The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas

40 A wet massage II…

Warning [Slightly Steamy Chapter]

Lyla

I nodded biting another moan at how sexy that sounded. He stepped closer, his hands gently reaching for the hem of my shirt. I hesitated for a brief moment, but my body was already craving his touch. I let him undress me, piece by piece.

When he reached for my panties, I sucked in a deep breath as his hand grazed my woman core. “Look at me, Lyla!” he commanded softly, forcing my eyes open.

Slowly, he slid my panties down my legs, stopping to rub the wet cotton material on the swollen lips of my woman core. I threw my head back, trying not to reach for his hand. Finally, I stood naked and exposed before him.

He was a werewolf and I’m sure he was accustomed to seeing a lot of naked bodies whenever there was a run. Mine would mean nothing to him.

Without a word, he led me into the tub, the cool water immediately soothing my heated skin. I let out a soft sigh of relief as the water enveloped me but the ache inside me didn’t disappear. My eyes fluttered shut as Xander knelt beside the tub, his hands dipping into the water.

He began to massage my shoulders – his touch was firm but gentle, his fingers working out the tension that had built up in my body. My breath hitched, the sensation of his hands on my skin sending waves of pleasure through me. I hadn’t expected it to feel this intimate.

“Take the orb at the head of the tub,” he commanded suddenly, his voice sounding distorted or was it my hearing? “Hold it and never let it go. It cannot touch the water. You must hold it slightly away from it, Lyla. If you do not, I will stop. Do you understand?”

I nodded and reached for the orb. 1

His hands moved slowly, methodically exploring every inch of my body with a care that made me hornier. The feel of the cool water and his touch was so much for me that I found myself leaning into his hands, desperate for more.

He massaged my back, my arms, my legs and each time his fingers brushed over my skin, the heat inside me seemed to intensify. My body was screaming for release, the desire I had felt

before doubled.

Xander’s hands slid to my breast, his hands brushing lightly over my engorged nipple. My breath quickened and I nearly dropped the orb when a growl from him made me hold it back up. I felt his fingers trace the curve of my breasts, splaying his hands over them sending jolts of electricity through me as he reached for a puckered nipple and rolled it in between his thumb and index finger.

I needed from him at

every part of my

massage

feel the orb in

my belly button and then without warning, he stroked the soft, wet hairs on

heat inside me had become unbearable and all I could think about was

I begged, noticing he

folds. I trembled letting out

a circular motion while his other hand still stroked my thigh. My breath hitched and I felt myself losing

one final, desperate gasp, I gave in to the sensations. My hips bucked wildly as he continued to rub me. I moaned…my body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over me. The release was overwhelming and for a brief moment, all the heat and tension that had built

stilled, his gaze darkening as he continued staring

touch you like this?” Xander suddenly said. My eyes flew open and I nearly dropped

if I hadn’t a lot

I asked eyeing

returned. I looked at my naked form and the man fully dressed kneeling in front of me. I was beginning to regret this. Slowly, I turned and dropped the orb. I rose to my feet and stepped

over to the sink and was watching his hand. “Did he

this?”

“H–How…” I started.

mark, Lyla!” he shook his head slightly looking at me. “His fading mark on your neck is how I know. Although I didn’t almost see it,

sighed with relief. “For a moment… I thought, never mind…” I chuckled nervously suddenly feeling embarrassed.

stand in front of me, forcing me to look up

want to go

giving him a sad smile. “He doesn’t

nodded, his eyes watching me silently. “How

be foolish. If he doesn’t want me, then I don’t