The Alpha’s White Wolf

Chapter 1 ~ s. 14

My eyes travel slowly down his massive body, every inch of him built from hard, defined muscle.

I let my gaze wander, almost afraid of what I might find.

Then my eyes stop at his hands.

Those big hands are gripping the waistband of his pants.

Before I can even look away, his fingers pull them down, taking his underwear with them.

And then I see him.

Just as I thought…

HE’S EVEN BIGGER THAN I COULD HAVE IMAGINED.

My breath catches in my throat.

My eyes widen.

I can’t move.

I can’t even think.

The veins stand out against him, pulsing with every beat of his heart, and the sight leaves me completely overwhelmed.

The tip is already wet.

GOOOOOOOD… HELP ME!!

Stormy screams inside my head.

She’s running faster and faster, completely losing control.

Her mate is right in front of her.

NAKED.

The realization hits me like a wave.

My heart pounds so hard I can feel it everywhere.

Then his hands close around my ankles.

One sharp pull—

And suddenly I’m at the edge of the bed.

My legs are spread wide.

His eyes lock onto mine.

There isn’t a single word between us.

Only that look.

That dark, possessive look that makes every thought disappear from my mind.

Then he moves between my legs.

The intensity of the moment steals my breath.

He pushes inside my hole

My walls closed around him

Milking him

My body reacts instinctively, trembling beneath him.

“f**k… you are so tight.”

His voice is low and rough.

My fingers grip the sheets.

My breathing becomes faster, almost impossible to control.

He moves with a hunger that leaves me struggling to keep up.

Faster.

Stronger.

More overwhelming with every movement.

I can barely breathe.

I can barely think.

This man is going to be the death of me.