The Alpha's Breeder

I swallowed thickly and bit down on my bottom lip.

Eros squeezed the round globe of my b.r.e.a.s.t.s almost experimentally and molded it into the palms of his hands.

I couldn"t contain the sharp inhale at the pleasurable contact.

My nipples were already extremely hard and poking into the air, trembling as the skin of his palms grazed it from time to time.

This action sends a trail of fire straight to my core.

Eros leaned over again, dark hair tickling my chest when his lips kissed all around my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, everywhere except for the hardened peaks that longed for his touch.

He was trying to tease me again, probably in hopes of seeing me squirming underneath him, panting and moaning like a mess because of his touch, or lack thereof.

Then, he paused.

Eros lifted his head to stare at my face, which I could already tell was probably bright red and extremely aroused.

His beautiful blue eyes were dark in color, giving him a rather dangerous and beast like feel while sweat dripped down from his chin to his neck.

The slightly wicked curve of his lips showed a hint of his sharp canines as he looked up at me.

Then, almost too slowly, his head lowered towards my right breast and he blew hot air onto the sensitive peak.

I s.h.i.+vered in antic.i.p.ation.

Finally, when his mouth closed over the pebbled nipple, I swear, I could see bright lights flash in front of my eyes.

The sensual moan that I tried to swallow down managed to crawl out.

It was low and seductive even to my own ears when it left my lips.

At this point, I found that I couldn"t deny Eros.

When he pulled and bit down on my nipple, I couldn"t help but arch my back as if I was offering myself to him and moan wantonly underneath him.

I was trembling like a baby lamb as he continued to play with my b.r.e.a.s.t.s.

His hot mouth was still attached to my right breast while his hand squeezed and pulled on the nipple of my other one.

Before long, his warm hand traveled southwards, moving past my belly b.u.t.ton until his knuckles brushed against my sensitive mound.

A strangled gasp left my mouth.

He easily parted my thighs to situate himself in between because all my limbs were like jelly.

I felt extremely exposed in this embarra.s.sing position, but I couldn"t find the will to resist.

Eros was staring intently at me.

And my lower stomach clenched tightly at his hot and feral gaze.

He paused.

Again.

Eros continued staring at the area between my legs.

And I could feel myself get wetter if that was even possible.

Was this what it felt like when I was messing with him?

Because the antic.i.p.ation and wait feels awful!

Eros lightly touched my quivering lower lips with the pads of his fingers and then the skin of his knuckles.

I choked down a moan and turned my head away from him.

"You"re so wet," he whispered against my skin, breathing hot air in harsh puffs against my clavicle.

I involuntarily s.h.i.+vered at the intensity of his gaze.

The sensation was almost too much.

I could feel more wetness coat my inner thighs when his fingers lazily circle around my lower lips and rubbed the slick flesh with his middle finger.

The pressure was light and teasing at first.

Eros slowly parted my lower lips and rubbed in an up to down motion until he found my c.l.i.t. Just as his thumb rubbed against it, my entire body jerked.

I was quick to lurch off of the sheets, a breathless moan leaving my mouth when he covered my lips with his and caged my body down.

The friction from his fingers was unbearably pleasurable.

"I want to mark you, Emira," he announced against my mouth, his finger teasing my entrance and smearing the slick juices across his long digits.

Mark?

What mark?

What"s he talking about?

It was obvious that my mind was completely muddled at the moment because the only thing I could think about was his heavenly fingers and the pleasurable sensations that he was creating.

Just when I thought I couldn"t take it anymore, his long finger slowly parted the flesh and pushed inside through layer and layer of delicate muscles at an extremely frustrating pace.