Page 55 of Alpha's Redemption

Valen's tongue tangles with mine in a fight for control that I am on the verge of losing when I push him back, trying to undo his damn belt. His fingers wrap around my wrists, prying my hands away before one arm goes around my waist and the other to my thigh. With strong fingers, he hoists me higher and nearly stumbles into the dining room table. I wrap my legs around his waist and he growls, about to press me against the dining room table when I pull away and shriek.

“Candles, candles!” I tell him—he nearly lifted and cooked my ass on a bunch of them.

“Whoops,” he laughs, turning and heading for the bedroom.

“No! Put them out first,” I gasp, and he groans, moving toward the table and blowing them out quickly before he turns toward the hall leading toward our room.

What about the rest? Now that I’ve pointed out the candles, I keep thinking of the fire hazard in the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Valen doesn’t seem to care—his lips leave mine and nip at my chin and neck before his teeth graze over my mark, making me grip his hair to tug his head back. His hands squeeze my ass and I moan into his mouth.

But again, what about the candles!

“Valen, the candles,” I murmur around his lips that assault mine as he pushes me against the bed and presses himself between my legs. He keeps his weight off me with his arm beside my head as he rocks his hips against me, making me moan softly.

“Valen, the candles. Candles!” I shriek, and he groans, pulling away and looking down at me.

“They're fine,” he growls, nipping at my lips, but I shake my head. “Everly, I will smell them if they set anything on fire,” he says, and I purse my lips.

“Geez, woman, you're a pain in my ass,” he purrs, pushing off me and walking out, muttering about having to blow out the candles. I hear him groan and I laugh as he blows them out.

“Fuck! Whose stupid idea was this?!” I hear him curse, and I laugh again as I move toward the edge of the bed and remove my shirt and bra. When he walks back in, tugging his belt from his black slacks, I reach for him the moment he’s close enough, gripping the waistband of his pants and yanking him toward me.

Desperately, I unzip his pants, shoving them down his legs, making him laugh as he steps out of them. Almost immediately, I grab his hard cock in my hand, wrapping my lips around the end and licking up the pre-cum, making him groan.

Valen's hips jerk and he sighs. His fingers run through my hair as I run my tongue up the side of his shaft, sucking on the tip. My hands move between his legs, cupping his balls before tugging down on them. He groans as I take him in my mouth, sucking every inch of his aroused flesh, bobbing my head as I find my rhythm while enjoying the noises he makes. I know it’s hard for him not to thrust into my mouth as he wants—his legs are shaking when I grip his hips, pulling him onto the bed.

“I'm not sure how I feel about you manhandling me,” he laughs as I shove him onto his back and move to kneel between his legs. My fingers wrap around his shaft again and I stroke his hard length, dipping my head and wrapping my lips around him once more.

“Fuck!” he curses, his hand fisting my hair as his cock glides over my tongue. Lifting my eyes, I watch his reactions as I suck harder, enjoying the way his hand trembles in my hair as he tries not to force me down on him but then fails. I gag and growl, and he lifts his hands in mock surrender, placing them behind his head.

“I won't touch, promise,” he smirks. I return my lips to his cock, swirling my tongue around the tip.

“But I’m glad I was right,” he chuckles, and I look at him, taking more of him in my mouth and his lips part.

‘Right about what?’I mind-link, since my mouth is full of his girth.

“That you would be eating my sausage,” he laughs. I graze my teeth up his cock and raise an eyebrow at him.

‘Hmm, I should probably chew my food before swallowing,’I mind-link back.

“I'll be quiet, just keep sucking, I'll be quiet,” he says, winking at me. I cover my teeth with my lips again and continue sucking his cock while running my tongue along his length.

“Just eat your sausage,” he chuckles, and my lips leave his cock with an audible pop. I’m about to go off on him, but he suddenly sits up, pinning my arms and yanking me against his chest before quickly rolling so our positions are reversed.

He kisses me softly, cutting off the profanities I was going to spit at him. His hips roll against mine suggestively and I gasp before he sits back on his knees and grips my leggings, pulling them down my legs. After tossing them aside, he grips my knees and pushes them apart before running his hands up my thighs, exposing me to him. His gaze makes me hot. I never feel self-conscious with him, the complete opposite, so I don’t feel the need to cover up or close my legs as his eyes trail over my naked body.

With his gaze between my legs, his hand moves down my thigh to the apex of my legs so he can brush his thumb against my clit. Fingers splayed across my lower abdomen, he rubs his thumb over it, making me moan softly as he teases me. I rock my hips against him, but his other hand pushes on my thigh harder, holding me still.

His hand moves again and he runs his fingertips over my lower lips before twisting his hand and slipping his index finger inside me, making me gasp as he slides it out, then watches as he corkscrews it back in.

He adds a second finger, and I throw my head back, lifting my hips for him. He fucks me with his fingers, sliding them in out, watching my reactions as he forces them in deeper with his thumb pressed against my clit. I squeeze my eyes shut as I feel my orgasm building, getting nearer as he builds up friction.

The bed dips as he leans over, sucking on my nipple before tugging it with his teeth. After a moment, he sits back, watching his fingers plunge inside me before placing his other hand on my chest and squeezing my breast. His fingers move harder and faster while he squeezes my breast with the other, rolling my nipple between his fingers, watching me squirm. The entire room smells of lust and my arousal.

Once again, Valen leans down and kisses me. There’s an urgency and heat to the kiss as our tongues tangle. His tongue is hot as it dominates my mouth. Without pulling away, he pushes my leg higher, trapping it between his arm and body as he positions himself at my entrance before sinking his hard cock into my depths and our bodies come together, his hips flush against mine.

Valen holds himself up before dragging his cock out and sliding it around my opening, then farther up towards my clit, coating himself in my arousal. He groans before pushing the head of his cock inside again.

Slowly, inch by inch, he pushes in until he’s sheathed deep inside me. His lips move to my neck and up my jaw before kissing me once again. Equally slowly, he starts to pump in and out, his cock brushing all the right places and driving me wild with the slow pace. I rock my hips against him, wanting him to move faster.

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