Page 18 of Alpha's Unclaimed Mate

I let go of his hair and grab hold of the sheet with both hands, my back arching. And suddenly he curls his fingers inside in a “come here” motion. With the slightest scrape of his nails, my vision goes white, my body convulsing as liquid gushes out of me.

A strangled cry of pleasure escapes my throat.Everything else fades as I ride a strong wave of pleasure.

His fingers continue to scissor in and out of me, drawing out the pleasure until my body goes limp.

It’s a while before I open my eyes. Releasing the sheets, I focus on my ragged breaths, feeling weightless.

Titan leans back, his eyes holding mine for a long moment. His irises flicker between blue and black. Then, he dips down and kisses both my cheeks at the exact place where they dimple. Theron calls them his prize.

“You okay?”

The endorphins light up my body, and as his warm breath hits my face, I feel even deeper love for him. Wrapping my arms around him, I hide my face in his chest, breathing in the delicious scent of pine mingled with a hint of musk.

His chest isn’t as hairy as it was before, and I’m not sure if it’s Titan or Theron. But right now, I don’t care.

Lowering my hand, I trace his sculpted abs, reaching the taut plane of his stomach, exploring. His chest rumbles. I feel him shiver and smile, loving the effect I have on him.

Sufficiently encouraged, my fingers dip lower, brushing against the heat radiating from his erection. He jolts as I graze the sensitive ridge.

His fingers immediately clamp over mine, repeating the action.

“This. I love this.”

I don’t know who initiates the kiss this time, but our lips don’t break contact, not even when we roll over in bed and I’m on top of him. We giggle through the kiss, feeling like kids again, until I’m back beneath him. Black eyes shine with excitement as they hold my gaze, a wide grin on his lips.

He slowly rubs the tip against my entrance, sending a delicious shiver down my spine. My heart hammers in my chest. Titan’s hand reaches for mine, his fingers reassuring. Unlike the rough possessiveness of Theron’s touch, Titan’s is gentle, exploring.

“We’ll go slow,” he murmurs, his voice husky with something raw and vulnerable. “It’s...my first time too.”

He saved himself for me.

My eyes well up with a surprising rush of emotion. He kisses both my eyelids before moving to my lips, distracting me from the nervous flutter in my stomach. A shiver ripples through me as he enters.

A new sensation floods me—a tight pressure, a slight discomfort that intensifies the farther he pushes in, but feels different from anything I’ve known.

Titan’s kisses rain down on my shoulder, his voice a soothing murmur. He slows his movements, his focus entirely on me. The discomfort gradually lessens, replaced by a warmth that spreads through me as we move together, learning each other’s bodies and focusing on our pleasure.

I don’t know when I drift off to sleep, but I remember tender kisses being placed all over my body as a strong arm circles my waist, holding me close. I’m the little spoon to his big spoon, but we still have a hard conversation ahead of us. But the horrible things I heard earlier can wait.

A distant knock sounds like someone tapping on my head repeatedly, piercing through the fog of sleep.

“Seren, are you there?”

Panic jolts me awake.

Ella.

Damnit! My door is unlocked.

Before I can scramble up, strong arms haul me right back in, a warm hand gently clamping over my mouth. A jolt ofsurprise shoots through me as I see the furrowed brows above intense blue eyes.Theron.

“Ella, not now,” he sighs, more to himself than me. His voice lacks the usual playful teasing, replaced with a weary exasperation.

His arms tighten around me, a possessive hold that ignites a flicker of fear, quickly overshadowed by a strange yearning for this unexpected closeness. It’s so different from Titan’s gentle touch, yet familiar.

“I haven’t had you nearly enough,” he mutters, his voice a low rumble against my cheek. “And here she comes, interrupting us already.”

My body still feels pleasantly relaxed from Titan’s embrace, but Theron being here instead of Titan sends a wave of disappointment crashing over me. His murmured “Beautiful” feels empty, more like a cruel lie than a compliment, a taunt meant to hurt me.

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