Page 31 of Cruel Alpha Beast
Lacey and I exchange glances before I answer.
“All thanks to your beautiful sister,” I say, taking her hand in mine. This time, she doesn’t go rigid. This time, it’s like she melts into me.
Greg nods to us, ignoring our connected hands. “Then I’ll head home. You can fill me in later.”
“We will,” Lacey says quickly.
I can sense the heat building up inside of her. She wants me just as much as I want her. And more importantly, she wants her brother to get the fuck out so we can be alone.
“Thanks for watching, Shea,” I add. “I owe you one.”
“More like a thousand,” Greg corrects. Then he nods his goodbye and leaves our home.
The door latches behind him, and Lacey looks at me with a different kind of fire in her eyes than what Violet had. Without another word, she pulls me into the living room and heads for the stairs, but I’m far too hungry. I can’t wait another second.
I tug her closer, pulling her into me. My hands grip her face, and I lean down to capture her lips against mine. She tastes just as I remember. Like honey and cloves. Delicious and sweet.
I need more. I need her.
I reach down, and with her help, I’m able to pull her shirt over her head. In the soft glow of the table lamp in the living room, I can see her silky, smooth skin. She doesn’t cower fromme. She lets me trace the curve of her breasts with my eyes. And she allows me to savor her body with my exploring mouth.
As my lips find her tender nipples, I hear a sharp intake of breath, and I know I’m doing something right. The bottom of my stomach tightens, as does the front of my pajama pants.
I don’t want this moment to end, but I don’t know how much longer I can wait.
Lacey’s fingers trickle down my sides, spreading goosebumps up and down my arms and legs. Slowly but surely, she dips her fingers below my waistband, and soon, I’m stepping out of the pants, pooling around my ankles.
My breath catches in my throat as she grabs my hard cock and starts pumping her fist up and down its length. Like two puzzle pieces, everything clicks together. Her every movement makes me start losing the tenuous grip on my humanity and become one with the feral beast howling inside.
She breaks our kiss to come to her knees, her eyes shining as she stares back up at me. Wet, warm lips encircle my swollen head, slowly drifting down and back, down and back, down and back…
She speeds up her ministrations, and I worry I won’t be able to keep my cool. The pleasure builds, but before I can explode, I pull back. Lacey looks at me, almost in shock.
“Turn around,” I tell her, my voice raspy.
“What?” she asks.
“I said,turn around,” I repeat. “On your hands and knees.”
Understanding my command, she assumes the position, allowing me to pull her shorts down. Presenting her perfect, ample ass to me, I stroke her rounded cheeks. She wiggles herhips backward, whimpering when my fingers drift down to her dripping core. With featherlight touches, I circle the entrance, biding my time, building her arousal, and somehow holding myself off.
“Please,” Lacey murmurs. “I need you.”
“We have the rest of our lives,” I say as smoothly as I possibly can.
Her whimpers grow louder as I find her throbbing clit. I continue to tease until I can tell that neither one of us can wait any longer. The beast inside is winning. I must take her.
She must be mine.
“Are you ready?” I ask.
“Yes, please!” she yowls back.
And with that, I line my hips up with hers. The head of my cock slowly sinks into her slick core. Breath hitching in my throat, I realize that I haven’t felt this good in a long time.
Lacey breathes in sharply through her teeth, falling onto her elbows to push me in deeper. I smirk to myself as she turns over her shoulder to look at me. If her cries for me to fuck her weren’t enough evidence of her desire, her heavy-lidded eyes tell me all I need to know.
I enter her completely, feeling her tighten around me, like she never wants to let me go.
