Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 231 – Fire

I murmur my mate’s name as I pull him close, feeling his growl reverberate in his chest as I hold him against me. Suddenly I can’t get him near enough to me, wanting to feel every inch of his skin pressed against mine. Victor apparently feels the same, clutching me with one arm as he spreads the fingers of his other hand across my cheek, his thumb pressing under my jaw to turn my face up to his, closing his mouth over mine in a desperate kiss that sweeps through me from head to toe.

My reaction is instant, my mouth falling open to him, to the broad sweep of his tongue as it presses against mine, wanting more, tasting me. I gasp against him, my nails pressing into his lower back where I urge him closer, wanting to feel his hardness pressing –

But Victor looks at me, panting, and shakes his head a little. I draw my brows together, confused.

“No,” he breathes, “not yet.”

I frown, unhappy at being denied him, my hand slipping around from his back and reaching for him

But he just gives me a low laugh and shifts his hips away from me, shaking his head again, his green eyes alight. “No, greedy,” he murmurs. “Not yet.”

My frown deepens and my eyes narrow. “Bossy,” I accuse as he snatches my wrist, pulling my hand away from its destination.

“Alpha,” he counters, taking the hand from my face and pressing it against my chest, urging me to lay down against the rocks. “And I intend to be obeyed.”

The wolf spirit in me rankles a little at being denied, bossed around, but Victor just laughs at my frown. “Lay down, Evelyn,” he orders, and I finally comply, letting his gaze fall over my body, wet and slick from the forest pool. His eyes go heavy and dark, his lids falling low with desire. I see his c**k stir just below the water, pulsing with its need.

But fine. If this is what he wants, I can be patient. At least, for a little while.

in Victor for the last few minutes finally finds its way out through his teeth as he runs a possessive hand down my body, starting in the center of my chest and then moving to cup my breast in his palm, rubbing his thumb over my hardened n****e and making me shiver. He slides that hand down my ribcage to the center of my stomach and then

leaving a kiss on each of his favorite parts of my body. I close my eyes, resting

Evelyn,” I hear my mate say as he approaches my center, his stubbled cheek warm against the inside of my thigh. “I’ve

you in that dream – and you

ass a smart smack, making me laugh and jump all at once, punishing me sweetly for my sass. “You

can’t stand to be told what to do. I sit up slightly, propping myself

his satisfaction running through the bond between us. He shakes his head slowly. “Well then,” he explains. “She’ll have to be punished. Until

that precise spot at the peak of my thighs, giving my ass another reverberating smack as he does so. My head falls back, my mouth open, at the sudden intensity of the dual sensations. The sharp sting of his hand combined with the long

where I want him, varying the pressure and the movement – now fast, now

my eyes meeting his smirking expression as he continues his work. And just as I open my mouth to tell him precisely what I think of his

broad fingers

And I melt.

he elicits from me then is low, deep, feral, and I can feel him respond to it with the intensity of his mouth, with the way his fingers plunge

my fingers in my hair just to have something to do with them as my body goes to

laugh low against me, and then he adds a third finger, curling them upwards inside of me, hitting just that

sound that shakes out of me then, as my body begins to shake with