The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 140

Only then did he pull back just enough to speak, his mouth slick and shining with my wetness. “It’s just the tips of my fingers, and already you’re a mess,” he teased.

My cheeks heated. “You’ve never-I haven’t-”

He tilted his head, fingers dipping in a little further. “You’re not seriously telling me you’ve never pleasured yourself.”

“I have,” I admitted, and the heat in my face was on par with the heat between my legs now.” But not in a long time. And it’s… different when it’s not my own hand.”

The mention of pleasuring myself seemed to ignite something in Alexander. His fingers slipped in further, and I nearly cried out again, gripping the sheets. “Tell me what you like,” he whispered. “In detail.”

My throat bobbed, but once again, that raw power in his voice was enough to make me obey without him even using his Alpha Voice. Shakily, I replied, “I like it slow, but deep. And a finger on my clit.”

“Like this?” Alexander placed his thumb right over my clit, pressing into it as if it were a button.

“Yes. Like that.”

Slowly, Alexander began working his fingers into me, thumb circling my clit in time with his thrusts. Once again, within moments, I was nearly a wreck.

Only once I was a quivering mess again did Alexander sit up, gently extracting his fingers from me, and wipe his mouth with the back of my hand.

we can get

the fabric off his shoulders, I couldn’t

at his belt. A few moments later, trousers and underwear tossed

All of him.

Every fucking inch.

that impressive member standing at attention between my thighs, and the soft whimper that did escape only made it twitch invitingly.

entrance.

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of his cock lingered at the pex of my thighs, so close I could feel the heat radiating from it. He lowered himself onto Is forearms so he was

mattress.

look frightened,”

bobbed. “I’ve never been with

amusement, but there was a tenderness there too that soothed me. “I’ll be gentle,” he

discomfort that made me gasp and dig my

at first, giving me time to adjust. But soon we found our rhythm, moving together

way,

my own movements had

“Ella… Goddess, Ella…’

like a prayer on his lips. Like the most beautiful