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

44 Secrets and confessions.

Lyla

I clutched the orb, the room as Xander expertly played with my outer lips,

v soft moans fillin spreading the wetness pooling from it like lubrication before moving to my nub. With one probing finger, he found my rock–hard nub and began to rub his finger up and down, imitating my previous action.

I began to buck my hips up and down, following the movement of his hand.

“You’re so perfect, Lyla,” Xander said suddenly, with wistfulness in his voice. “Does it feel good?”

My only reply was to throw my head back even further moaning with delight. His breath was warm against my skin as he worked his tongue expertly, flicking it up and down, probing. searching… slowly, he inserted one finger, pulling it back and forth to spread the wetness fully. He pushed in until he was up to his knuckle and could go no further.

He twisted his finger in the slick slit, wiggling it around, making me thrash my head about and moan even louder when he hit a sweet spot.

“Don’t stop!” I cried, “Please, don’t stop!”

His tongue reached for my nub again, while still pounding his finger in and out of me and I went wild. His tongue replaced his hands at some point and I could barely hold on. The orb in my hand pulsed, emitting a faint warmth that somehow intensified my sensations. I clung to it as. though it was an anchor as my body trembled with waves of pleasure.

My muscles tightened, my back arched as the orgasm washed over me. I felt Xander’s grip on my thighs tighten momentarily before he pulled back, watching me with a look of quiet satisfaction as I slowly came down from my high.

He collected the orb from me before scooping me in his hands and taking me to the bed. My eyes were still tightly shut, relishing in the free falling I just experienced. When I opened my eyes, I saw he was lying beside me, his gaze fixed on the ceiling.

The air around us was calm, an unspoken understanding of what had just transpired, yet nothing felt awkward. Instead, a lazy smile crept onto my face as I rolled onto my side to face. My body. was still humming with the aftermath but something else had caught my attention.

My eyes trailed downwards towards the lower part of Xander’s body, as I stared at him curiously. “Are you… alright?” I asked.

Xander who had been lost in thought, turned his head to look at me, confusion flashing across his face for a minute. “Yeah, I’m fine. Why do you ask?”

My gaze dipped down again, more pointedly this time, landing on his crotch. “You sure? I mean… Is there anything I can do for you?”

He stared at me for a moment before a slow smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he let out a low chuckle. “I’m fine, Lyla,” he assured me teasingly. “You don’t need to worry about me. I’m more concerned about how you’re feeling”

44 Secrets and confessions

of the bed then swung his legs off the bed and stood up. stretching. I watched as he stood up, and then walked back to the mirror where the orb was lying. He

my lip before asking. “What’s the

moment, he didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard me. He toyed with the orb in his hands, rolling it between his fingers absentmindedly. I was about to repeat

“Just something used by the healers in my pack use to help people

Whatever it was, it had worked. The intense strain of my heat had

control than I had

I muttered though I wasn’t entirely convinced. My gaze drifted back to Xander, my mind now

in my opinion.

one,

“What are

with a surprised, teasing grin, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “You would date someone like me?”

my fingers fidgeting with the edge of the blanket.

using me for

that. I don’t have the best memories of school… From year one until now and now this

had met you earlier, I would have totally dated you and for the life of me, I can’t understand why your mate let you

heart but I pushed it down. Ramsey was an ex for at reason

cocked my head at

nodded slowly.

with his. I hadn’t expected

I whispered “Or like me that seems fair

and

and…”

and placed a kiss on my lips, a smile curving his lips as he pulled

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you?” he repeated a playful grin tugging at his lips, as he wriggled his brows in disbelief at my question.

are you talking about? You always say the weirdest things, I muttered giving him a playful

and gently pinching my nose. “You’ll figure it out one day, Lyla,” he said, rising to his feet. He straightened his shirt, his expression suddenly turning serious as he glanced at the door

now. I have a feeling your mother might show

backpack. I I nodded smiling at him. I watched as he gathe threw some clothes on before walking him to the door downstairs. When

a rush of excitement pool in

he