Page 29 of Planet Wolf

I tugged at his shirt. I couldn’t rip it and probably wouldn’t if I could—I hated shopping, the last thing I wanted to do was to always be purchasing clothes—so I needed some help getting it off him. He grinned before he threw it over his head.

“No more ripping my clothes. It’s sexy, but I don’t have that many of them.”

He made a growling noise, so I kissed him again. “You can make that noise, though. I love it.”

“I’m glad, because I’m not sure I can control it when it comes to you.” He kissed my neck. “I’m going to bite you right there, just so you know. I’ll control myself with your clothes; however, my mate will have all the clothes she wants. We’ll see to it.”

I groaned. “I don’t want to talk about clothes right now.” Not even a little bit. “Except the part where I get us both out of them.”

We were a ridiculous tangle of arms and legs as we stripped each other out of our clothing. I almost elbowed him in the nose once, which earned me that growl again and a kiss on the end of my elbow. I hadn’t known that could be a sexual part of my body, but I moaned as his lips touched me.

“Oh she has a spot right there.” He kissed it again. “How completely convenient.” He kissed my elbow again.

I practically melted. “It’s not that my elbow is a spot, I can promise you that. It’s that you’re the one kissing it.”

“I like that even better. Okay, then, I’ll think of it as our spot.” He kissed me, this time on my mouth, and our tongues danced together. Alfie stroked my breast, stopping at my nipple to tease it. We kissed and kissed as I drove myself closer to his cock. I wanted to grind myself against him, but our position made it more difficult than I would have liked.

He slipped a finger inside of me. I knew what he’d find. I was wet, practically dripping for him. My body pulsed around his fingers as he found my clit. In a circular motion, he started to touch me. There was a rhythm to how he pleasured me, and it was just what I needed. I leaned back, my neck feeling heavy as my eyes closed of their own volition.

There was nothing but pleasure right then. All-consuming bliss, and I’d never been so happy to be swept away in anything in my life as I was right then. I held my own breasts, squeezing them, but he made that noise again so I let go. He replaced one of my hands with his mouth, sucking hard. I bucked against his hand, coming faster than I ever believed was possible.

The chair vibrated with our movements. I hoped it would hold up to the assault we were giving it, but I wasn’t sure I would give a shit if we fell. I might just roll him over and keep going. I panted, needing more than his fingers. I craved Alfie’s hot cock.

“Inside of me, please.”

“What is thisplease? You tell me what you want, and you have it. That’s how this fucking works.”

Fine. “Then give me what I want, Alfie.”

His smile was fast. “As my mate wishes.”

He jumped up. Where were we going? As it turned out, nowhere. Alfie pushed everything off the table and laid me down on it. Things crashed around us. Damn. It was ridiculously hot. Alfie pushed inside of me. He was long, hard, thick, and it hurt for a second to accommodate him. It was discomfort I was happy to have, because a second later he more than fit inside of me.

Alfie moved fast. I’d no sooner catch my breath than he would pull out and push back in, again and again. I wanted more, wrapping my legs around him to draw him further inside. He moaned. It was the best sound I’d ever heard. I could hear his longing for me in the sound, and I fucking loved it.

“Didn’t expect to ever have this. Not ever. Didn’t believe.”

He wasn’t using full sentences, and that was fine, because I couldn’t think clearly, anyway. I could only feel, and in that moment, everything I felt—years of loneliness, fear, and discomfort—fled into nothing but pleasure. I just loved how Alfie made me feel.

I cried out his name who knew how many times? He followed me, and as I tried to catch my breath, he bit me right where he said he would. I laughed, not sure what to do with all the feelings rushing through me, making my heart race. I desperately wanted to bite him back. I wanted my mark right there, on his neck.

But my teeth were dull. I’d never be able to give him what he gave me, and that seemed so unfair. I couldn’t dwell, not when there was Alfie and the way that he felt temporarily on top of me on a table on a spaceship heading back to the Wolf planet.

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“Is it too late?”I asked as I played with Alfie’s hair. We sat together on the bench next to the chair. I lay on him more than sat with him as he looked at the readings from my watch. There was an ease to him that hadn’t been there before.

He kissed my neck where he’d bit me, frowning. “Too late for what? Does that hurt?”

I ignored the second question. Of course it hurt, but that was neither here nor there at the moment. I liked my new mark. I didn’t care if it hurt. “I was thinking I might like to say goodbye to my mother. It might be nuts. I mean, she won’t know one way or the other that I’m even there, but she’s in a hospital near Mars. Is it too late? It suddenly feels like something I should do.”

The shuttle made a noise, and there was the slightest vibration. Alfie grinned. “That would be Jadon saying, yes, we can go. He’s turning the shuttle. He’ll find the location in our database. You can say goodbye to your mom. I’d like to see her. Maybe I can help.”

I sighed. “You know how I don’t make any sense? Neither does she. She’s entirely dependent now, can’t feed or bathe herself.” I closed my eyes. “I don’t want to end up like that.”

“You won’t.” It wasn’t Alfie who answered me. It was Jadon. “I won’t allow it.”

I opened my lids and sat up. “Is that within the Alpha’s purview to control?”

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