Luna on The Run I Stole the Alphas Son

Alpha On The Hunt Chapter 54

I’ve longed for this moment for ages without knowing it or allowing myself to admit it. Now, though, that desire is unde- niable and uncontrollable.

His dark gaze lifts to mine, and I gasp when his lips sweep across my core. Squirming in his grip, a moan leaves me, which earns a growl from him as his tongue runs between my folds. My head drops back on the pillow, eyes fluttering closed at the sensation.

He laps at my heated flesh, teasing my clit with slow strokes, earning a breathy moan from me, and I buck against his face. He growls, fingers digging into my thighs as he picks up speed, his tongue relentless leaving no part untouched.

“Yes,” I moan out, my eyes rolling into the back of my head while his hands grab the back of my thighs, lifting them higher so he can slip his tongue inside me.

“Ah,” I whimper. He moves higher and starts to nibble and lick my sensitive clit harder and faster, making my walls clench.

All I could do in response is to take it and buck my hips against his mouth- the bond craving more, greedy for it.

He sucks on my clit, massaging it with his tongue, and my hips rock against his face, the sensation pushing me over the edge, and I come undone.

tensely and then quivering against his mouth. Axton’s tongue laps greedily. He groans, his tongue slowing while I ride out the waves of it; the heat easing enough that I can finally think straight. Only it doesn’t last long; having not been satisfied, and craving something more

flares back up.

arms around the backs of my knees and

he’s waiting for me to tell him

get used to his large size stretching me. Having not had sex in so long, it feels foreign. As

me, his voice husky. His lust-filled

eyes flicker at my words, and a deep growl resonates around me. My hands yank

I moan as he continues watching me.

him, his arms and shoul- ders ripple, and he leans down, his hands fist the sheets on

and discomfort warp into something else as his pace picks up. Quicker and harsher, he pounds into me, each thrust making my breast bounce and my walls clench. I whimper when his tongue trails down my neck, lightly

thrusting into me, bringing me closer. My eyes open to see his jaw clenched,

brutal. But I am wet enough to make up for it, and the pain from his

as he thrusts inside of me, softly yanking at my hips to meet. him with each thrust, the sensation putting strain on my wrists. Axton thrusting deeper, harder, sending me blind with

my entire body buzz. The sensations are overwhelm- ing, and he is savage as he continues to fuck my body into the mattress. “Oh,