Page 9 of My Ruthless Alpha (Alpha Outlaws Club #5)

Feeling his mouth on mine was like coming home after being gone for far too long. It was as if that kiss had enough power to make everything right again. To fix my inner conflict and remind me of how strong my feelings for him had been at one point.

His lips felt just like they used to, but there was something new in his touch…in how he held me with a hand on my cheek and the other on my hip.

There was a new sense of purpose—one so strong I could feel its intensity through the kiss.

There was no stopping myself from melting into the kiss and giving in to the sensations I had missed for all the years he was gone. Even if I wanted to pretend like it didn’t affect me, my body gave me away as I leaned in even closer, receptive to his kiss despite my previous inhibitions.

Beau hummed into the exchange as his fingers caressed the back of my neck and deepened the melding of our lips. His hand gave my full hip an affectionate squeeze. Almost like he was hypnotized by it, his body lightly pushed against mine until I felt the counter pressed against my back, and he showed no sign of wanting to pull away.

The kitchen was impossibly quiet, punctuated by our breathless sounds as we didn’t let up, chasing after each other’s lips with a renewed desperation neither of us could ignore.

I felt a sense of urgency that was completely new to me, yet Beau returned it tenfold, only making me more invested—more willing to let down my guard and embrace the sparks of pleasure running through me.

My skin felt like it was on fire beneath his eager palms while they explored my body, leaving my head to hold my hips firmly and press himself against me without an ounce of resistance left. At the same time, my fingers found the nape of his neck and explored upward into his hair, causing a faint shiver to move through him.

Something about that honest reaction made more warmth move through me, and I could feel myself becoming more and more lax for him.

When he broke the kiss and pulled back just enough to murmur against my lips, his panted breaths mingled with mine. “Is this what you want?”

I swallowed hard and tried to regain my bearings, but the fiery kiss left me feeling lightheaded. “And if it is?”

“Then I need you to tell me…and I need you to be sure,” he rasped, nose brushing against mine with the look of barely-restrained lust in his eyes. “Because if you agree, then I won’t be able to stop.”

The words uttered with such intensity and genuine rawness forced a shudder through my body, and there wasn’t a drop of doubt left in me. I needed him, regardless of our past. Irrespective of how I didn’t want to give in to him. I needed it more than I thought possible.

Not tearing my eyes away from his or moving away by even an inch, I murmured, “I want it.”

At that, like a switch was flipped inside him, Beau leaned down and put his hands on the back of my thighs, hoisting me up easily. It was seamless, yet the movement made my stomach flip, and my arms instinctively went around the back of his neck.

His lips were on mine at a moment’s notice as he skillfully navigated through the room, brushing his tongue against my lower lip.

Able to focus on the kiss alone, I parted my lips with a breathless sound, allowing him the entry he wanted. My entire body was flush with heat as I felt his tongue against mine, stoking more of that desire within me.

Beau guided us up the stairs in a quick, eager blur, wasting no time as he carried me into the bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him.

He pressed me against it, making my breath catch. At the same time, he left a trail of burning kisses down my neck, stopping at my pulse point to nip and suck at the skin there. He bit down lightly before caressing the sting away with his tongue.

Tipping my head to the side, I gave him the access he wanted as my eyes closed, and I panted quietly, feeling myself growing more and more desperate for every burning touch from him. As he pressed his body even closer to mine, completely pinning me against the door, another rush of overwhelming need hit me the moment I felt his arousal pressed against me while it strained against his pants.

That alone was enough to make me hyper-aware of every little feeling and movement as my fingers moved through his hair, and I got lost in the bliss of everything he had to offer me.

Beau hummed low from within his chest, sounding more like a growl as he let his hands slip beneath my top and slowly move higher until his fingers brushed over my ribs and beneath the underside of my bra. He murmured against my skin, “You have no idea what you do to me…what you still do to me.”

The longer he nipped and sucked at my neck and collarbone, the less coherent my thoughts became, and I couldn’t handle the wait. I leaned my head against the door and let go of a soft moan. “Please…Just do something.”

Taking my words to heart, Beau’s grip on me tightened fractionally before he pulled his hands down and grabbed the hem of my shirt, then pulled it over my head and carelessly tossed it aside.

His lips caught mine again, making us both moan with our mutual lust. His hands mapped out my full curves, giving me affectionate squeezes and letting me know he was just as affected as I felt.

Once my bra was undone and cast aside, Beau slid his hands up once again, this time taking my breasts in his hands, filling them completely. At my moan, he gently bit my lower lip and brushed his thumbs over my nipples, encouraging them to peak.

The overwhelming hit of his skin flicking over them while his hips rolled against mine was enough to reduce me to a whimpering, moaning mess, and as embarrassing as it was to know he could evoke such strong reactions from me so easily, I didn’t care.

He swallowed up my sounds, using them as encouragement to carefully lower me until my feet reached the hardwood floor again, and his fingers ghosted down the front of my stomach until they slipped beneath the front of my yoga pants and eased further down.

I shivered in anticipation, stomach clenching the moment I felt his fingertips glide beneath my panties. Breath hitching, sparks raced through me at the brush of his skin against my sensitive flesh, first caressing my clit before continuing to the source of my arousal.

