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Story: Claimed By Four Alphas
"I doubt that." I nip at her lower lip. "I'm not exactly known for my innocence."
"No?" She pulls back slightly, "Then maybe I should show you instead."
She climbs off my lap, and for a moment I think I've said something wrong. But then she reaches behind her and slowly pulls down the zipper of her dress. It falls to the ground in a whisper of fabric, leaving her in nothing but black lace underwear.
"Fuck," I breathe, taking in the sight of her. "You're gorgeous."
She steps forward, between my legs, and places her hands on my shoulders. "Take off your shirt."
I don't need to be told twice. I pull my shirt over my head, tossing it aside. Her hands immediately go to my chest, tracing the lines of my tattoos with her fingertips.
"I've wanted to do this since I first saw this," she admits, following the curve of the wolf on my chest.
"He is all yours." I catch her hand, bringing it to my lips. "I'm all yours."
She smiles, a predatory gleam in her eye. "Good answer."
Chapter 20 - Dahlia
Istep between his legs, running my hands along his shoulders, feeling the firm muscle beneath my fingertips. There's something intoxicating about having this powerful man watching me with such hunger in his eyes.
"I'm going to take my time with you," I whisper, leaning down to press my lips to his collarbone.
His breath catches as I trail kisses down his chest, following the intricate lines of his tattoos. The wolf design is beautiful and it's almost alive under my touch. I trace it with my tongue, tasting the salt of his skin, and feeling him shiver beneath me.
"Dahlia," he groans, his hands finding my hips.
I sink lower, dropping to my knees between his legs, my mouth exploring the hard planes of his stomach. The night air is coolagainst my bare skin, but I'm burning up inside. Each sound he makes sends another wave of heat straight to my core.
Axl's head falls back as I reach the waistband of his jeans. "Fuck, we should go inside," he manages, his voice strained.
I look up at him through my lashes, nodding slowly. "Take me to bed, rock star."
He stands and lifts me like I weigh nothing, and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist, feeling the hard length of him press against me through his jeans. His mouth finds mine in a hungry kiss as he carries me across the terrace, through the sliding doors, and into his bedroom.
The room is dominated by an enormous bed with dark sheets. He drops me onto it, and the mattress bounces slightly beneath me. Before I can catch my breath, he's over me, his weight supported on his arms as he captures my mouth again.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he murmurs against my lips.
His mouth moves down my neck, trailing hot kisses along my collarbone. When he reaches my breasts, still covered in black lace, he looks up at me, and I arch my back in a silent invitation. He groans and lowers his head to suck one nipple through the thin fabric.
"Oh god," I gasp, threading my fingers through his hair.
He takes his time, sucking on my breast before moving to the other. The combination of his hot mouth and the rough lace creates a friction that has me squirming beneath him. When he finally reaches behind me to unclasp my bra, I lift slightly to help him remove it.
"They are so full," he breathes, taking in the sight of me.
His mouth returns to my breasts, this time with nothing between us. The wet heat of his tongue circling my nipple sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I moan as he sucks harder, using just enough teeth to make me gasp.
His hand slides down my stomach, and fingers dip beneath the waistband of my panties. The heat of his touch is electric, but suddenly I'm seized by a need to be in control. I've spent so much of the last few weeks reacting to my changing body, to the alphas around me, to the crisis at hand. Tonight, I want to lead.
I catch his wrist, stopping his movement. "Wait."
He freezes immediately. "Is everything okay?"
"More than okay," I assure him. "But I want to be in control tonight."
A slow smile spreads across his face, as his eyes darken with desire. "Anything you want, darling. I'm all yours."
"No?" She pulls back slightly, "Then maybe I should show you instead."
She climbs off my lap, and for a moment I think I've said something wrong. But then she reaches behind her and slowly pulls down the zipper of her dress. It falls to the ground in a whisper of fabric, leaving her in nothing but black lace underwear.
"Fuck," I breathe, taking in the sight of her. "You're gorgeous."
She steps forward, between my legs, and places her hands on my shoulders. "Take off your shirt."
I don't need to be told twice. I pull my shirt over my head, tossing it aside. Her hands immediately go to my chest, tracing the lines of my tattoos with her fingertips.
"I've wanted to do this since I first saw this," she admits, following the curve of the wolf on my chest.
"He is all yours." I catch her hand, bringing it to my lips. "I'm all yours."
She smiles, a predatory gleam in her eye. "Good answer."
Chapter 20 - Dahlia
Istep between his legs, running my hands along his shoulders, feeling the firm muscle beneath my fingertips. There's something intoxicating about having this powerful man watching me with such hunger in his eyes.
"I'm going to take my time with you," I whisper, leaning down to press my lips to his collarbone.
His breath catches as I trail kisses down his chest, following the intricate lines of his tattoos. The wolf design is beautiful and it's almost alive under my touch. I trace it with my tongue, tasting the salt of his skin, and feeling him shiver beneath me.
"Dahlia," he groans, his hands finding my hips.
I sink lower, dropping to my knees between his legs, my mouth exploring the hard planes of his stomach. The night air is coolagainst my bare skin, but I'm burning up inside. Each sound he makes sends another wave of heat straight to my core.
Axl's head falls back as I reach the waistband of his jeans. "Fuck, we should go inside," he manages, his voice strained.
I look up at him through my lashes, nodding slowly. "Take me to bed, rock star."
He stands and lifts me like I weigh nothing, and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist, feeling the hard length of him press against me through his jeans. His mouth finds mine in a hungry kiss as he carries me across the terrace, through the sliding doors, and into his bedroom.
The room is dominated by an enormous bed with dark sheets. He drops me onto it, and the mattress bounces slightly beneath me. Before I can catch my breath, he's over me, his weight supported on his arms as he captures my mouth again.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he murmurs against my lips.
His mouth moves down my neck, trailing hot kisses along my collarbone. When he reaches my breasts, still covered in black lace, he looks up at me, and I arch my back in a silent invitation. He groans and lowers his head to suck one nipple through the thin fabric.
"Oh god," I gasp, threading my fingers through his hair.
He takes his time, sucking on my breast before moving to the other. The combination of his hot mouth and the rough lace creates a friction that has me squirming beneath him. When he finally reaches behind me to unclasp my bra, I lift slightly to help him remove it.
"They are so full," he breathes, taking in the sight of me.
His mouth returns to my breasts, this time with nothing between us. The wet heat of his tongue circling my nipple sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I moan as he sucks harder, using just enough teeth to make me gasp.
His hand slides down my stomach, and fingers dip beneath the waistband of my panties. The heat of his touch is electric, but suddenly I'm seized by a need to be in control. I've spent so much of the last few weeks reacting to my changing body, to the alphas around me, to the crisis at hand. Tonight, I want to lead.
I catch his wrist, stopping his movement. "Wait."
He freezes immediately. "Is everything okay?"
"More than okay," I assure him. "But I want to be in control tonight."
A slow smile spreads across his face, as his eyes darken with desire. "Anything you want, darling. I'm all yours."
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