Chapter 77: Make me yours

Shadow lowered his massive frame until he was eye to eye with Alyssa. He tilted his head slightly to the side, his thick tongue lolling out in a playful gesture.

The sight made Alyssa burst into a bright laugh. "Aren’t you adorable?" she chuckled, stepping closer.

Shadow lowered himself against the wet earth, and Alyssa instantly understood what he wanted.

She climbed onto his broad back and made herself comfortable, burying her face into the dense fur of his shoulder, her fingers fisting tightly into his coat.

Shadow slowly rose to his full height, taking careful steps out of the cluttered parking lot. Once his giant paws hit the open road, he broke into a wild run.

Alyssa’s squeal of pure excitement echoed into the night as they raced through the rain. The sensation was exhilarating beyond words. The world blurred into a haze of rain and shadow around them, the cold wind whipping her hair into a frenzy.

Shadow cut through the forest, taking the path through the palm grove. In a matter of minutes, they arrived at the villa.

He slowed to a stop near the front entrance, pacing twice in a slow circle before lowering his belly to the ground. Alyssa slid off his back, her knees weak from the thrill, her face flushed red from the cold air.

Shadow retreated, his massive wolf frame melting away to reveal Dorian standing in the rain. His silky hair was damp and slicked back, but his golden eyes twinkled with immense, unfiltered glee.

"That was amazing," she gasped, her voice trembling from the cold. "But what about the car?"

Dorian chuckled softly, taking her hand in his to lead her toward the front door. "Alden will bring it back tomorrow. We need to get you out of these wet clothes before you catch a cold."

"Even if I catch a cold, I’m glad we did this," she beamed happily. "I’ve never had so much fun."

The clock inside read just past 9 PM. In the warmth of their bedroom, Dorian helped her out of the damp dress. He unclasped the necklace, then swung her up into his arms and carried her to the bathroom.

"Will you shower with me?" she asked suddenly.

Without breaking his stride, Dorian looked down at her, his gaze darkening into something molten and undeniably heated.

"Do you want me to?"

She nodded without hesitation, her eyes locked firmly on his.

Dorian didn’t say another word. He lowered her to the floor, pausing in surprise when her fingers reached out and gripped the hem of his shirt.

He stood still and let her undress him. She pulled the wet fabric over his head, tossing it aside onto the floor, then hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his slacks.

She pulled them down together with his boxer shorts, and he stepped out of them. Then, reaching out, she took his hand in hers and led him straight toward the walk-in shower.

Standing naked before him, her nipples tightened from the chilly air.

Dorian was impressed by her boldness. His gold eyes burned as he slipped one hand around the curve of her waist. With his other hand, he reached over to crank the brass shower knob to mid-hot before turning it on.

The warm cascade of water hit Alyssa’s back, ripping a sigh of pure relief from her lips. In seconds, steam filled the glass enclosure.

Dorian started to reach for the bottle of bath oil resting on the marble ledge, but she suddenly caught his jaw and pulled his head down, pressing her lips hard to his.

He reacted instantly. His arms locked tightly around her waist, hauling her body against his broad chest as he devoured her mouth. Taking complete control, he spun her around, slamming her back flat against the tiled wall.

His hands roamed her wet skin without restraint, sliding up to frame her jaw, dragging down her throat to cup her breasts and squeeze the soft mounds. She arched into his touch, her breathless moan disappearing down his throat as he deepened the kiss, driving his tongue deep into her mouth.

He tweaked her nipples mercilessly between his fingers, and just as she began to whimper from the sharp, sweet ache of it, he slid his hands lower, cupping the full, soft flare of her ass.

The shower was forgotten as they both drowned in the scorching heat of the moment. Dorian lifted her, and her legs wrapped smoothly around his waist, locking him close.

"Dorian..." she gasped against his mouth, her head falling back in total surrender. "Take me. Make me yours."

Dorian stepped out of the shower, leaving the shower running and filling the bathroom with steam. He carried her out and lowered her onto the bed, his muscular body instantly hovering over hers as he finally broke the brutal kiss.

His mouth trailed down her jawline, leaving a burning trail across her skin. He sucked wildly on each breast, his teeth lightly grazing over the tight, sensitive buds until she was squirming and writhing in pure ecstasy beneath him.

His lips traveled lower, kissing a path down the smoothness of her stomach, going lower and lower until his breath was hot against her aching center.

​"Open for me, Alyssa," he murmured, his voice thick, dripping with raw possessiveness. "Let me see how wet you are."

