Page 60 of Betrayed By the Alpha Wolf

Grayson’s hips jacked roughly as he thrust forward and back. I could tell he was close, and the restraint he’d shown in an effort to take it easy on me was quickly dissolving as his need for release built.

I could sense it. I couldfeelhow close he was, and it barreled me forward toward another climax of my own. It felt like eons since we’d been connected like this. Even during my heat, it was more of a healing and lack of pain. But this? This was something I had been secretly dreaming about for months.

Moaning, I noted how my thighs were covered in slick. I was so hungry for Grayson—to feel him inside me again, taking this growing, repairing connection between us to the next level.

Grayson pulled back, and I gasped for air but was unwilling to break contact, still stroking his length.

“Damn, Kenz. I…” His words faltered as I continued to pleasure him, but then his hands left my hair for my shoulders, yanking me up to stand. “Ineedto be inside you.”

“Gray,” I held his stare, the moment stretching into eternity, “please.”

He crashed his lips against mine again, but it was just a few heated moments before he was spinning me around and leaning me over the bed on all fours. My ass was entirely up for grabs, and Grayson gripped my cheeks hard.

“You’re perfect, Kenze. So, so perfect.”

“Please, Gray. Let me feel you. I…I need…can you feel that?”

His hands roamed up my back before sliding back down, and one brushed over my slit. I moaned, low and loud and unabashed, and Gray’s fingers slid through my arousal.

“I feel you, precious. I feel us. The…bond.”

“Yess,” I hissed, desperately needy for him.

And then Gray notched the head of his cock at my entrance. Electricity zinged through me, circling and rebounding against his own power. Our spirits clawed for each other as our bodies opened up to the mate bond. The rejection burn was gone, and not a single ounce of pain was left.

“Do you want it, darlin’? Do you want me to fill you up?”

I whimpered as he toyed with my slippery skin, swollen and dying for attention.

“Yes.”

Gray patted my folds with his cock. “What’s the magic word, sweetheart?”

“Please, Grayson.” I rubbed myself against Grayson’s shaft. “Please claim me. Claim me completely.”

“Anything. Anything for you, Kenz.”

Gray speared his erection deep inside me, and I cried out at the sudden intrusion. It all melted into the most glorious-sounding moan, and my mate surged within me, my heart almost exploding behind my ribs.

Immediately, we set up a punishing pace, Grayson doing precisely as I asked, claiming everything I had to give and more. My walls squeezed down around his cock, and the connectionwas utter bliss—that magical bond between us ignited again, feeling new and wonderful.

“Grayson! Fuck!” My head dropped, and my legs shook as he pummeled me. “I can feel—Ugh!”

I could sense Grayson’s pleasure, his joy, and he gave me everything he had.

“I know, love. It’s there. Ifeelit. And I’d thought I lost it for good.”

“Gray,” the word spilled from me with a desperate sob, my chest cracking open as the mate bond flared brightly.

I clenched—hard. I was so damn close, and Grayson was too. He sensed it, of course, and reached around my hip, finding my clit and rubbing enthusiastically.

“Cum, love. Cum for me.”

And I did.

My entire body relinquished itself to my climax, and my legs shook uncontrollably as my pussy pulsed around Grayson’s cock. The sensations, the way we worked in complete unison, were beyond intense, reaching out into infinity.

Grayson’s fingers drew out every bit of pleasure as he flicked my clit, all the while ramming into me. Our hips collided in a furious dance, and another cresting wave of euphoria washed over me. I arched back, and Gray grabbed my breast, squeezing my nipple between his fingers.

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