Page 21 of My Ruthless Alpha

With that overwhelming pleasure flitting between us as he slowly built up a rhythm while he held me up against the door, it felt as though something clicked into place for Beau—like whatever restraint he had finally snapped, and as he promised, there was no holding back.

Keeping his firm grip on me, he picked up the pace, focusing on giving us both as much pleasure as possible. The animalistic strength he had went into his thrusts while he grunted breathlessly and maintained that speed and depth.

Leaning back against the door again, I tried to quiet my moans, but with him feeding me so much overwhelming stimulation, I barely managed to bite them back while my fingers dug into his shoulders as though my life depended on it.

“Damn it…” Beau muttered through his relentless movements, not afraid to show me how he was affected by the feeling of being inside me. “…you’re so tight…”

The need in his voice had me in a chokehold while I whimpered, my jaw going slack at every thrust full of concentrated passion and lust. With one hand gripping his shoulder, the other wandered into his hair as my fingers threaded through his dark tresses and used it like an anchor.

As my moans grew louder and my head filled with more of that pleasant haze, I let go of breathless affirmations, encouraging him to keep going—to keep giving me exactly what I needed and wanted.

Through the sinful sounds of our bodies melding together again and again, I was losing myself in the pleasure of it all, hardly registering anything beyond the way he filled me in the way he used to, reminding me of how things once were for us.

Grunting, Beau adjusted his grasp on me, shifting my body in a way that let him move even deeper inside me, makingmy moans pitch higher as my skin grew hotter, and I could hardly handle just how intense it all was.

He captured my lips in a rough kiss to keep me quiet while he moved even faster, flicking his hips into me at a delicious pace that made us both groan.

Unable to take it any longer, my thighs shook as I clenched around him, feeling the tension in my lower belly tightening until it couldn’t withstand it. I moaned louder against his mouth as stars dotted my vision, and that wave of pure bliss hit me at once.

My eyes rolled back with my orgasm, trembling and gripping him tightly while I let go completely and hit cloud nine.

As a result, Beau growled lowly before he broke the kiss and leaned closer, nipping at my shoulder while his hips faltered. With a grunt, he bit down on my shoulder, making me gasp through my dazed state as he released, body trembling against mine. The pain only intensified my bliss, grounding me to the present moment.

Groaning, he stilled his hips, relaxing his jaw again while he panted and caught his breath before leaning his forehead against my neck.

Carefully, he lowered me to the ground again, holding my waist firmly to keep me up on my wobbly legs. Keeping me close, he gently kissed the spot where his teeth sank into me, and the heat of his body against mine felt beyond addictive.

While we stood there, catching our breath, the way he held me and gave my skin as much attention as possible made me know we had a long, eventful night ahead of us.

Chapter 10 - Beau

Becoming the alpha of my own pack had benefits: I gained added strength, security, and camaraderie and could make whatever decisions I saw fit.

Overall, I felt good. I did everything I could to stay in shape and ensure I was taking care of myself completely.

But after sleeping with Faye again, I realized a piece had been missing all that time.

Her proximity, touch, and affection all centered me just like they used to, and feeling that connection building between us again made me feel like I had everything I needed.

I had known how addictive that bond between us had been before…how it came with benefits and struggles, especially given how it became a complete lifeline, but something about it snapping back into place again was more tempting than it ever had been.

There was no mistaking that rush of relief and almost earth-shattering feeling that washed over me when we had sex again, and I could feel that tether between us pulling once again.

Even if we had that bond before I left, there was something more intense about it now. Even if I wanted to try and break it again, I would have a harder time doing so. It seemed to resist that kind of refusal, almost like my wolf knew what it had been missing and wasn’t prepared to give it up again.

However, that sentiment applied to me as a whole. I didn’t want to lose Faye for any reason.

I just got her back, and the thought of her leaving or being taken from me in any capacity made me feel prepared to burn everything down for her. For Margo.

That following morning, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that they were my girls, and I needed to protect them.

While I felt that protective instinct for my brothers, it felt different with them. One wasn’t necessarily more important than the other, but things were mostly settled with my family. I would still do anything for them, but given the circumstances, I felt called to ensure that Faye and Margo were on a similar level and given the care they needed.

I may have missed out on that time with the two of them for the first few years of her life, but I wasn’t prepared to repeat that mistake or drive an even bigger wedge between us.

Instead, I felt responsible for connecting with Margo and giving her the love she deserved to know from her father.

Even if my daughter still felt a bit like a stranger to me, it didn’t matter.

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