Page 106 of The Denver Alpha

Another growl escapes him as he rocks back onto his heels, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Christ, Juliet, if I knew you were bare under this dress, we wouldn’t have made it through dinner.”

He rakes his eyes over my naked body, devouring me with his gaze. Every inch of me feels like it’s on fire, liquid heat pulsing beneath my veins as he takes his time, driving the white-hotneedto new heights.

“Please, Cole,” I whine, tugging against the tie around my wrists, my body writhing. I’m not too proud to beg when I’m this worked up, desperate for his hands, his mouth. Desperate for relief that only he can deliver.

It doesn’t hurt that the man loves it when I beg. The corner of his mouth kicks up and he grabs ahold of my bunched up dress again, dragging it down to my calves, my feet. He slides my heels off before he removes the dress completely, dropping it onto the bed beside him and placing his hands on my knees, nudging them apart.

I let them fall open, a rumble of approval vibrating in Cole’s chest as his eyes zero in on the apex of my thighs.

“Look how wet you are for me, baby,” he murmurs, trailing his fingers up my thighs until he’s sliding one along my slit. Then he withdraws his touch, holding up his finger so I can see the sheen of my arousal glistening on it.

“Just fuck me,” I plead, panting, writhing.

That wicked grin returns as he gives a little shake of his head. “Didn’t I say I wanted to take my time?”

I cry out in frustration, tugging against the tie around my wrists. He only chuckles as he watches me struggle with a savage gleam in his eye.A wolf toying with his prey.

Cole shifts on the bed until he’s kneeling between my spread legs, running his hands up and down my inner thighs. He drags his gaze up my body again until his eyes collide with mine. “Have I ever told you how beautiful you are, Juliet?”

“Once or twice,” I breathe impatiently.

He licks his lips, grinning cruelly. “You look fuckingdelicious. Good enough to eat.”

Cole spreads my thighs wide, pinning them beneath his palms as he dives down to lick into me. I cry out at the sudden assault of pleasure, my body jerking against my restraints- the tie around my wrists, his hands against my thighs. I’m completely at his mercy, andfuck, the lack of control of my own body combined with what he’s doing between my legs has me hurtling toward my climax at record speed.

He drags his tongue along my slit, hardening it into a point and plunging it into my entrance, fucking me with it. Then he’s licking his way back up, swirling that skilled tongue of his around my clit, flicking and sucking it until I’m half crazed. When he plunges a finger inside me, I lose it completely- my orgasm crashes down upon me like a tidal wave, taking me under. He doesn’t let up, doesn’t stop as I buck my hips against his face and scream until my throat is raw.

A thin sheen of sweat coats my skin by the time I come back into myself, blinking my eyes open at the sound of Cole’s belt unbuckling. I pick my head up off the pillow, watching with rapt attention as he slides off the bed to stand and shoves down his pants and boxers. His erection springs free, slapping against his lower stomach, the sight of his impressive cock making my mouth water.

He removes his shoes and pants, completely naked when he crawls back onto the bed between my legs.

“You ready for my cock, baby?” Cole teases as he positions himself between my thighs, dragging the head of his dick through my wetness.

“Yes,” I breathe. I wriggle my hips, trying to get him where I want him. “Please, Cole…”

He pulls back. “Hm, maybe I should make you wait a little longer,” he muses.

I level him with a glare. “Only if you have a death wish.”

Cole throws his head back on a laugh. “You’re something, you know that?” He moves in closer again, teasing my clit with the head of his cock. “Look at you, baby… completely at my mercy, and still you have the balls to threaten me.”

“Don’t act like you don’t like it,” I snap.

He grins, sliding his cockhead along my slit until it’s poised right at my entrance. “No, Jules,” he murmurs as he slowly, tortuously, starts to push inside. “I fuckingloveit.”

My breath catches as Cole inches forward, stretching my tight channel with his girth. Inch by inch, he buries himself inside me, his hands gripping my hips as he bites back a groan. He wasn’t kidding about taking his time, and the slow drag of his cock against my inner walls is the sweetest torture. By the time he’s fully seated inside me, he’s trembling from the restraint. He pulls out halfway, just as slow, his eyes flickering up to mine.

Then he lets go. A scream tears from my mouth as he snaps his hips forward, then pulls back, fucking me hard and deep, but not fast. He leans down over me to capture my lips, swallowing my screams as he circles his hips, grinding against my clit. He doesn’t stop kissing me as he reaches up, releasing my hands from their binds. They immediately land on his shoulders, my fingernails digging in as he rides my body.

I wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him in to take him even deeper as his lips move to my neck, sucking against my sensitive skin.

“Mine,” Cole growls, and I feel the rumble of it all the way to the tips of my toes. “My mate. My wife. My fucking everything.Mine.”

“And you’remine,” I echo, moaning louder with every hard thrust.

Cole kisses his way down my neck, across my shoulder. I feel the scrape of teeth against my skin as he works his way back to the juncture between them, the telltale sting of the point of his canines.

Then he sinks them into my flesh.

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