Her possessive alpha novel Chapter 51

　　Warmth 1

　　“Cian!”

　　“Yes master,” the dawn pack’s beta came running at the call of his name.

　　“My mate and I are headed somewhere now; I am placing you and Kiara in charge of the new refugees while I am gone. I know you and Filip been the one taking charge before in my absence, but now I want you to put Kiara by your side because Filip has been busy with his guards setting up more camps. We cannot allow that reason drag us behind when there is still plenty of work to do, there are still a lot of wounded refugees, some even at the point of death waiting for our aid in the other camps. I have already sent a message to Kiara about her new duties, you will inform Nani as well. I am sure she will be of great help to you both.”

　　“Yes master, thank you master.”

　　“That’ll be all.”

　　Cian bowed and turned, walking away, and then Lucas turned to Ava who was right beside him.

　　His touches ignite a fire inside her, not just between her legs, where her pussy aches to be touched by him again, a deeper warmth she gets when she’s with him. Loosing herself as they explore each other’s mouths, she finds her hand rubbing the hair on his chest, feeling down his body until she grasps his manhood. Sighing on his tongue she feels him twitch, sharing in the passion and lust that he has for her. She feels safe, comfortable and happy when they are together, no other man has been able to please her in this way. In that moment she knows she needs to show him how much she cares for him, to submit to him like she did before. She pushes the blanket aside and lowers him down so his back hits softly against the warm rug, she kisses her way down his chest, flicking her tongue over his nipples, giggling as she gently nibbles on them to make them hard with excitement. Moving her mouth lower still she kisses down over his stomach, his cock springs back up to life as soon as it brushes her mouth. He brings his hands to run through her hair, gently guiding her to her place.

　　Stretching her lips, she takes the head of his cock into her mouth, it brings her so much pleasure, feeling as his cock twitches and grows as her tongue swirls around his head. Her fingertips stroke his balls as the crackling cabin fire produces a wave of heat that washes down over their bodies, but the heat is unmatched by the heat in her throat. Taking him deep she feels proud to be able to make him feel this good.

　　He looks down at her as his cock disappears into her throat, to think to himself just how fucking lucky he is to have this woman here worshipping his cock. He rests himself against the rug as her head bobs gracefully back and forth along his shaft. Everything else in the world seems to disappear in that moment as the ripples of hot wetness envelops him, sending shivers of pleasure up his spine to thrum in her head. With a spark of passion, he ties his fingers into her hair, holding her head with a firm grip as he starts to thrust his hips into her mouth, the room filled with only the sounds of crackling fire and small choking noises. He lets out a primal low growl of approval as she keeps her hands behind her back, a sign of submission to him, and a green light to increase his pace. Making eye contact with him only sends him into frenzy, starting to roughly fuck her throat. As she struggles to maintain eye contact, watery tears disappear down along her cheeks. The sounds of low choking noises replaced by the loud guttural noises of her gagging to maintain her composure. He fucking loves the way her throat feels around his cock, and the way her tongue laps at his balls as she slowly sends him to the edge. The gagging gets intense and he quickly pulls his cock out of her mouth, chains of spit cling to her lips in an erotic showing of her dedication to his pleasure, she grabs his cock and swallows him again.