Page 14 of Reclaiming His Lost Mate
“I want to feel you squeezing down on me, milking me dry over and over again, Selina. You understand me?” He demanded as his cockstretched my pussy open, pushing in inch by inch, filling me up so that I could only expel a soundless gasp.
Oh. My. Fucking. Heavens!
Alexis groaned through his clenched teeth, shutting his eyes to adjust himself to my pussy clamped around his length, and my hands came up to feel the goosebumps on his chest.
Fuck it if I thought this couldn’t get even hotter.
“Fuck me, Alexis,” I begged, and bedlam broke out with that as Alexis fucked me with reckless abandon, wreaking delicious havoc on my body, soul, and spirit, pounding me against the bed into oblivion.
My fingers dug into his shoulder and bicep, breaking the skin and drawing blood, but that only fueled Alexis as he fucked me hard, deep, and devastating.
“Not letting you out of my sight, Selina. Not letting you out of my head,” he grunted, adjusting his thrust so that his cock dragged over my most sensitive tissues, and the feeling rushed through me without warning, my orgasm sending me into disarray with a choked cry of his name.
Alexis came right behind me, squeezing my waist and pouring his groan down my throat as he kissed me with purpose.
“Good girl for keeping my name on those lips when you came,” he praised, I chuckled, muscles turning into jelly as I closed my eyes in exhaustion before sleep pulled me under.
Chapter 6
Selina
Insatiable.
If there was one word to describe Alexis from how last night went, it was insatiable. Almost immediately after I came twice from Alexis eating me out and then fucking me like a starved and unhinged man, I passed out to sleep, but not for long. It was barely an hour later before I felt a hand trailing the soft curves of my body, pulling away the covers, and latching on my breasts with a groan. My body kicked into overdrive, arousal clearing the sleep from my eyes within seconds, and we went at it again and again and again.
By the time we were done, panting, satiated, and completely exhausted, Alexis pulled me flush against his chest, running his fingers through my hair until I fell asleep again with a smile on my face. But as soon as the first light broke and my eyes opened to what we had done the previous night and with Alexis soundly asleep next to me, confusion set in my head instead.
At the ball, just before he came to my cabin, Alexis had been hand in hand with Marissa as she announced their wedding. But his mind had changed suddenly, wanting to have sex immediately as he set eyeson me here. Why? Alexis was almost always hostile toward me in the past.
What could have prompted this change?
I couldn’t wrap my head around why or what this would mean for us now, and the unnerving thoughts did not relinquish until Alexis stirred awake. The first sounds that broke through his throat made my breath still.
Alexis dragged himself up against the headboard with a pained moan, eyes squeezed, and one hand wedging the side of his head like it hurt to stay upright on its own.
My hackles rose as alertness trickled into my system. “Alexis, are you okay?” I asked as I mirrored his movement, coming to a half-sitting position with the covers clutched against my naked frame.
“My head,” he groaned, more to himself than me, but that told me much of what I needed to know.
His eyes peeled open in the next second, scanning my face first before slowly falling to our clothes scattered across the room, and a guttural sound of disbelief worked the outline of his throat. Furrowed brows deepened to cold and calculating eyes, putting two and two together as they tracked back to where I sat.
“What. Did. You. Do?”
I froze, speechless and confused, but I could already feel a sickening sensation brooding in the pit of my stomach.
“Alexis, what do you mean?” I still asked through the block in my throat and, most likely by now, my pounding heart.
“What in Igaluk’s name did you do to me, Selina?” Alexis’s voice raised an octave higher, eyes flaring slightly, and he shot out of the bed like it was on fire or like I bore a foul-smelling plague. But only two steps in, Alexis groaned, holding his head in his hands.
Shock and worry combined ran through my bones, chilling to frost, and I could not even focus on Alexis’s stark naked body in front of me.
“We were intimate last night,” I explained the obvious, mostly because my brain could not yet fully comprehend what the heck was happening right now. “Why are you acting like something bad happened? What’s the problem, Alexis?” I inched forward on asking, thinking it would make things better.
Alexis flinched, veins breaking out on his face, leading to eyes that were now reddened with rage, and he started muttering strings of curses as he fished his pants from the ground, wrestling his legs into them before pulling the zipper halfway.
“You drugged me?” Alexis questioned, driving his hand into his hair and tugging on it hard. I winced, thinking about how it must hurt with his obvious headache, but also from the bitter stab I felt to my chest at his words. “Don’t say we were intimate because you drugged me!”
I shook my head vehemently, pushing back the tears that rushed to my eyes and the bile to my throat, denying his accusations. “I…no, I did not drug you. I didn’t drug you, Alexis,” I cried, panicking now with how conflicted and in pain Alexis looked, thinking that I betrayed him in such a shameless way. “I-I left the banquet and came home early, then you showed up, kissing me first, Alexis. I would never take advantage of someone like that, and definitely not you,” I explained, but Alexis couldn’t see past his rage.
