Page 126 of Ruled By The Alpha

She’s quiet, so quiet for a normal human. But her scent is bright and wild and joyous. Her eyes meet mine, terrified and tense but… aroused. When I glance down at her hand, I’m greeted by the sight of her pink, delicate pussy, swollen with arousal and steadily dripping. When I let out a low-pitched rumble, a fresh rush of slick squirts out of her, wetting her hand as she mewls uncomfortably.

“Don’t stop on my account,” I command. “Keep going.”

“But the car,” she whines, her skin flushing as goosebumps travel up her legs.

I lean further in, bracing myself on the door. “The car’s done for. I said, don’t stop fucking yourself, Evangeline. I want to watch.”

She gasps but slides her fingers back into her pussy. Her head slams up against the car window as she cries out loudly. “Alistair,” she gasps out, my name falling from her pouty lips as she rocks up to meet her fingers.

Hearing my name from her like this causes molten heat to spread along my neck and back. Reaching down, I slip one hand into my jeans and stroke my erection. I’m hard as fuck, lost to the scene in front of me.

“You belong to me.” I pant and tug hard on my balls, then rub the length of my cock. Growling, I unzip my jeans. My erection falls thick out of my jeans and she moans, her voice hoarse with need. I smile in satisfaction.

“Alistair, oh my God, I’m co–,” Evangeline’s voice breaks into a hoarse scream as orgasm rocks her frame, release coating her hands, her pussy, the car. Her nipples harden under the tight shirt, begging for my teeth as her core clenches over and over and over.

I grunt as heat streaks up the back of my legs, up my spine until even the top of my head is on fire. But I don’t want to come like this. I want it with her.

Orgasm fades and Evangeline’s eyes open, hooded but wary when she looks at me. Uncertain.

Locking eyes with her, I crawl into the car, hovering over her lower body and pulling her fingers out of her pussy. They make an obscene noise when they leave her, and she gasps in response. I bring her hand to my mouth, sucking both fingers in to lickthem clean. She hisses in a desperate breath, watching me groan and revel in her taste.

I run my tongue along the underside of each finger, swirling it around the tip and back down to the base, taking my time with each one, and then I nip my way up her wrist, locking eyes with her the whole time.

I want you,I think to myself.I’ve never told you, but you are mine.

She says nothing, but her brows curl upward as if she heard my thoughts.

Raging need builds in my system as her eyes scan mine, the need I shove down when she’s around, because it always seemed inappropriate. But now that I’m an alpha, these urges have become uncontrollable.

Sliding back out of the car, I grip her hips and yank her to the edge of the seat, watching her eyes open wide in concern.

“Your orgasms belong to me, Evangeline,” I snarl. “Every fucking one. Starting with that one. And continuing with the one I’m going to give you right now.”

“But you’re my…” her voice trails off as I yank her out of the car and up into my arms, sliding her thick thighs around my waist.

“I’m your what,” I laugh darkly. “I’m your alpha, your employer, the only man who’s ever going to fuck you again. You know that, don’t you?”

I’m totally out of control, lust for her overriding any rational thought I have. Heat sears my skin, demanding I take more, more, more as she nods once, the motion clipped.

“Hang on,” I command, slipping her arms around my neck.

“For wh–,” she begins as I punch forward with my hips, burying myself balls-deep in the woman who’s been driving me fucking wild for months. Her heat wraps and pulses around my cock, soaking me as it drips from her.

She screams at the immediate intrusion, a noise that sends dark satisfaction creeping through the corners of my mind. I like her scream. I like the shock in her pretty, dark eyes. When I slide out and back in twice, testing her, her pupils blow wide.

“Mine,” I snarl again as I grip her thighs and pound rhythmically, fucking my assistant up against the beautiful vintage car. I fuck her so hard the car rocks on its chassis, shaking back and forth as I rail her into it.

Her gasping pleas mix with my rolling growls as she tenses and tightens. I sense an orgasm building for her again, which draws a satisfied laugh from my throat.

“This one is mine, too,” I declare. “Come.”

She obeys my command beautifully, shattering around me as she throws her head back against the top of my car. The moment I’m presented with that slim expanse of neck, I lean over and sink my fangs into her skin, over and over. Biting and marking and ripping until she’s a bloody, bruised mess, still coming all over my cock. Evangeline peers up at me, her face surprised, in awe at my brutality, I’m sure. And that’s what throws me over the edge as I come with a bellow, rocking hard into her as I throw my head back, rolling my hips steadily into her.

When the scorching heat finally dissipates, I look at her again, leaning in to nip her full lower lip as she lets out a surprised gasp. Then reality crashes in. What the fuck have I just done? This changeseverything.

Gently, I drop her to the ground and back up, yanking my pants back in place. For a moment, our eyes meet, but she’s guarded already, attempting to straighten her clothing as I take another step back, running my hands through my hair.

Evangeline opens her mouth to say something, but I hold my hand up. Without looking again, I turn and stalk out of the garage and back to the house.

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