At my breathless moan, Beau groaned, breaking the kiss to lean his forehead against mine while his fingers traced slowly up and down the length of my heat with a feather-light touch that made my hips stutter.

“God…you want this as much as I do, don’t you?” Beau murmured just above a whisper against my lips.

Jaw going slack, I panted quietly and nodded against him, letting another quiet moan escape me. When he added more pressure against my sensitive bud, I whimpered. “Yes…please, I do…I can’t wait…”

He hummed his approval before dipping a finger inside me, feeling the extent of my arousal before adding another at a slow, languid pace. A teasing grin settled on his lips despite the eagerness tensing his features. “Are you telling me to skip the preamble?”

Whining again, I nodded as my hips slowly rolled into his palm, seeking more friction. “I am…”

With that, his faint smirk shifted into something more intense and primal as he grabbed my bottoms and panties in one motion, yanking them down fast enough for the action to look blurred in my dazed state.

His lips latched onto the side of my neck while he worked his button open and zipper down, moving like he wouldn’t get the chance to again. Making quick work of his clothes, soon enough, he was as bare as me, reconnecting our lips while he reached down and hoisted me up again, pressing my back against the door with nothing but hunger in his eyes.

Every second spent waiting for the very thing we both wanted only stoked the flames more, causing us to move with increased urgency. Our hands moved as eagerly as our mouths, chasing after that temptation.

My breath hitched the moment I felt the pressure of his arousal pressed against my heat, sending a thrill down my spine. I couldn’t hold back the whimper that escaped me, only for him to growl against my lips and grind our bodies together.

The mutual moan that escaped us contained enough desperation to make my head feel even fuzzier, and everything inside me was screaming for more. To feel the fullness I needed more than anything.

With both hands on my hips, Beau pulled back enough to line himself up with me, and with a hard swallow, he pressed forward.

I gasped quietly at the initial sensation, only for him to swallow it and groan as he kissed me tenderly while slowly pushing forward, sheathing himself inside me.

My eyes rolled back as he kept going until I was full of him, and a strangled moan left my lips. At once, it felt like everything I had been missing had returned to me, and I was left to feel nothing but wholeness—total bliss.

Beau’s grip on my hips tightened as he grunted, leaning his forehead against the crook of my neck while he stilled and let us both bask in the moment. Like even he couldn’t believe what was happening.

He cursed against my skin while he left reverent kisses there. “I’ve missed this…”

Silently, I had no choice but to agree, yet the words wouldn’t leave me even if I tried harder.

The moment he pulled his hips back, leaving me wanting more, another moan escaped me the second he pushed back in, causing even himself to groan into my neck.

With that overwhelming pleasure flitting between us as he slowly built up a rhythm while he held me up against the door, it felt as though something clicked into place for Beau—like whatever restraint he had finally snapped, and as he promised, there was no holding back.

Keeping his firm grip on me, he picked up the pace, focusing on giving us both as much pleasure as possible. The animalistic strength he had went into his thrusts while he grunted breathlessly and maintained that speed and depth.

Leaning back against the door again, I tried to quiet my moans, but with him feeding me so much overwhelming stimulation, I barely managed to bite them back while my fingers dug into his shoulders as though my life depended on it.

“Damn it…” Beau muttered through his relentless movements, not afraid to show me how he was affected by the feeling of being inside me. “…you’re so tight…”

The need in his voice had me in a chokehold while I whimpered, my jaw going slack at every thrust full of concentrated passion and lust. With one hand gripping his shoulder, the other wandered into his hair as my fingers threaded through his dark tresses and used it like an anchor.

As my moans grew louder and my head filled with more of that pleasant haze, I let go of breathless affirmations, encouraging him to keep going—to keep giving me exactly what I needed and wanted.

Through the sinful sounds of our bodies melding together again and again, I was losing myself in the pleasure of it all, hardly registering anything beyond the way he filled me in the way he used to, reminding me of how things once were for us.

Grunting, Beau adjusted his grasp on me, shifting my body in a way that let him move even deeper inside me, making my moans pitch higher as my skin grew hotter, and I could hardly handle just how intense it all was.

He captured my lips in a rough kiss to keep me quiet while he moved even faster, flicking his hips into me at a delicious pace that made us both groan.

Unable to take it any longer, my thighs shook as I clenched around him, feeling the tension in my lower belly tightening until it couldn’t withstand it. I moaned louder against his mouth as stars dotted my vision, and that wave of pure bliss hit me at once.

My eyes rolled back with my orgasm, trembling and gripping him tightly while I let go completely and hit cloud nine.

As a result, Beau growled lowly before he broke the kiss and leaned closer, nipping at my shoulder while his hips faltered. With a grunt, he bit down on my shoulder, making me gasp through my dazed state as he released, body trembling against mine. The pain only intensified my bliss, grounding me to the present moment.

Groaning, he stilled his hips, relaxing his jaw again while he panted and caught his breath before leaning his forehead against my neck.

Carefully, he lowered me to the ground again, holding my waist firmly to keep me up on my wobbly legs. Keeping me close, he gently kissed the spot where his teeth sank into me, and the heat of his body against mine felt beyond addictive.

While we stood there, catching our breath, the way he held me and gave my skin as much attention as possible made me know we had a long, eventful night ahead of us.