Page 56 of Unhinged Alphas
More than enough.
My hands slide up his back, relishing the play of muscles beneath his scarred skin. I dig my nails in, leaving crescent-shaped marks of my own. Wraith hisses, his hips stuttering for a moment before finding their rhythm again.
The coil of tension in my belly winds tighter with each thrust, each brush of his pubic bone against my clit. I'm close, teetering on the edge of bliss, but I need just a little more.
"Please," I gasp, my voice barely above a whisper. "I need... I need..."
I don't even know what I'm asking for, butWraith seems to understand. One of his hands leaves my hip, sliding between our bodies to where we're joined. His rough thumb finds my clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure.
"Wraith, I'm close. I'm so close?—"
His response is a low growl, his hips snapping forward with renewed vigor.
The dual stimulation pushes me over the edge. With a cry that's half scream, half sob, I come undone beneath him. Intense waves crash over me, each one more mind-blowing than the last.
Wraith doesn't stop, doesn't even slow down. He fucks me through my orgasm, prolonging it until I'm a quivering, dizzy mess beneath him. As his pace intensifies, I feel his knot bumping against my entrance with each powerful thrust. My body craves him,allof him, in a way that both thrills and terrifies me.
His knot is huge.Waytoo huge.
But I fucking need it.
"Wraith," I gasp, my voice barely audible over his growls. "You can... if you want to... your knot. It's okay."
His movements falter for a moment, his eyes searching mine to make sure I mean what I'm asking for.
"I want it," I say again, heat flooding my cheeks at the admission. He's still staring at me. I'm going to have to be really fucking clear. "Ineedit. I need you inside me. All of you."
A low rumble vibrates through his chest, part growl, part purr. He nods, his gaze intense as he resumes his rhythm, more controlled now but no less passionate.
I reach down between us, spreading myself wider around him and trying not to let my face show how tight the fit is. The last thing I need is for him to panic while he's buried to the hilt inside me. My fingers brush against where we're joined, slick with my arousal, and I shudder at the contact.
"Like this," I murmur, guiding him. "Slow..."
Wraith follows my lead, pressing forward with agonizing slowness. The pressure builds, bordering on uncomfortable, and then...
"Oh!" I gasp as his knot slips inside, stretching me impossibly wide. The feeling is indescribable—fullness, pressure, a hint of pain that quickly morphs into ecstasy so intense I can't breathe through it.
Wraith goes utterly still above me, his whole body trembling with the effort of restraint. His alpha instincts are clearly warring with his fear of hurting me.
"You feel so good," I breathe, gazing adoringly at him. "So perfect."
Something snaps in Wraith's gaze. With a snarl, he begins to move again. His thrusts are shallow now, his knot keeping him locked inside me, but the grinding pressure against my most sensitive spots has me seeing stars.
Wraith's body goes rigid above me, his muscles locking as he drives himself impossibly deeper. I feel the exact moment he starts to come. His knot swells even larger within me, stuffing me to my absolute limit. The pressure is almost unbearable, teetering on the edge between pleasure and pain.
And then I feel it—the first pulse of his release. It's like a dam breaking, hot and thick and seemingly endless. Each throb of his cock sends another wave crashing through me, filling me up in a way I've never experienced before.
My body responds instinctively, inner walls clenching around him, milking him for every drop. The sensation triggers another orgasm, more intense than any before. It rips through me like a lightning strike, setting every nerve ending on fire.
I cry out, my voice raw and primal. My vision whites out, the world narrowing to nothing but the feel of Wraith inside me, the overwhelmingfullness, the liquid heat spreading through my core.
Wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over me, each one more powerful than the last. I'm drowning in sensation, lost in a sea of pure bliss. My body arches off the bed, pressing against Wraith's massive frame, seeking more contact, more friction, more of everything.
His arms wrap around me, holding me close as we both shudder through our shared climax. His broad chest heaves against mine, our heartbeats thundering in perfect sync. I can feel the vibrations of his growls through his entire body, a constant rumble that seems to reverberate through my very bones. It's not quite a purr, not quite a growl. Something in between.
And I love it.
Our scents mingle in the air around us, honeysuckle and stone and petrichor and leather all blending into something new and intoxicating. It's us, together, perfectly in sync. The smell wraps around us like a cocoon, heightening every sensation.