Page 99 of Gold Sector

By the time I finish, I’m already panting. “So hot,” I manage to tell him, a convulsive shudder overtaking me. “Oros.”

I need him.

And I need himnow.

My stomach clenches as lava pours through my veins. My vision goes temporarily dark, the sensations too overwhelming for me to process.

All I am is heat.

A puddle of desire.

Weeping from the profound urge to touch myself between my thighs.

But when my hands move in that direction, I find them suddenly locked in a grip over my head.

My eyelids flutter, catching on a flash of gold.Intent. Dominant. Alpha.

I spread my thighs, inviting him in, begging for his touch, hisknot.

“Stay with me, printesa mea,” a deep voice demands.

I don’t know what he means. I’m obviously here. Where does he intend for me to go?

“Taliana,” he tries again, his tone making me gasp as it curls around me in a fist of dominance that I can’t ignore.

“Oros,” I breathe, both shocked by his commanding hold over me and confused by what just happened.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, his lips claiming mine.

I have no idea what he’s praising me for, but I accept the reward he offers with his tongue. Because ohhh, how I love kissing this male. This Alpha.My intended mate.

His cock is hot against my core, making me long to feel him inside me. But something else enters me instead.His fingers, I realize in the next beat. He has one hand between my legs and the other holding my wrists over my head.

I arch into him, needing more. Demanding friction. Requiringconnection.

My nipples are so hard that I practically scream whenthey meet his muscular chest. Everything is so sensitive. I… I can barely think. I can onlyfeel.

“Stay with me,” he says against my mouth. “I need you to remember this.”

I don’t know what he means.

But I try to obey him anyway.

His tongue captivates mine as his fingers fuck me below. I’m so close yet so far away. His touch isn’t enough. It’s… it’s a tease.

I sink my teeth into his lower lip, telling him without words that I need more.

He growls in response.

Then purrs when I wrap my legs around his hips.

“Please,” I beg, pushing up into his palm. “Please.”

“Shh,” he hushes me, adding another finger below. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

My wolf snarls inside me, irritated by his holding back. She fought his dragon, played with him,wrestled. We are not weak. We areready.

Oros hums, his grip tightening on my wrists. “You’re trying to challenge me, hmm?”