A gleam of satisfaction looked back at me as Ezra grinned against my skin, only for him to chuckle and move closer to the heat between my legs.

My eyes fluttered shut as I gasped and arched slightly once his tongue reached out for me in an agonizingly slow movement. The immediate pleasure rippled through my body and pushed the moan right past my lips.

Ezra hummed against me as he gave in and pressed his lips firmly against my clit before delving in and not caring about resisting those urges. With his hands against the back of my thighs, he dove in with reckless abandon.

My fingers moved straight to his hair, carding through before clutching the strands as my body curled into him, desperately begging for more. His name fell from my tongue as I lost myself in the overwhelming sensations.

His lips, tongue, and the occasional appearance from his teeth all worked in tandem to push me closer to the edge, feasting like he’d never get the chance to again. Without hesitating or questioning what he was doing, he moved with such admirable confidence that my lower belly clenched.

Burning heat coursed through my body while he lapped at my flesh, sparking bliss through my body again and again.

My moans and breathless panting filled the room as I gripped his hair with one hand while the other fisted the cushions beneath me for support, seeking any way to anchor myself while he gave it his all.

Being spoiled so diligently made my end of the bond flutter in my chest in direct response to his care while the pressure built up higher and higher within me.

I didn’t have the chance to overthink anything or doubt whether I was reaching the edges of that precipice.

Instead, Ezra read every silent cue from my body and leaned into them, knowing me far too well for his own good. He focused on certain areas depending on my reactions, and as my thighs caged his head and I became overwhelmed by the intense sensations, he dug in even deeper and pinned my legs against the couch.

I writhed underneath him as that high approached faster than I could wrap my head around, my body convulsing as every wave hit me at once.

Like a knot tying tighter and tighter within my gut, that pleasure squeezed me so tight that I had no choice but to come undone.

Fingers tightening their grip on his hair, Ezra groaned against me and didn’t let up. He sucked against me, sending a harsh shudder through me as I clenched before letting go.

With everything mounting up to that moment, the dam gave way with my release, and darkness filled my vision through that intense crescendo.

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