Page 65 of The Alpha Wolf's Pregnant Bride

Staring with conviction into her eyes, I glimpse my reflection and how my eyes darken. “That was probably the hottest thing you’ve ever done, Cassie. And everything you do is fucking hot.”

Her breath catches again, but this time, I don’t give her a second to doubt herself or my intentions when I capture her lips in a ravenous kiss. The sloppy, lewd sounds of our passionately dancing tongues fill the air as I pull her onto me and lean back on the bed.

She breaks the kiss, her breath a series of hot pants as she straddles my hips more comfortably. Her eyes flick to the cast on my left arm, an obstacle that I don’t need anymore. Sitting upright, I tear the plaster and cotton away. Cassandra takes my hand as I stretch my arm forward, pressing a sweet kiss on the inside of my wrist.

“Healed,” she laments enticingly, eyes meeting mine with a mischievous glint in them.

“Healed,” I concede, laying my palm flat on her chest before nimbly undoing the buttons on the shirt.

The drapes part to reveal the hidden treasures of voluptuous mounds, which I behold with both hands, fingers circling the darker nubs that swell from my touch. She leansdown, her breasts dangling before my eyes while my mouth waters to taste her sweet flesh.

I latch onto one breast, moaning and mewling at how delicious the swelled mound feels on my tongue. Cassandra takes the liberty of reaching down to pull my shorts low enough to remove my throbbing hard-on. With dainty fingers, she strokes the length, and I plant my hands on either side of her waist to align her with the tip.

Popping her nipple from my lips, I gaze into her eyes, glossed over with wanton need, dilating her pupils. “I wanna watch you…” I drawl, setting her into position as she bites her bottom lip and has me aching to feel her insides.

She braces a palm on my chest as she slowly sinks onto my length, taking every inch inside her tight walls. She moans as I stretch her out, adjusting to the size as she sits upright with all of me inside her.

“Ah…” she mewls, her head lolling back as her eyes flutter closed, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. I reach out and hook a finger beneath her chin, coercing her to open her eyes again.

“Look at me,” I encourage, spreading my thumb across her bottom lip and nudging it from the confines of her teeth. With her lips parted and eyes glittering at me, she appears so pure and innocent. I feel privileged to be the only man who gets to see her like this.

I’ll never want to stop seeing her this way, the golden light behind her framing her perfect curves as she rides me into bliss. Rolling her hips languidly, my cock nestled inside the warm folds of her essence, she brings me to the peak of my existence where all that’s left to do is hold her to my chest as she unravels above me. My name falls from her lips like a prayer while Imentally send a prayer of my own to the Moon Goddess to thank her for blessing me with a she-wolf like Cassandra.

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“What’s gonna happen now?” Cassandra asks as we both stare at our interlaced fingers, held up to capture the warmth of the setting sun.

We’d spent most of the day in the tossed sheets of my bed, with the excuse that I needed to rest after last night’s events.

I’d stopped visits to the Rudolph house, wanting to spend every minute with Cassandra for our bodies to attest to our mate bond.

With an arm underneath her, my fingers absentmindedly stroke the scent gland where her pheromones ooze out and tempt me to claim her. The only reason I’m holding back is because I don’t plan on keeping her a secret anymore.

Soon, all of Moon Shine will come to know who their Luna will be. I have it all planned out in my head, but with the hybrid wolf still at large, there are some things I must take care of first.

“We were able to capture some of the rogues. They’ll be interrogated. And Jarrod was able to put a tracker on the hybrid,” I inform Cassandra. “The Council will have to move in quickly. If the hybrid is still at large, it poses a threat to our kind.”

“I know you’ll find him,” she assures me. “I have faith in you.”

“I wanna do this,” I say, stroking her neck more deliberately to beckon her attention there. The heat thatpermeates from her skin and into my fingertips is enticing, the air filling with the sweetness that beckons to my inner wolf.

Cassandra sighs and closes her eyes. “Then do it, Cyrus. I am ready,” she declares softly.

“I still feel unworthy,” I admit, eyes closing. “The past…”

Cassandra cuts me off by pressing a finger to my lips to hush me. “... Is in the past.”

“You don’t understand,” I insist, gently removing her finger with a soft peck on the digit. “The way I was with you was unforgivable. Even if I had my reasons for behaving that way, it doesn’t justify what I did to hurt you. To chase you away…”

“I am back now,” she says solemnly. “There’s a reason for that.” Her lips curl into a gentle smile, and she turns her face aside to offer me her neck.

Groaning, I shake my head to deny what I crave right now. It’s a longing, a pining of pent-up desire that’s been building ever since the first time we made love.

Goddess! Who am I kidding?

I’ve always wanted to sink my teeth in this she-wolf’s neck, circling her scent gland and claiming her as mine.

But I can’t do it as if it’s not something special, something sacred that needs to be yelled to the entire world to witness.

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