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

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He silenced me with another kiss, this one softer, sweeter. His hands framed my face as if I were the most precious thing in the world. When we parted, his eyes shone with unshed tears of his

own.

“Stay with me,” he pleaded, pressing gentle kisses to my forehead, my cheeks, and the corner of my mouth. Give us another chance. Let me prove to you that nothing will tear us apart this time.”

He lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me to the bed. I tumbled onto the soft mattress – it had been a garden bench last time. He came to lie next to me as he started kissing me softly again.

His teeth graze my jaw, running his wet tongue down my throat, sucking at the place where hist mark was once. His breathing drags as his hands move to my robe again, slowly undoing the knot I had on.

He yanks the knot loose and parted my robe both ways so I lay naked before him. He runs his hands through the space between my breasts, down to the arch of my woman’s core. I suck in a hard breath arching against him.

I kissed him harder, letting my hands slide to his pants, rubbing him at the tent that had formed there, earning a darkened gaze from him and swallowed grunts. Then he grabs my chin with both hands and ravages my mouth, sending shivers down my spine.

Suddenly, he stops kissing me and resumes sucking my throat again – making loud suckling noise as his tongue swirled around his faded mark. Then he drags his tongue to the space between my breasts running them along the ridge of my mould, expertly avoiding my strained buds.

I squirmed with want and impatience, wishing he would just swallow my engorged bud. Instead, he slides his tongue down my stomach, swirling his tongue around my belly button.

Then he starts to kiss my centre. He moves his tongue so meticulously, grazing my skin with his beard. I moaned clasping his head.

He chuckles, raising his head to look at me. His eyes were shining

“I almost lost an eye there, Miss Woodland.”

With amusement.

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, averting my eyes. “I’m sorry, I murmured.

“This is no time for modesty, Lyla,” he murmured, lowering his head as he went back to kissing the walls of my thighs. He begins to eat me out, swirling his tongue up and down

my slit.

to build up. He must have felt it too because his hand strays to my hardened

it for me.

my hips halfway to the air and he followed after me, licking me… I groaned, whining my waist faster to his tongue, until I started shivering, growling loudly like

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me around, so I

a second, I could feel him unbuckling his pants. Then he comes to kneel behind me on the bed, kissing my bare butt cheeks. I growled with delight, as his hands ran through my

wet snatch.

ears. “I’m sorry

widening my legs to give him more space. He slips in a second finger, positioning his middle

pump, feeling that familiar

met his gaze. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice barely above a

heart was pounding.

and settles himself between my legs. I caught sight of his maleness and I tried not to shrek. It looked

that, he lined himself at my

same time.

slides in. He slid all the way out and slammed. inside of me again with such force that I felt him literally in my womb. I

that hurt?” he asked, removing himself

“It’s just, you were too

my shoulders. “Should I stop?” Then he

chuckled again. “No, of

he lays on his back, his hands lazily resting behind his head. “What are you waiting for?” he

only

him but when I did, his hands immediately came around my waist, rocking himself from below. His eyes had darkened, his lips were slightly

gleam appeared in my eyes. “Don’t touch!” I reached for both of his hands and pulled his hand above his

huskily, taking my nipple that dangled in his face

inside his mouth.

I replied and started moving up and down him. Suddenly, he flips

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You’re mine!!!

again and begins to stroke me. I could feel every rushing sensation as his length throbbed inside me, his fingers rubbed at

He takes it, biting and tugging at my lips, releasing them to look into my hungry eyes. Perhaps to get me to look into his. Then he buried his face in my neck, murmuring

quickened his pace. “Look at me!”

curled against his butt, with him still buried