Page 88 of Alpha Mates

I lean in just as he does. His lips crash against mine and he kisses me like I’m all he’s ever needed. The force is almost bruising, his lips sliding over mine without restraint, and I give in to him without thought. Electricity jolts through me as he makes my spirit and body come alive.

I haul him to me, sliding my arms around him so I can rake my nails up his back. Aiden hisses and I groan, parting my lips just enough to let him in. Nerves flicker, threatening to stop me, but vanish when he sucks my bottom lip between his teeth, drawing a wrecked moan out of me.

My cock twitches, already hard, and when his hands dig into my hips and tug me flush against his arousal, I feel he is too. I wrap my legs around his waist while he kisses his way into my mouth, tongue finding mine and sucking on it too.

It’s hard to keep up—harder to breathe—but I’m practically vibrating in my skin, shivering in his arms as unbridled pleasure overwhelms me.

When he finally tears himself back, gasping, it’s only for a heartbeat before his lips find mine again. His kisses are blind, finding the corners of my lips as he breathes me in.

“Jewels,” he groans, fingers tracing the thin fabric of my underwear. “We should stop.”

“Don’t want to,” I grunt as I find his lips again. This time, I kiss him slowly, languidly, until his moan spills into my mouth.

“Fuck, you’re killing me,” he mumbles while my nails dig into skin, and I pull him closer. “I won’t stop if we start, Julian.”

My skin prickles at his warning, but as his canines scrape against mine, a terrifying amount of need crashes through me.

“Good.”

Aiden’s eyes darken before he snarls and smashes our lips back together. His arms lock around my waist, lifting me off the counter without warning. He swallows my gasp, fingers digging into my ass. I whine as he grinds me against him, kneading me between searing kisses, every touch setting me aflame.

He carries me out of the bathroom, refusing me even a single breath that he doesn’t share, until he throws me down on the bed and climbs on top of me to claim my mouth again before I can complain.

Beneath him, I’m lost—to his lips, his weight, the hard line of his body pressing mine down. My cock leaks between us, and I’m so hard it hurts. I usually find it difficult to feel truly aroused, but I’m turned on now, worryingly so, and—dear Goddess, I don’t think it’ll take much more for me to come.

My skin prickles at the prospect while Aiden bites my lip, demanding the entrance I’d given him in the bathroom, but it’s harder now. If he kissed me the same way here, touched me and claimed me with that same ferocity, I really would lose it.

He growls, frustrated by my resistance, his tongue sliding over the seam of my lips between sweet kisses that make my toes curl, but I keep them shut. After another attempt, he pulls back and glares down at me.

“Open up.”

That command should be enough to snap me out of this daze and recognise that as a challenge worth besting. Instead, a thrill shoots through me.

“No,” I heave, and I’m not sure if I’m testing him or goading him.

Aiden’s frown deepens into something feral, his whole body coiled tight, and my heart hammers with something halfway between fear and want. I can scent his annoyance, his desires too, and together, they make a heady mix.

Nostrils flaring, he leans down like a predator, slow and steady, until his lips hover right over mine. “Julian,” he growls, the sound rumbling against my chest as his eyes flash bright red. “Open. Up.”

Now, it really feels like I’m playing with wildfire, but my cock still bucks as I hold his gaze. I don’t dare look away, don’t let him either, coaxing the alpha before me to come out. He seethes, and I smile before I whisper another, “No.”

Aiden’s canines gleam as he presses a hand to my chest while he snarls above me. I can tell he’s frustrated and wants to push, but he’s afraid of overstepping this thin line we’re uncovering. I wait for him to get the hint and trample over it.

His fingers spread over my chest like he wants to sink his claws in, making my skin prickle as I watch him. He palms my chest, lathering it with his scent, and my breath hitches when his fingers graze over my nipple.

The touch is fleeting, but it’s enough to make my gaze waver. Aiden catches that instantly and his lips curve into a feral smile. He retraces the path, thumb circling lazily, before he tugs.

“Ngh!” I groan through clenched teeth as I rock my hips up to meet his. My lips fall open on a silent moan as the friction deepens the pleasure his touch already spurs.

Aiden’s eyes glow, and he tugs on the nub again. On my next moan, his lips are back on mine and delving inside my parted lips. Delirious, I open for him, my body defenceless now that he’s focusing on what I’ve come to realise isverysensitive for me.

His fingers pinch and tug, and every time they do, my cock jerks between us, leaking precum. I’d never touched myself like this before, never thought to, so I couldn’t know how good the attention feels—to have firm thumbs flicking against them. But I do now, and my eyes roll to the back of my skull as my mate pulls me apart.

Lips parted, I moan as Aiden’s tongue pushes into my mouth to dominate it completely. He fucks it open, making me taste him, and I writhe beneath him, shaking from head to toe as my pleasure builds too quickly for me to keep up with it.

I only find air when he suddenly sits back, but it’s taken a second later when he pulls me to him by my hips. Eyes ablaze, he grinds into me so that every inch of his cock presses against mine.

My head falls back as I watch him rock us together. Aiden’s chest heaves as he does it. Again. And again. “Oh Goddess,” I whine beneath him. Then, he reaches down to pinch my nipples between rough fingers, and I can hardly breathe. “Aiden … P-please.”