Page 69 of My Brutal Alpha

Ezra hummed his approval deep and low while he lined himself up with me, just barely pressing against me. His breaths were already ragged and needy while his fingers dug into my skin. “You ready for me?”

Bracing myself against the wall, I swallowed a whimper at him being so close yet not quite giving me what I wanted. I nodded without a second thought.

Then, his grip on me tightened to bring me closer at the same time as he pressed into my heat. He grunted as he pushed in, slowly filling me with care from that angle.

My jaw went slack as I felt him stretching me from behind, forced to push back against the wall to keep myself upright. Despite my breath catching in my throat from the overwhelming sensations, a broken moan soon followed.

I could tell it took a lot of willpower for him to not give out right from the start, likely constricted even more from that angle. It didn’t help how I subconsciously clenched around him every now and then as the brutal pleasure coursed through me.

Ezra groaned as he filled me and surrounded me completely, one hand propped him up against the wall while the other was wrapped firmly around the front of me. He leaned close enough to nip at my shoulder before kissing the back of my neck. His nose brushed against my skin there, seemingly savoring my scent again.

“Fuck…you’re so tight,” he uttered, voice strained as he remained like that for a moment before pulling back.

I whimpered as he pulled out, sure to keep my pressure against the wall solid as he slid back in again.

My back arched at once, eyes firmly closed all the while he fed me that pleasure. It was intense and unavoidable, and every moment felt like pure ecstasy.

His strained noises turned into a guttural groan the moment Ezra developed a sinful pace. Trusting me to keep myself propped up against the wall, he returned his hand to my hips as he held me firmly. With that leverage, he held me still as he thrust into me, breathing harder all the while he picked up his speed.

My heart raced as I felt wave after wave of pleasure all the while he moved, sinking so impossibly deep that my eyes rolled back, and there was no silencing me then.

Between moaning and whimpering, my head was a complete mess. The pleasure, unrelenting and addicting, coursed through me with such intensity that I couldn’t even will my eyes to open.

Everything about that moment was perfect, and with every sense fraying from the overwhelm, it all felt much more substantial.

Ezra’s grip on me was tight and demanding as he drove his hips into me again and again, causing the delicious slap of our skin to echo within the shower. His huffed breaths hit the back of my neck while he focused on giving us both as much bliss as possible.

I didn’t know how he did it or how we always managed to reach those impossible angles together, but the pleasure hit me so hard that I could see stars. Every moment that passed only made me more addicted, and I knew I’d never be able to get enough.

Before long, we were both a mess as he kept up his relentless pace, making our skin beyond hot as we stood within the scorching fog of the shower. Our groans and pants were so loud that we nearly drowned out the sound of the water running.

The coil in me was wound up so tight that I knew it would be any moment—any moment and I’d crash right into that high.

With several deep, hard thrusts, Ezra hit that perfect spot inside me enough times to make my whole body tense and clench around him as my jaw fell open. My moans broke apart in my throat as I came undone, gasping at the feeling of my body finally releasing all that tension.

Ezra groaned in time with my cry for him, hips rutting into me until he couldn’t hold back, and he stilled against me through his orgasm. Grunting, he spilled inside me and propped himself against the wall, hand resting over the top of mine.

“Fuck…I love you,” he panted against my neck, breathless and spent as the water pelted against his back.

Even through the haze of my bliss, my heart squeezed, and my whole body filled with a pleasant fog as I took in his words.

When he softened and pulled out of me, I turned around on shaky legs to look up at him. I met his gaze with a warm expression. Our cheeks were both flushed and hot from the overwhelming warmth of it all.

Reaching up to cup his cheek, I searched his eyes for whatever I could find. “You do?”

Catching his breath, Ezra kept his steadying hold on me, and he nodded with a serious expression. “I do. I love you more than I ever thought possible.”

Maintaining that eye contact, flush with those warm, soft feelings, I couldn’t fight the smile that spread across my lips. My thumb gently stroked his cheek. “I love you too, Ezra. Without a shadow of a doubt.”

Leaning into that touch, he looked beyond grateful to hear my words. His eyes closed for a moment as he soaked it all in, then he let go of a pensive breath.

Unable to resist, I pulled him closer by my hold on his cheek and melded our lips together.

Ezra hummed into the kiss as he returned it fervently, pouring every ounce of affection he could into it. His grip against my back tightened slightly as we both gave everything we had.

My heart felt so beyond full, and the bond between us seemed to bask in that bliss alongside us.

With nothing but relief, contentment, and love between us, we let the water run far longer than we should’ve, all while we got lost in that solidifying kiss.

Despite all odds, Ezra was my mate and the one man I only ever wanted to be with. Thanks to his willingness to fight for us, we had the privilege of sharing those deeply intimate moments together.

After exchanging those declarations, I knew it wouldn’t be long before we’d end up back in the shower all over again.

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