Page 59 of The Alpha Under My Bed

Perfect.

I revved the engine, feeling her thighs tense against my hips as I eased us onto the road. The city lights blurred past, the hum of the engine vibrating through us both. The cool night airrushed against my skin, crisp with the scent of pavement, rain, and the distant burn of gasoline.

Ellie was warm behind me.

Soft.

The perfect weight pressing into me.

And she hadno ideawhat was coming.

I waited until we hit a long stretch of road—street mostly empty, the only sound between us the steady purr of the bike and the occasional rush of wind past my ears.

Then, with the press of a button, I turned the vibrator on.

The belt purred to life beneath her, a soft, barely-there hum pressing against her clit.

Elliejerked.

A strangled sound tore from her throat, barely muffled by the helmet that obscured her face.

I couldn’t help the grin that spread across mine.

She shifted behind me, probably trying to adjust, desperately seeking any way to ease the mounting pressure. It was futile. Not with how I’d designed it.

Her grip on my jacket tightened, nails digging into the fabric.

“Something wrong, sweetheart?” I called over my shoulder, my voice sweet, dripping with feigned concern.

Her breath came in ragged pants, impossibly close. “I-it’s—Mal?—”

Another pulse.

Stronger this time.

Her hands slid under my shirt, fingers digging into the taut muscles of my stomach, nails scratching in a way that made my breath catch.

I bit back a groan, the sensation shooting through me.

Fuck, she was already unraveling.

“Ellie?” I said again, pretending I didn’t know exactly what was happening, feigning confusion. “You okay back there?”

Her voice cracked, a shaky exhale falling from her lips. “M-malfunctioning.”

I couldn’t hide the grin that spread across my face. Oh, baby.

Another pulse.

Longer this time.

Her body froze against me, a shudder running through her as her knees clamped tighter around my hips, her breath shallow and frantic.

“Shit,” she whispered, barely audible.

I chuckled low, enjoying the way she was falling apart. “That bad, huh?”

A tremor racked through her, betraying her struggle to maintain control.

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