Page 48 of The Alpha's Cursed Queen

“Darian!” I half sob as the pleasure intensifies into something so dizzying that I can’t breathe. It’s climbing and arching, and his fingers are pumping in and out of me at a pace I can’t keep up with. My own hips are moving, seeking the crescendo, and when I reach it, Darian’s hand tightens around my neck. My body is completely under his control, and it destroys me. I crash, my vision blurred, a dazzling electricity scoring through my veins.

I hear myself screaming, and then the cry is swallowed by Darian’s heated kiss. His fingers are still moving inside me, and I ride out the orgasm, his mouth invading mine, forcing me to feel every inch of his tongue. He’s all I can see, smell, and feel. My whole world has become centered around him. Nothing outside of him exists.

I have lost myself in Darian.

His mouth trails down my neck, biting my shoulder, leaving sharp stinging sensations that are as pleasureful as they are painful. When he finally pulls back, I look at him with dazed eyes as he takes off his shirt, revealing hard abs and a toned, muscular body. With his clothes on, he presents a lean physique, but Darian has been hiding his dangerous body this whole time.I feel my lower muscles tense with need as I watch those muscles move while he’s removing his pants. Without thinking, I reach out to touch them, and he stiffens.

“Careful, Alice,” he warns, his hand curling around mine in a tight grip. “I’m having a hard time holding myself back.”

“That was you holding back?” I choke, recalling what he just put me through.

He chuckles darkly, leaning down till his arms are on either side of me on the bed. “Do you know what I want to do to you every time I see you? You make me want to consume you. I want to see you ruined in my arms, only my name on your lips. I want you sweaty and trembling, my essence carved on your very breath. I want my marks covering your skin, from my teeth, my claws. I want to devour you, Alice. You drive me wild.”

His words rob me of my ability to speak, the sheer darkness of his desires both terrifying me and arousing me.

When he kisses me, I close my eyes, leaning into his touch. He’s supporting himself above me with one forearm still on the bed. His other hand is gliding over my stomach and into my shorts, which he promptly pulls off. My arms wrap around his neck, and suddenly, he’s pulling me upright. He sits on the edge of my bed, positioning me in his lap once again. Only this time, the difference is that his ramrod-hard cock is poking at me, and he’s spreading my legs to accommodate him.

When he enters me, my first reaction is to turn stiff. The size of his cock is much different from his fingers, and at my slight resistance, Darian goes completely still. “Alice?”

“It–It’s fine,” I breathe, clutching him. It doesn’t hurt, but there’s a burning sensation that is uncomfortable.

“You’re a virgin?” Darian sounds so shocked that I laugh through my tears.

“No shit.” I can feel him beginning to panic, but I don’t want to let go of this moment. I grab his cheeks, forcing him to look at me. “By choice, Darian. I’ve never trusted anybody to be this vulnerable with them. You’re the first because I trust you.”

His eyes heat up, and I decide to be the one to kiss him this time. Darian smiles as I do, and I wrap my arms around his neck as he begins to move slowly inside me. The uncomfortable sensation is replaced by a pleasurable one that has me moaning. His hips rock against mine, and I press against him, delirious and wanton. He’s so thick, his cock rubbing every sensitive nerve.

“Come on,” Darian murmurs against my lips. “You can start moving.”

My shirt is now bunched around my waist, and as I begin to bounce on his fat cock, sounds leave my mouth that I would otherwise be too ashamed to make. He’s watching me, a ravenous hunger in his eyes. His mouth latches onto my nipple as I move on top of his shaft, fucking myself.

I shatter within minutes, but Darian is just getting started. Still impaled on his cock, I feel him spin me around and then press me into the bed.

“Hold on tight,” he orders. I’ve barely gotten a grip on the bed when I feel him start pounding me. Sharp, long strokes that have me howling.

The pleasure is intense. My whole body is trembling as he chases his own release. In the process, he pushes me over the edge once more. I claw at the sheets, burying my face in the bed, trying to muffle the sounds of my cries. But Darian’s hand grabs my hair, pulling my head back, and his voice is hoarse and demanding. “I want to hear you.”

I scream out his name as he fucks me through my orgasm. I feel him spill inside me, and I go limp on the bed, exhausted and trembling, strung out from the multiple orgasms he has forced out of me. Darian’s hands are unsteady as he picks me up and pulls off my shirt. Depositing me back on the bed, he’s about to lie down next to me when I feel him pause. Dazed, I look at him and catch him staring at my ankle.

“Darian?”

He looks at me and grins.

When he pounces, I know he’s nowhere near done with me.

Chapter 10

Alice

Love is a strange thing.

Does spending one night together with the man I care for so deeply mean I’m in love with him?

Sitting on the bench enjoying the cool breeze, I let my thoughts wander.

I like Darian. I trust him.

I trusted him enough to give him my body. I may not have had a plethora of wolf shifters vying to bed me, but I have had plenty of human men who were interested. I simply never wanted to be so vulnerable with anybody. But when Darian kissed me, when he held me to him, I wanted him to be the first. In my dimly lit room, I wanted to know what it felt like to be with someone who cared about me.

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