Page 13 of The Alpha's Honor

“So are you. Look at all these beautiful curves, just for me.” He climbed onto the bed and pushed her gently to her back, stretching out next to her. He cupped her face and kissed her once. “I have so much I want to tell you about what’s happening between us.”

She’d never been very bold. She wasn’t shy, but she’d never taken the lead with a guy before.

“Can we talk tomorrow?”

His brows rose. “Are you sure?”

“You’re not planning to kick me out, right?”

He growled. “Never.”

“Good. Then right now, I want less talking and more off-with-the-clothes.”

He lowered his head and kissed her. He touched her chin with his finger, tracing the line of her jaw as he sucked on her tongue. He brushed his finger down her throat and over the swell of her breasts, dipping it inside to brush across her nipples. The bra had a center catch, and she flicked it open and felt him smile against her lips.

Lifting from the kiss, he watched as he pushed the cups of her bra open and bared her breasts, running his fingertips over her nipples. He bent to kiss one, licking a lazy circle around it and slowly sucking it into his mouth as he trailed his fingers down the center of her body to the apex of her thighs. She curled her toes into the blanket as his large, warm hand cupped her pussy over top of her panties.

He licked and sucked on her other nipple as his fingers began to stroke her through the satin, rubbing her clit and teasing her with light touches. With a wet pop, he released her nipple and kissed her lips, delving his tongue into her mouth as his fingers wiggled under her panties and he touched her pussy. He sank a finger into her slowly and groaned against her lips.

Pulling his finger from her, he pulled the material to one side and leaned over, stroking his tongue over her clit. She pressed her head back against the bed as he pushed his finger into her, flicking her clit with his tongue. Laying his tongue against the bundle of nerves, he growled and it made his tongue vibrate. She shrieked at the pleasure that pulsed through her, her back bowing as the sound of fabric ripping reached her ears and she was dimly aware that her panties were now gone. He added a second finger as he sucked and licked her clit, driving her to the peak of pleasure, her whole body turning to fire before she came apart on a keening cry, Duke’s name on her lips.

She clawed at the blankets as he drew out her pleasure with deep strokes of his fingers and lazy circles with his tongue, and when she could peel her tongue from the roof of her mouth she reached for him. “I need you.”

He sucked his wet fingers into his mouth, his eyes blazing bright gold, and when he swiped his tongue over his bottom lip, she saw that he had fangs. Before tonight, she might have been freaked out to see a man with fangs, but in bed with Duke, it seemed entirely natural. She had curves, he had fangs.

Reaching for his pants, he undid the button and lowered the zipper, then slipped from the bed. She wiggled free of her bra, chucking it behind her and never taking her gaze from his hands as he pushed his pants down his hips. She couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her lips as his cock sprang free, thick and long.

He crawled up the bed between her spread legs with a growl, his cock pressing against her pussy as he slid one hand behind her neck and lifted her to his lips. As he pushed inside her, she gasped into his mouth, his cock filling and stretching her. She gripped his shoulders, sliding her tongue along his as pleasure sparked within her. He tilted his hips and slid out, until only the thick head of his cock was still inside, and then he pushed back in faster. He lifted from her mouth with a growl, gripping the bedding on either side of her. She wrapped her legs around his hips and reached behind to grip the headboard, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts. Her body sang, every nerve ending on fire.

He let out a low snarl and pulled from her body. Before she could protest, he flipped her to her belly and hauled her up onto her knees, slamming into her from behind. She reached for him, curling one arm behind his neck and bracing herself with her other arm. Each thrust stole the breath from her lungs and each pull made her groan. He pressed one hand to her belly, his fingers digging into her flesh for a moment before he pushed them downward, sliding the tips over her sensitive clit. She bucked under him with a squeal and he chuckled, kissing her neck.

“Come for me, kitten. Wanna feel you,” he said with a low voice.

“Fuck, Duke,” she moaned.

He rubbed her clit side to side like she loved and she jerked within his embrace and screamed as she came for the second time. He grunted, his cock thickening within her as she felt the heat of his come.

“Mine,” he said, and bit the juncture of her neck and shoulder. His teeth broke through the skin and she whimpered at the sharp pain, but it swiftly disappeared in the wake of a peaceful contentment she’d never experienced before.

“Duke?” she whispered.

He pulled his fangs from her neck and tenderly licked the mark. “You’re mine now, kitten. You’re wearing my mark on your neck.”

She groaned when he pulled from her pussy, her sensitive channel not wanting to let go of his cock. He pulled her close, kissing her forehead, each eyelid, her nose, and then her mouth. “Say something, Ree, please,” he said.

Lifting her gaze to him, she saw happiness and worry etched into his features, and she brought her hand to his cheek and smiled. “Give me a minute. You just rocked my world.”

He laughed and squeezed her a little tighter. “I should have asked you if I could mark you, but my cat would not let me stop.”

The pain of the mark was nearly gone. “Am I really yours?”

“It’s official. You’re my marked mate. That’s like marriage for my kind.”

Her brows rose. She really didn’t know what to say to that. It wasn’t as if she’d grown up around shifters and understood everything about them.

“Before you made me see stars, you said you had a lot to tell me. Maybe start with mating?”

He sat up enough to grab the blanket at the bottom of the bed and drew it up over them. Then he rested his head on his upturned hand and settled his other hand on her waist.

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