《Chosen by Fate, Rejected by the Alpha》Chapter 216 - Reece - No Control (VOLUME 2) ((MATURE))
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Reece
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For the last half an hour, at least, my sexy Little Bunny had been slowly torturing me. Licking, kissing, nipping, devouring my body like it was the only source of nourishment she needed. But my need, my desire, my hunger for her only grew with every second. By the time that she had made her way back down to the dip of my hip and hovered above my erection I felt harder than I had ever been in my entire life. So hard that my erection seemed to be made of nothing less than steel.
I needed to feel her. Her sweet, dusky folds enveloping me, hugging me tight. The muscles of her sweet passage milking me of every last drop until I was spent and could no longer move. I had reached a level of desire I never thought was possible.
"Please baby. Please!" I had pleaded with her, my voice quivered as I begged once again for her to take me inside her tight opening. Then, like a merciful goddess, she guided me to her opening and I nearly wept with relief.
She lowered herself, shifting her legs until every last inch of my erection was buried deep within her core. We both cried out at the feel of it.
"Ahhh." She seemed to gasp and shudder at the feel of me pressing into her.
"Oh Goddess." I threw my head back and cried out in thanks. "Thank you baby." I could feel the smile on my face and was unable to stop it.
Slowly, she began to raise up, lifting herself and pulling my cock out of her.
"Ngh." I shuddered at the feeling of the slow, almost hypnotic move. Then next thing I knew she lowered herself again, her tight core wrapping around me once more. I couldn't help it, I cried out again, this time wordlessly.
"Ahh." I mimicked her cry from just a moment ago.
This time, when she raised herself up I dug my hips into the mattress, assisting her in pulling me out of her, and when she went to slide back down I slammed my hips back up, driving myself into her hard and fast.
"Ngh, ahh." She cried out twice from the feel of the invasion. "Reece." My name on her lips was always like a whip that pushed me forward and pulled my wolf to the brink.
I had seen her eyes, the primal desire that was riding in them. I knew that her beast was in control and I wanted to let mine out too, but he would have nothing to do in this position.
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"I need to touch you, to feel you." I pleaded. "Please."
"I want your hands all over me." She agreed, instantly dissolving the magic that was holding me in place.
Once I was free to move, I let my beast take over. I wrapped my arms around her waist and flipped us over. Spreading her beneath me like she had spread me beneath her. My hands moved over her touching anything and everything they could. I would never get enough of her, the feel of her flesh, the mind blowing intensity of her kisses, the tight, squeezing pressure of her core. She was my heaven.
I didn't stop touching her even as I pulled back, drawing out of her until just the tip of my erection was left inside her flaming hot core. She ran her hands across my back and held on tight as I drove into her fast and hard.
"Oh! Reece!" Her voice, her words, they were both the sweetest thing I had ever heard. And the nails she dug into my back, scratching her desire and pleasure into my flesh and leaving lines was like a trophy I had won at the end of a long marathon. It had been a marathon too, holding back and hanging in long enough until she released me.
"Trinity." I whispered her name into her ear. I kept my back arched and my forehead pressed against hers as I pulled back again. Once again I slammed into her and elicited a moan.
In and out, fast and hard. I set about creating a rhythm that was designed to please us both and drive us toward the edge of paradise. I drove in and out listening to the song of her moans and heavy, panting breaths as they sang right into my face.
I refused to pull my face from hers. Every few thrusts I kissed or licked her lips. I would capture moans and swallow their intensity inside of me only to return it in a stronger, harder, or faster thrust. The chorus of this beautiful song she was weaving for me was my name that she panted over and over as she neared the precipice of glory.
"Reece." She gasped over and over.
"Trinity." I called her name in turn, turning the song into a duet as our bodies slammed into each other, dancing the most primal dance there was.
I felt the core of her body tighten to a near painful sheath around me and knew she was about to come apart in my arms. I shifted and drove myself into her harder and deeper, throwing my head back as I cried out upon my own release. She answered my cry with a wordless one of her own. Coming together and falling together in a breathless heap was like the end of the song bringing our dance to a stop.
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But I wasn't nearly done with her. I needed her like air right now. My beast was in charge and there was no stopping him or me. And the answering look of hunger in her eyes as she blinked up at me told me that she was not yet sated either.
I pulled myself out of her and lifted her to her knees. I kissed her long and hard, devouring her mouth like the beast I truly was deep inside. When the kiss broke I turned her, close to but not quite rough with my movements.
Once she had her back to me I pushed her over the pillows and pulled her hips toward me. I fitted myself against her core which was still twitching slightly from her climax. I didn't pause for more than a second beforeI drove myself deep inside again.
"Reece!" She shook beneath me as she took me again, her twitching core instantly starting to milk around me once more.
I draped my body over hers, feeling her soft heated flesh pressed against my own. Our bodies, both slick with sweat, moved in perfect time with each other. Again and again I drove into her. Our flesh slapping against each other making the music for our primal dance and panting lyrics. She came over and over again, screaming with each orgasm. But I still wasn't done, even after my second orgasm.
I changed our positions again. Moving to slide off the bed, I pulled her until her ass was just barely past the edge of the mattress. I lifted her legs, hooking her ankles over my shoulders then planting my hands on either side of her head. As I stared down at her, laying there like a dream I never thought would come true for me, I smiled before fitting myself against her again.
"Mine." I growled the word that I had said so many times when taking her. "All mine, forever and ever." With that I drove into her again and she screamed for me.
"Yours, Reece. I'm all yours."
"I love you." I growled the words, primal and driven by my wolf, almost all my words were coming out as growls.
"Ahh, I-I l-l-love y-you t-t-too." Each word took her multiple tries as I pounded into her core, but still her words brought a genuine smile to my lips.
As I drove into her, feeling deeper into her core than I usually did in other positions, I lost almost all ability to think. I just drove in and out of her, pounding away at her body. In that moment she was all the food, water, oxygen, everything that I needed, she was life. My life.
For the third time I felt myself getting ready to leap over that glorious edge. The building of pressure in my body, the tingling and tensing within me. I was nearly there, and right on cue I felt her orgasm building again. She was so sensitive now that it was not hard to build her back up. But she wouldn't last long and if I wanted us to come together again I would need to hurry.
I pictured my future with her as I reached my limit. I pictured my seed taking root inside her and her belly swelling with my pup. I pictured the happy family we could have one day. That was the last thought, the only thought, I was able to muster as my primal need pushed us both into oblivion.
She came on a scream, no words just a sound of pure bliss. I came on a roar of pleasure as I threw my head back and emptied the last of my seed inside her.
I had never had a night so filled with primal need and passion in my life. This was a night to be remembered for sure. Those were my first thoughts as I came back to my senses.
I could feel my strength waning as I held myself above her. Slowly, I unsheathed myself from her body causing her to shudder slightly from the feel of it. Once she was released and my body was free of her, I scooped her up into my arms.
Slowly, I crawled onto the bed and laid in the middle of the mattress, hugging her tight to my side. She was completely spent, seeming unable to move. I have to admit, that gave me a sense of satisfaction in and of itself.
"I love you, Trinity. More than life itself." She was too far gone, too close to sleep, to answer with anything more than a wordless groaning sound.
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