Page 12 of Alpha Geek

Running his tongue up her slit, Amelia moaned, jerking wildly. He could see the animal beneath as the ropes strained, and he should have been afraid.

Instead, he was turned on. He was done for.

“Enough.” She spoke through gritted teeth, and he gave a short, sharp laugh.

But he obliged her. He got up and, sliding between her thighs, he leaned down to kiss her. The rest of his body hovered above hers.

His cock was wet and hard, standing at attention. He could feel the heat of her pussy just inches away from his.

And again, her shifter strength was obvious as threads of the rope started to snap. “Careful,” he murmured with a grin.

Her green eyes flashed a silvery-white light. Her moans became a low rumbling purr. He pushed forward as she leaned in to bite his neck softly, her wet, slick opening taking him.

A low hiss escaped Amelia as she took his hard member inside her, arching her back off the bed. He pushed all the way in and stayed still, letting her get accustomed to his cock.

She threw her head back, whimpering as he reached up and twisted one of her nipples.

Then, rocking his hips, he started to thrust into her. Her pussy was hot, wet, and soft. It drove him insane. And even more so when Amelia thrust her hips upward, even though the restraints had her tied down.

He met each thrust with his own, one hand twisting her nipples while the other wandered downward.

Amelia writhed as he flicked her clit, and she shuddered. The muscles in Tripp’s body tightened.

And there was something so erotic about her not being able to do anything. All she could do was watch him fuck her. All she could do was take what he gave her.

And his cock had never been harder than it was right then.

Her whimpers and his groans filled the room, and sweat dripped from his body onto her.

Tripp knew Amelia was close to her peak when her hips started bucking erratically. Her body shuddered, and she thrashed as her climax swept in.

He couldn’t help himself then as his balls tightened. Tripp exploded in his own climax, arching his back as Amelia’s subsided.

He spilled inside her, and her soft, shuddering moans told him she felt it too.

SEVEN

AMELIA

Amelia and Tripp collapsed in the heat of their lovemaking. After he untied her, of course. The snow leopard inside her purred with satisfaction as she watched Tripp fall asleep.

Then, once she knew he wouldn’t wake, she got up and padded to the bathroom.

Sparks of pleasure still rippled over her body, and her clit tingled as she looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, and the coral-red lipstick she had worn to the party was completely smudged.

And she had never felt better.

Meeting her mate and then falling into bed with him was not how she imagined things going.

She also still couldn’t quite believe that her mate was a human. It wasn’t unheard of, but it was rare for snow leopard shifters.

They usually didn’t mate outside their species, and all the snow leopard shifters she knew had found mates among their own kind.

But it didn’t matter to her.

She had only spent a very short amount of time with him, but she already knew that Tripp was special.

Just then, her phone buzzed. It was an information package from Nick. As she scrolled through it, the itinerary of their trip became clear.

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