Sold To The Alphas I Hate - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Mating
I let her lips go at last, granting her a moment to breathe. But instead of relief, she gave me a displeased glare, her chest rising and falling in desperate gasps. The heat was consuming her, making her greedier, hungrier, even if it threatened to suffocate her.

I cupped her cheek gently, my forehead resting against hers, panting against her trembling lips. “Don’t suffocate,” I murmured, my voice hoarse. “We still have much ahead of us.”

She didn’t listen. Instead, her hands shot up, clutching the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair as she pulled me to her. Her lips crashed onto mine with wild force, the taste of her hitting me like a sweet shock that shook my entire being.

She was wild. Demanding. Dominant in her desperation. If she could be like this with only my kiss, what would happen when I finally laid her down on our bed and fuck her senseless?

The thought sent my wolf snarling inside me, clawing with impatience.

I gave in.

Without breaking the kiss, I swept her into my arms, lifting her easily. Her legs wrapped around my waist, clinging to me, pulling me tighter. My hands slid beneath her, gripping her bare thighs as her short dress had ridden high, leaving her soft skin beneath my palms.

I walked out of that secret room, carrying her just like that, as there was no way I would fuck her in such cramped space.

The perfect room was there, the one which I had built for both of us with every moment of future I saw with her.

My every step steady yet burning with urgency, her mouth still moving against mine, relentless, her lips devouring me as though she couldn’t bear even a heartbeat of distance.

I reached the door, kicked it open, and stepped inside.

The room welcomed us.

Still locked in her kiss, I let us fall into the bed, my body hovering above hers, our mouths desperate, our breaths uneven, the fire between us unquenchable. Her hands roamed me, pulling me closer, while I tasted her over and over, never sated, never enough.

“So desperate, huh?” I murmured against her lips. “You are going to make me lose my mind.”

Her eyes shone golden, like the once that of her wolf’s as her hands moved in urgency to tear my shirt apart, her gasped had turned wild, accompanied by the soft impatient growls of her wolf.

I moved back and pulled the both sides of my shirt swiftly, discarding it on the floor in a moment.

Her gaze darkened at the view of my bare torso, almost hungry to ravish it. That’s my greedy, little, lustful wolf.

I grabbed her hands and pulled her up to sit, and she didn’t take a time to get her hands on me, exploring my chest and stomach in greedy touch, in hungry gaze.

Meanwhile, I held the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head, her body entirely bare to my gaze. I pushed her back. Her body sank into the bed as I hovered above her.

Before she could touch me this time, I pinned her hands above her head. She was left glaring at me as she couldn’t touch me. I could hear her unspoken curses.

“Eira…” I whispered against her lips, the scent of her arousal making my wolf claw at me, demanding I take her now, rough and fast. “..If you keep up like this…I might fuck the hell out of you…don’t tempt me to turn into a beast…”

In response, she struggled to free her hands, her body trying to press against mine where it ached her, ready to take what she wished at any cost. She had lost her reasons, all she needed was that release she was aching for.

Pinning her hands, my mouth trailed from her lips down the line of her jaw, along her throat where her pulse throbbed wildly beneath my tongue.

“Here…I am going to mark you tonight…” my teeth roughly grazed her delicate skin, before moving down to her chest to taste those soft and delicate mounds.

She arched against me with a soft gasp, “Please…”

Finally she said something and I looked back at her.

Her moist eyes were pleading to me. Keeping her hands restraint, my hands straight moved between her legs. I didn’t want to keep her waiting for long. Or rather, I couldn’t wait to burry my aching cock inside her now.

She let out the heavy gasp the moment my fingers slid between her wet and swollen folds, exploring them skilfully.

Damn it, she was soaking wet, ready to take me right away.

My fingers entered her, two at a time and she accepted them with ease, her back arching up in pleasure, her hips already moving against my fingers. Her inside clutching against them, ready to swallow them entirely.

I watched her, her every reaction only adding to turning my wolf wild.

Fucking her with my fingers for a while, I stopped, only to earn another deadly glare from her as if she was going to kill me. But I was doing it for her. I removed my pants right under her gaze which locked on my cock, her gaze utterly satisfied and hungrier than before.

My patience and restraint entirely slipped away now. I parted her legs, settled between her legs, only to thrust hard inside her. There was no gentleness, no care or patience, nor did she need it.

Instead I gave her what she needed the most- My cock to fill her cunt, rough and hard.

She came right away the moment I thrust her. A loud wild cry left her mouth, gasping heavily, her body shuddering wildly with the wave of orgasm without me even having to fuck her properly.

Damn it. She was on the edge already.

She looked undone, vulnerable—and yet never more beautiful.

I leaned down, letting my weight press on her, my lips hovering over her gasping ones. My cock still throbbing inside her, waiting for her to calm down from the wave of her first orgasm, and then fuck her senseless over and over again.

Now inside her, having tasted her, I was sure, I was not going to stop anytime soon and this was going to be the longest night of both our lives.