The Alpha's Cat (4 page)

Finally giving in. No turning back
now. After I managed to get his shirt and jacket off, I worked his pants. Then
I reached inside and touched his cock. Already hard and waiting for release. It
throbbed in my hand as I caressed it.

Tate groaned and ripped my panties
off. His sculpted chest tightened as I pumped his dick harder. “Elise,” he
moaned and pressed two fingers inside the the folds of my cunt, tickling my
clit with the perfect amount of pressure. How was he so good at that? It’s as
if he knew what I wanted. My legs almost gave out until he stopped and hefted
me up against the wall.

“Eee,” I squeaked.

Staring up with those wild green
eyes, Tate raised his brows. “You okay, kitty?”

I wrapped my legs around his
torso. “The wall is kind of cold,” I said with a slight pout.

The wolf laughed. “Don’t worry
we’ll warm it up,” he said as he held me firmly with one hand and finished
pushing his pants and boxers down with another.

“Never done it against a wall
before,” I said and trembled as he nipped at my breasts.

Tate smiled and positioned
himself. “There’s a first time for everything,” he said and slid his cock into
my tight entrance. His eyes widened and he took a deep breath. “Are you a
virgin?”

I moaned and scowled. “No, but it
sort of feels like my first time,” I said through short breaths.

He kissed me and moved his hips
back and forth, slowly at first. “That’s too bad. I would’ve loved to be your
first. Still, you’re pretty tight,” he moaned as he worked his cock deeper
inside, penetrating where it counted.

“Ah!” I gasped and gripped his
shoulders, feeling the muscles shift under his taut skin. His strong form,
keeping me in place.

I leaned my head back and closed
my eyes. Drowning in pure ecstasy. His teeth nipped at my neck as he pounded me
harder. Over and over.

“You’re so beautiful, Elise,” he
whispered and assaulted my breasts with his talented tongue.

Looking down, I ran my fingers
through his silky hair. The ring on my finger shone bright from the outdoor
light above us.

He grazed his teeth along my
nipple while pulling back slowly. Then his eyes locked with mine. Nothing else
mattered in that moment. We were like two pieces of the same puzzle. Fitting
perfectly.

I leaned down and kissed him. Soft
lips danced with mine as my body shook uncontrollably. “Tate,” I moaned as
delightful surges pulsed across my spine. Then my eyes widened. The orgasm,
dangerously close.

“Ah!” Tate growled.

Knowing he was also close to his
happy ending, I cupped his face. “I want to see what you look like when you
come,” I managed to say through deep breaths.

He smiled. “I was going to say the
same thing about you, kitty.” He thrust even faster, making the goose flesh
bubble on my skin. “Mm. Mm. Mm.” he growled.

Body jerked and I screamed.
Electricity washed over every nerve ending as I came with Tate. His hot seed
poured inside me, filling me to the brim.

Shaky hands let me down on wobbly
knees.

“Wait, I don’t think I can stand,”
I said while wrapping my arms around his neck.

“That’s fine. Hold onto me.” He
kissed my forehead and picked me up. How the hell did he have enough strength
for that?

He laid back on an outdoor couch,
pulling me on top of him. His breathing remained short and heavy.

I laid my head on his sculpted
chest, listening to his heart race.

It was literally five minutes
until he sat up with another erection. Poking on my upper thigh. My eyes
widened. That didn’t take long. “Seriously?” I asked.

Laugher filled his eyes. “Oh,
that’s so adorable. Did you think we were actually done?” he asked and kissed
me, running his hand over my hair and tugging at a lock.

“Well, I’ve never gone more than
once with any past lovers.”

Tate pulled me so I was straddling
him. “Don’t talk about others you’ve been with. You’re mine.”

I chuckled. “Wow, jealous much?”

“Incredibly,” he said and kissed
me again. Then he reached down and pressed his finger inside my wet folds.
Tickling my clit back to life. For a moment I didn’t think it would work, but a
jolt shot through me and I moaned. Static roamed across my skin.

“Ah!” I gasped and gripped the
base of his dick. Veins pulsed from inside the velvety skin as I pumped it up
and down a few times.

“Ah! Fuck!” Tate groaned.

Positioning myself over him. I
eased down and let the large muscle fill me up once again. Then I rocked back
and forth. The friction between us slick and hot.

I rolled my hips around as I
leaned up and pushed back down. Then I tightened my pussy, watching his eyes
widen as I squeezed his cock. “You liked that,” I said and smiled.

“Hell yes,” he growled. “As much
as you like this.” He ran his hands over my breasts and rolled my nipples
between his fingers. “Do it again,” he moaned.

Muscles burned as I rode him
harder. Electric shocks sparked through my nipples. Vision blurred.

Tate bucked his hips. Matching my
rhythm. Then he gripped my hips as we rocked into each other harder.

Don’t know how much more of this I
can take. The penetration in this position slid deeper. Before I knew it
another intense orgasm struck. Immediately, I went limp and leaned my head into
the crook of his neck.

Tate, panting, bucked his hips a few
more times before bursting with a loud growl. “Damn, Elise. You’re amazing,” he
gasped.

We sat in silence, trying to catch
our breaths.

He kissed my forehead and held me.
His hands trailed up and down my back.

“This is nice,” I said and smiled.
For once in my life I felt at ease. Never usually happened with my line of
work.

“Yes, it’s perfect except one
thing.”

I look up at him. “What?”

He pulled a few strands of hair
away from my face. “You didn’t say yes to my proposal. I want to hear you say
it.”

I pouted and stared. It’s not like
it was a bad deal. I get Tate Wilson and never have to worry about surviving.
Instead I get to live. With him. “Why not,” I said.

Tate frowned. “You can at least
sound like you’re excited that you found your mate.”

I laughed. “Yes!”

“Good,” he said with bright eyes
and a big smile.

“But if you betray me I will
seriously kick the living shit out of you. Don’t think I couldn’t do it. I’m
stronger than I look.”

Now it was his turn to laugh.
“Yeah, I know. I saw what you did you did to poor Bay.”

I snorted. “Poor Bay? You’re thugs
kidnapped
me
,” I said and scowled.

Tate shook his head. “Had to get
you here somehow.” Leaning down, he kissed me. Passionate and tender. “I will
never hurt you or betray you. You’re my mate. I’m already in love with you.”

After all the steamy sex I still
managed to blush. “We um…better get dressed,” I said and struggled to stand up.
“Oh, I’m going to be so sore tomorrow.”

Grabbing my dress, the wolf handed
it to me. “Who said anything about being done tonight?”

I coughed. “What? No. I mean.
Could we manage?”

“One way to find out,” he said and
put his tux back on. He didn’t even bother to tuck it in.

“Judging by our appearance people
are going to put two and two together,” I said and pulled the dress over me.

“Good. Let them,” Tate said and
led me away from the balcony, through the crowd and up to his bedroom where I
passed out almost instantly on his soft bed.

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Carrie Kelly lives in Washington and writes sexy erotic
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