Page 67 of Perfect Alpha

His gaze strips me bare, and the raw, naked truth is finally between us. God, I want it to be real this time.

“Victory,” Cade roars, his control close to snapping.

Tilting my hips in response, he collapses on top of me, covering me from head to toe with his comforting weight.

“Thank God,” he breathes, forehead pressed to mine. “There’s nothing I want more than to bury my cum deep inside you.”

I’m boneless, my body thrumming with pleasure, and I can’t keep track of all the sensations. I want to freeze this moment in my memory bank so I can remember every detail forever.

“Hey,” Cade says, slowing his pace.

Looking into his eyes, I smile shyly. “Hey.”

His lips are on mine, possessive and fierce, as his tongue explores every inch of my mouth with an eagerness that reminds me of the first time.

When his hips get frantic, his mouth forgets what to do, and he temporarily freezes. I suck on his tongue as he shoots endless bursts of hot cum inside me, every pulse of his cock causing my sex to grip him harder.

He pulls his mouth away and bites my shoulder as he groans, his body thrashing in my arms. “Holy fuck,” he mutters against my neck.

Cade rolls onto his back and drags me along with him, his cock still inside me. I rest my head on his pounding heart, and his deep rumbling laugh of satisfaction fills our private bubble.

I’m smiling so hard my cheeks hurt.

“Wow,” he manages.

I grab the blanket and pull it over top of us, settling into him and licking the racing pulse point in his throat.

“Don’t leave me,” Cade growls, tilting my chin so I have to look into his eyes. The sated expression full of relief and gratitude rocks me.

“I won’t.”

“And who the fuck is Vince?” Cade demands roughly.

I giggle. “You’re a jealous monster. Your cock is still inside me, and you’re asking about another guy.”

He shakes me. “Who is he?”

“He’s no one,” I reassure him. “We had one date.”

“Did you fuck him?” he demands, anger pulsing in frantic beats.

“No, I didn’t. I wasn’t lying. It’s only been you.”

Cade’s had countless women since me, and that hurts like hell. I have no idea why he broke up with me or why he’s so possessive over me now. But it isn’t the time for that conversation.

“First andlastdate,” he grumbles.

I kiss him softly. “Deal. In return, you’ve seen the last of Britt. And only God, Bobby, and Gavin know who else.”

“I’m on a very strict Victory-only diet,” Cade vows.

And now that we’ve taken this step together, and I’m vulnerable and exposed to more pain, I can only hope it’s true this time.

Chapter 25

Victory

Cadewakesupearlyand hikes high enough to call Hannah, who immediately leaves to rescue us. Trying to pull myself together so I’m presentable on a plane is fruitless. I smell like sex and Cade, which isn’t a half-bad combination.

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