Page 42 of Ryder

Ifloated in a heady euphoria as Ryder dispensed with the buckles on my wrists and ankles, freeing me slowly, taking the time to massage and soothe before he crawled up the bed beside me and rolled me over so that I was facing him.He drew my cheek against his warm chest, and I curled into him, blissed out on the climax and the simple pleasure of his arms wrapping me up, pulling me into him.

I heaved a deep breath as my pussy throbbed from the prior pleasure.I shouldn’t be needy, but I was.My legs felt odd being closed once again.I wanted more, so much more.The climax that had torn through my body had only awakened me, driving the fever higher.I pressed kisses to his chest, scissoring my thighs, impatient as I snuggled against him.

“That’s my good girl,” he said, a light purr rumbling as his strong fingers played in the hair at the back of my scalp.His heat surrounded me while his heady scent latched onto nerves, creating a tingle all the way down to my belly and lower.

My ass throbbed too, and more so when his hand lowered to cup and squeezed a little too roughly, yet even that kicked off an echo deep inside.

“Someone is very needy,” he said.

“You made me so.”My tone was a little waspish, and a sharp spank to my ass was my reward.

I didn’t understand, nor could I process half of what had transpired, but I felt an awareness unfurling inside my chest, a warm, comforting sensation of safety, of being cherished, and of trust.

But a need, sharp and visceral, had also been roused.I was aware of his heavy cock pressing against my belly through his pants and the way it flexed.My hand slid down over the warm, ridged flesh of his chest, petting him, familiarizing myself.He hissed, closing his hand over mine when I reached for the button of his pants.

“Don’t you want to?”I lifted my head and stilled as I noted the raw desperation lining his face.He did want to.“Don’t you dare.”His eyes narrowed, but I pressed on.“Don’t you dare deny me again.You promised, said I could have my reward.”

His face softened, and he rolled, taking me under him, cupping my face as he kissed me, open-mouthed, taking even as he gave.That fast, I was on fire again, my body rising.He didn’t even have to tell me to open.My legs parted the instant his hand skimmed from my knee upward.He played in the slick folds, his touch gentle as he kissed me, sliding his fingertips up and down, giving, but not quite enough.His mouth left mine, trailing kisses down my throat, sucking harder, kicking off a sharp ache…just as he plunged a single thick finger inside me.I arched up.Everything about this was heaven.He was marking me like he did last time, and I wanted him to.I wanted him to mark me all over, and leave my body littered with the evidence that I belonged to him.Where these thoughts had sprung from, I didn’t have a clue.I only knew that this was perfect, everything I wanted and more.

I widened my legs further, giving him room.He rewarded me by pushing a second finger inside, stretching me so good as his thumb pressed down over my throbbing clit, rubbing back and forth.His lips trailed down over my collarbone, turning my breaths choppy as he enclosed my nipple and a good portion of my breast in the hot cavern of his mouth.

He sucked a little too hard, his fingers making those filthy squelching noises as he pumped them with maddening slowness in and out.My body rose but then hung, wanting to come too much.

He stopped, the heel of his hand grinding against my clit while his fingers remained buried deep, holding me intimately as he sucked and nipped my breast, then moved on to the other side to suck and nip again.My tension coiled, and I grew ever more restless.I desperately wanted to come, only he wasn’t moving.He was simply holding me still while he ravished my breasts.The coil turned tighter.My pussy pulsed around his fingers, a thick invasion keeping me open for him.

The orgasm sideswiped me, like a great wave crashing over me, and I was spasming deep inside, clenching over thick fingers as that powerful climax just kept coming.He took my lips once again in a drugging kiss as he finally began to move his hand.It kicked off a flutter inside me, leaving me hanging on the cusp of another climax, my body and mind lost in a state of heightened arousal.

He began to pump his fingers more vigorously, scissoring them, finding my clit with his thumb, and circling it over again.Our tongues tangled, and I sank into the sensations—his kiss, his scent, the sounds.I was so open before him, and he was plundering me, touching me how he wanted.

An awareness of surrender welled up.Ryder would care for me, on both the higher level that pertains to the safety of my family and this deeper intimate one where he tended to me, driving my blood ever higher.

But I wanted more than what he was giving me, so much more.I was falling into him with every kiss.The gentle thrust and withdrawal of his fingers, the steady swirl of his thumb, and the wetness seeping from me, drenching the bedding, all conspired to take me further under his spell.I was lost, so lost, but the only thing I needed was him.The fluttering rose until it was an inevitability—I was going to climax again.Then I was going under, groaning into his mouth.

This time, when I was done, he lifted his fingers to his lips and licked them clean.I swear I climaxed again, just watching him and the rapture on his face.This wasn’t a man who did anything because he felt he ought to or because it was asked of him.This man took his pleasure how he wanted, entirely on his terms.

Alphas were different from beta men, and as I watched him, I understood just how different.

His hooded eyes lowered to meet mine.“I want you,” he said, husky voice low and steeped with need.“I want to fill your sweet cunt with every fucking inch I have.I want to stretch you, open you in ways you’ve never experienced before.You’re so fucking tight, and it won’t be easy, but you’ll take it, won’t you?You’ll take me because I asked this of you.”

“Yes.”He always wanted the words, and I offered them gladly.“I want you, and to feel you inside me, all of you.I might go mad if you don’t.”

He kissed me, sweet and lingering, yet underneath, the air seemed to crackle because he was finally going to give me what I desired.

There was nothing more to discuss.He popped the button on his jeans, eased the zipper down, and shucked out of his pants.I swallowed, my eyes riveted to the thick, long club he’d exposed.It disappeared from my view as he kicked his pants away and rolled above me, nudging my thighs open and placing his knees between mine.

I wanted another look, to touch and taste him, but he cupped my face and held my eyes prisoner.“Look at me, Emma.”He was so big over me.Our size difference was emphasized as I lay beneath him.I was tiny, and he was twice the size of an average beta male.His cock, I had every reason to believe, would be proportional to the rest of him.He kissed me, easy, gentle little nips, coaxing me back into the moment.

“Good girl,” he said between kisses.“Open yourself up for me.Relax.You can take me, I know you can.There’s no rush.We’ll take as long as we need to, and if you need me to stop, I’ll stop.You understand that, right?That I’ll never ever do more than you can handle?”

“Green, Ryder.Don’t stop.I don’t want you to.”My arms and legs wrapped around him as fear bloomed in me that he might perceive me to be more fragile than I was.I might be small but I wasn’t weak, and I was far tougher than I looked.

“Baby, I haven’t even started yet.”

Emboldened, I leaned up to kiss him, opening my mouth under his.He groaned, mouth covering mine, pushing me back into the bed, taking control of the kiss.Our tongues danced as his hand cupped my breast, testing the weight, thumb skimming back and forth over my nipple, building a sense of urgency inside me.

My knees made a cradle for his hips, heels digging into his ass, trying to pull him closer.He shifted a little, and I felt wet stickiness pooling against my thigh as his cock leaked over me.My fingers sought and sank into his hair, holding him to me.I was surrounded by him, caged, and inside here, I was safe.His hips rocked, his cock nudging my slick folds.His arm slid under my ass, bringing a hiss to my lips as the sore flesh was grasped in his big hand.He drove forward, his lips popping from mine as the tip lodged against my entrance.

He stared down at me, and I stared back, not wanting to look away and miss a moment of this.I tried to relax, open myself, and think of passivity and acceptance, yet a tendril of fear weaved its way around the outside of the anticipated bliss.Dropping a little more weight, he sank inside, forcing the tip of his cock into me.The pressure was intense, and I gasped, instinctively trying to shift away to ease the discomfort.

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