Page 53 of Alpha Mates

Raw sparks erupt between us, making my soul warm from the inside. I close my eyes at Aiden’s soft groans, and shiver as they vibrate through me. His fingers sink between mine next, their grip firm, and whatever’s left of my self-control finally snaps along with my patience.

I pop my seatbelt free, climbing over the armrest and on top of him. He stiffens beneath me, but I’m too busy pulling him to me to care.

I try to bite it back, but a small whimper escapes as I shove his collar aside so I can bury my nose in his nape. Bliss rushes over me, and it blots out everything else.His scent pours into me, rich and overwhelming, and I melt against him.

Groaning, I press closer, wanting every inch of his body against mine—tofeelhim. The pleasure is instant. Everywhere our skin brushes heats, growing hotter by the second as our bond knits us together from the inside. By the time Aiden wraps his arms around me, I’m panting and incapable of pretending otherwise.

We both groan when he pulls me closer still, so tight I can’t take a breath that isn’t full of him. His fingers slip into my hair to pull it to one side, but they linger even as he buries his nose in my neck. They trace the skin behind my ear, making me shiver against him as pleasure blooms inside of me like astorm.

I only wanted to touch him, to feel the comfort of being held by him. But this is different. This is stronger and steeped in the type of pleasure we’ve only explored once before.

“What’s this for?” Aiden suddenly asks, breaking the shell of my haze. I still, thinking to pull away, but then he slides his wide palm down my back, and I can’t move except to shiver.

“What was the hug for this morning?” I counter, sitting up.

The roof presses against my head as I look down at Aiden—Aiden’s shades. I push them out of the way so I can see him. Underneath, wide black eyes stare up at me, holding mine expectantly as he waits for what I’ll do next. Me, because this is the first time I’ve touched him like this.

My face heats, but I bury my nose back in his nape before he can notice.

“Are you okay?” he asks, his pulse jumping beneath his skin, skittish like mine. “Did something happen in school?”

“I’m fine.” Lies. Lies. Lies and more lies.

I’m not fine, and I haven’t been since he told me he was leaving the pack because he wanted to bewith me.

My heart refuses to settle as my lips hover over his skin. I want to touch him more, feel him, learn him, and—my lips brush against his neck, drawing a sharp breath from him that ignites me.

He did it to me. I can do it to him, right?

It’s not wrong. How could it be wrong when he’s my mate?

“Julian?”

I press a kiss to his collarbone, being just as gentle as he’d once been with me.

Aiden’s hand on my back stills, and panic quickly flares. I wait for him to tell me to stop or push me away, but when he doesn’t, I kiss him again, lingering this time so I can taste him.

Aiden remains still beneath me, heart hammering against mine while I drag my lips across his skin. With each kiss, I grow a little bolder until I’m worshipping him, and soon I want more. I waver for only a breath before I suck his skin between my lips.

“Mmh,” Aiden groans beneath me, dropping his hands to my hips. I steal a breath and do it again. His fingers dig into my skin, making me shudder hard as my lungs free the breath I was holding.

Aiden likes this. I can hear it in his staggered breaths and smell it in his scent. Aiden more than likes this—helovesit.

Confidence boosted, I trace my tongue along his scent glands, and a shiver echoes through his body as he moans beneath me. The sound is a strained,raspy one, and I instantly want to hear it again.

Abandoning the slow, light kisses, I bite Aiden’s neck and suck on the space beneath his jaw until he’s cursing beneath me. His grip on my hips turns almost painful as he thrusts up, grinding every inch of himself against me. Goddess, he feels so good.

“Julian,” Aiden starts, but it turns into a groan when I press my hips down to meet his. “Fuck, Julian.”

Dragging myself from the crook of his neck, I take in the red, wet marks littered across his collarbone. Pride rattles through me as I trace them with a finger while my greedy eyes take in the rest of him—his strong body beneath mine, his heaving chest, those hungry, predatory eyes … those lips.

My gaze snags there, on those full, pink lips, and when he licks them, Alex almost breaks free.

What would a kiss from Aiden Calderon feel like?

As the dangerous thought takes hold, I glance up at Aiden only to find his eyes fixed on my mouth. Desire crashes inside me like a hailstorm, and my heart picks up speed.

I’ve never kissed anyone, never been kissed, or even wanted to. I’ve always been happy to wait for my mate to share every first with them. I’m looking at my mate now, and even though it isn’t anything like I imagined, all I want to do right now is press my lips to his.