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“I’ve got you, Em,” he said.“Can you relax for me, baby?I won’t press any deeper until you’re ready.”Between his body and the arm he had clamped around me, I had nowhere to go.

“Yes,” I said.True to his word, he didn’t go deeper, but neither did he retreat.He was watching me, watching every emotion play across my face.

His cock flexed, kicking off a throb inside me, making my pussy squeeze around him.Enticed by the arresting fullness, all the tiny nerves he’d awakened with his fingers and mouth flared to life.I tried to move, shift, and take him a little deeper.Instead, he pulled out, leaving the tip resting at my entrance, making me feel empty before surging a small way back in.

I groaned.

“Such a good girl.”He nibbled on my lips as he rocked in and out, over and over, until I was frantic, torn between wanting more and the fear that this was only the beginning.I couldn’t possibly bear it all, yet the stretching sensation made me flutter.It also made me hot.The tendril of fear dissipated into a heady, hot haze.“Open up for me and take your alpha’s cock.”

Each thrust took him a little deeper, and my panic surfaced again.He slowed, withdrew, and kissed me silly before beginning again.Heat sparked across my skin, bringing a pop of perspiration.His kisses distracted me, gentle, coaxing, dragging my mind from the thick club spearing me intimately.

My mind splintered, suddenly aware of how deep he was, and panic bloomed.

He stopped filling me, not withdrawing this time, and cupped my cheek.“Eyes on me, Em.”

“I’m okay.Don’t stop.”I tried to wrap my arms and legs around him, but he wouldn’t budge, just held, flexing his thick cock inside me.“Oh god, I’m going to come.”

The fluttering kicked off in earnest, and he was sinking, dropping more weight, pinning my hips.There was so much of him filling me, filling me all up.As he sank into me, I was sinking too, setting off a dark carnal wave rippling through me as my pussy spasmed painfully around him.

“God, I’m coming.”I was drowning, falling deeper, and he was still sinking into me.Everywhere was fluttering, clenching, tumbling, trying to contract over his impossible girth and failing.I felt invaded, penetrated in the deepest of ways.A guttural cry rose up from my chest, but he swallowed it, his tongue plundering my mouth, and I sucked greedily, my eyes locked with his as waves of dark skittering pleasure tore through me in a rolling climax that never seemed to end.Still, he was pushing, and the pressure rose even as I convulsed around him.

Bliss.Every nerve along my channel woke up and flared to life.This was wickedness of the highest order, debauched and depraved, and I loved every second of it.

His mouth moved to my throat, sucking little bites, nipping at the lobe of my ear.“My sweet filthy little beta, stuffed full of alpha cock.”He flexed inside me.“Can you feel that, baby?Feel how deep I am inside you?”

My groan had an edge of desperation as his words coaxed another hot wave of pleasure.

Then I felt it—something thicker testing my entrance.

“Oh god!”I realized what it was, and I came again, harder, deeper than I’d ever come before.

His neck arched, and his face contorted, mouth open for a deep rattling growl that brought a sharp clench to my pussy.Inside, I was pulsing, and there, so deep, I felt the hot flood as he bathed the entrance to my womb.

My pussy spasmed joyfully.I clung to him, my eyelids heavy under the sensual onslaught, yet I fought to hold them open, not wanting to miss the rapture on his face.

Teeth gritted, he growled again and flooded me with another heavy jet of cum.His hard length pulsed inside me, bringing an echoing pulse in me, the rush of adrenaline connecting us together.His hand tightened on my ass as he sank deeper still, my pussy quivering, trying to bear the unnatural sensation as the bulge of his knot stretched me obscenely.

God, the pleasure was never-ending, as wave after wave swamped me.I was oh so full, surrounded by him.

His lips found mine, and I opened eagerly as our combined cum flooded out.

My legs begin to tremble, the strain of trying to hold them open around his much greater bulk finally catching up, while my poor pussy throbbed with a different kind of strain, holding his monstrous length inside.

ChapterFifteen

Emma

It took three long, smut filled days before Sloane roused from her heat, by which time, my body had enjoyed more pleasure than I’d thought it was capable of.I’d learned a lot about Ryder during that time—he was comforting, attentive, and being held in his arms after he’d wrested a climax from me was the best feeling in the world.

I was falling for him, so bloody hard.I’d never wanted a relationship.I was supposed to be graduating in a few days, but all that paled in significance to the feelings I had for Ryder.

The message from Sloane was like a cold splash of water.It reminded me that I had a life that didn’t begin and end with Ryder.I had responsibilities.I’d barely checked my email for three days.There was a job offer waiting for me, and I had life on the other side of the chain-link fence, a beta life, but Ryder didn’t fit into it any more than I fit into his world.

I felt his eyes on me as I stared at the text message.

“You okay, baby?”

We were naked and in bed.Ryder was lying sprawled out behind me, and I was sitting with my legs dangling over the side, my cell phone in my hands, staring at the message from Sloane.It was a long message.She wanted to know if I was okay and told me how sorry she was for not answering me for three days.She didn’t need to be sorry.I was relieved.My fingers hovered over the keys.I needed to answer.She would start worrying if I didn’t.

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