She parted her thighs willingly, baring her most intimate heat to him. Dorian let out a deep, dangerous growl from the depths of his chest at the sight; she was completely drenched, her slick folds glistening under the warm light.

"So fucking perfect," he rasped before burying his face between her thighs and swiping his tongue up her clit.

Alyssa bucked straight off the bed, her hands flying down to tangle wildly in his hair. A sharp cry broke from her lips, her hips trembling as she arched upward, desperately seeking his mouth.

Dorian hoisted her slender legs up, resting her thighs over his shoulders, and dove in to completely devour her. Every swipe of his tongue pulled wild moans from her chest, making her grind frantically against his face, her whole body shuddering from the intense, overwhelming sensation.

Dorian was utterly merciless. His lips latched firmly around her swollen clit, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth until her soft whimpers turned into wild, uncontrolled screams.

His tongue moved expertly, swirling in slow, agonizing circles before flickering rapidly to torment the sensitive nerve endings, building a crushing pressure inside her body.

She shattered completely into his mouth with a shrill, breathless cry, her orgasm slamming into her core and causing her whole body to spasm violently.

And Dorian consumed every drop of it. He growled savagely against her skin, the sweet taste of her flooding his mouth. He refused to slow down, his tongue swirling and swiping ruthlessly through her slick core until her thighs tightened around his face in sheer sensory overload.

While she was still caught in the intense throes of her release, he straightened up, carefully sliding her legs off his shoulders. He slowly licked his lips, his golden eyes locked onto her dazed face.

"You’re so perfect," he whispered huskily, leaning down over her to capture her mouth again. "So fucking perfect."

She tasted her own slickness on his tongue, the realization sending a surge of wicked heat straight through her veins as their tongues swirled together in a deep, wet kiss.

The intensity stole her breath completely before he pulled back, his eyes dark with unspent desire.

He flipped her onto her stomach, his hands gentle yet firm on her hips as he hauled her up into a kneeling position. He pressed his palm lightly against her spine until her back dipped into a deep arch, leaving her plump ass raised high in the air.

She gasped as his open palm came down sharp against her skin, the stinging slap sparking through her body before melting into a deep throbbing heat. He stroked his hand over the smooth, soft skin, then delivered another hard, stinging smack to her ass.

Without giving her a moment to catch her breath, he positioned the head of his cock directly against her wet entrance and drove all the way in with one intense, punishing thrust.

Her high-pitched cry rang out through the bedroom, thick and unrestrained, her fingers fisting desperately into the bedsheets.

Holding her hips in a vise grip, he withdrew fully until his cock barely hovered at her slit, then slammed back into her.

"Fuck!" he growled, his jaw clenching as her inner walls squeezed his pulsing length. She was so wet from her previous orgasm that every slide produced a slick, friction-heavy heat that intensified the pleasure a hundredfold.

"Dorian..." she whimpered breathlessly, her head buried in the pillows. "Faster."

Dorian threw his head back, his eyes closing as he began to drive his hips furiously into her. Every thrust slammed harder and deeper than the last. The sound of his skin slapping wetly against her ass filled the quiet room, alongside his deep, gut-wrenching groans and her high, breathless moans.

He lost all restraint, going feral above her. He smacked her ass repeatedly, his hard palm leaving red imprints on her fair skin. His thrusts became ruthlessly savage, his hands bruising her hips as he pounded into her with unbridled strength.

Her cries turned frantic, her breath bursting out in short, ragged hitches with every heavy impact. He reached down, weaving his fingers into her hair, and gently yanked her head back to force her spine into a deeper arch.

"Look at you," he growled, his voice thick and laced with dark satisfaction. "So submissive. So eager."

He smacked her ass once more, then locked his hands on her hips and set a punishing, rapid pace. "You’re mine, Alyssa. Mine! Fucking mine!"

"Ahhh, Dorian... I’m... I’m cumming!" she cried out, her voice cracking as a second orgasm ripped through her body. Her entire frame shuddered and convulsed beneath his hands.

Her tight walls clamped down like a vise around his cock, and Dorian let out a savage, guttural roar. He pulled back half an inch and slammed himself back in, burying himself to the hilt as he trembled violently, pouring his hot seed deep inside her.

They hung on the edge together for long, breathless seconds, wrapped tightly in a thick haze of impenetrable sensation.

When the tremors finally subsided, he slowly pulled out of her slick warmth and collapsed onto his back beside her.

They lay side by side, breathing in sync, their chests heaving together in the quiet room. Alyssa opened her heavy eyes and turned her head to look at Dorian, who was already staring back at her with intense, burning devotion.

Then, breaking the quiet air, she shocked him with three quiet words.

"I love you."