Alpha’s Unwanted Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

I think Saint is actually loving this more than me, for sure, but... yeah, I don't hate this. I love holding him in my hand and having him inside of my mouth, I love knowing I'm making him feel good. I love how he's holding my head, with much more care than ever before.I moan around his fat dick and try to take as much of it as possible. It makes me choke right away because I'm not used to it, but I push through. I have to make it good."Fuck, baby," he moans and thrusts his hips, making me choke again, but he doesn't move back, "Breathe through your nose and relax your throat. I'm going to fuck your mouth."Holy shit. I try to follow his instructions, but he gives me no time. Before I know what's going on, he holds onto my head and starts literally fucking my mouth. I feel like I'm going to pass out, but I remember to breathe through my nose and I just... let him use me. Saint is moaning and calling me baby, his dick harder than life and making me forget about absolutely everythi

"You really like me, then?" I ask, unable to let this go. I need those words, I need them. I need to know I'm not actually stupid and delusional and he has been into me this whole damn time, "You've always liked me?" "I've been into you the whole time, yes," he finally admits and starts hinting at another finger inside of me. Fuck, even one is too much, but I bet two will feel way better, "You... might be... my type." "What?" I ask, starting to lose my mind a little but forcing myself to pay attention to his words. They are more important than the delicious pressure in my ass, "What does that mean?" He goes deeper, fully giving me his two fingers. He pushes them in and out until I get used to the sensation. "It means I’m really into you. And I’ve never been this into someone before," he finally responds and does something inside my ass that has me throwing my head back and moaning out loud. Fuck, he's deeper now. He's actually inside of me, with two full fingers, "I've never

"I don't want tonight to end," I admit, melting against Saint’s chest and feeling safer than ever before. This is probably the first night I feel absolutely certain nothing bad will happen to me. He wouldn't let it happen, "You're... even though you're a huge asshole most times... you're starting to be really important to me. And I know I shouldn't say that and I should keep it cool, but I believe we should say what we feel. We don't know when we're going to die, you know? I wouldn't want to die tomorrow without taking this off my chest, even if I sound like an idiot." Saint tightens his hold on me and kisses my cheek from behind a few times. I fight against my need to turn around and kiss him for real. "You're not an idiot," he says, his mouth against my skin, "I love how much you value life, how human you are, it's one of my many favorite things about you. But I need you to understand that you are the most important person in my life, without competition. I swear, it's like I

{ Eros }The second I'm alone in my room, I grab my phone with my shaky hands and call the one person who can make me feel good right now. "Birdie?" She answers immediately, surprised, "Hi, baby!” "Hi, Dolly," I say, dropping my sore ass in my bed and falling backwards, "Did I wake you?""Yes, but I'm not pissed about it," she murmurs and I can hear the smile on her face. I wish I could see... "I'll video-call you, wait a sec."She ends the call and calls me again two seconds later, except this time her pretty face fills my phone when I answer. Her hair is all over the place and her face has last night's make-up. She's so... her. Unapologetically Dolly. A little bit of a mess, but cute about it."I missed your face–""You look so cute–" she says at the same time as me and we both laugh, "I missed your face too, handsome. How's it going in Cancun?"Huh?!?"How the hell do you know where I am? I haven't posted anything," I let out, starting to freak out because there’s no way she kno

{ Saint } "You okay?" Sammy asks when I cover my eyes with my hand, "Are you hungover? Because I have pills." "I have a migraine," I respond and this time is not a lie, my head is pounding because I'm fighting my wolf and the future at the same time. I refuse to see how much it changed after last night. For good or for bad, right now I just don't want to fucking know. I want to be normal for a while. "How many do you have?" I ask, Sammy pulls out a little bottle with pills. There's plenty, "Can I have them all? I'll pay for them." She stops and gives me a scandalized look "They're strong, there's no way you can take more than... three," she says, but I shake my head. I need a lot more than three, "Saint, you'll die." "Let me," I say and laugh as she extends the pills to me with an unsure expression. "Is he suicidal?" She asks Brody, who was about to fall back asleep. He sits up straighter and yawns before responding. "Nah, we're just too big for normal medicine," he starts an