Abandoned While Pregnant, Claimed by the Alpha novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

The pleasure rolled through me

“Baby,” Hebert breathed out in a low, devastatingly sensual exhale, “you’re completely soaked for me… so slick, so warm…”

thick, relentless waves, drowning me one layer at a time. My head fell back beyond my control, both fists twisting into the expensive fabric of his shirt, my body trembling with quiet, helpless shudders. Then he turned me around and pressed me back onto the bed with a dominance that held the faintest edge of tenderness with rose petals.

a bed strewn

He knelt at the bedside like a man at worship and bowed his head between my thighs. His broad shoulders pressed my legs wide apart, leaving me entirely open before him. The scorching tip of his tongue dragged slowly over my slick folds, then curled with precision around my swollen, sensitive clit, sucking and licking with steady, deliberate force. His tongue circled slowly at times, and at others dipped into my entrance with supple, searching strokes, stirring deep inside and drawing out the sweet slick that kept welling up to meet him.

“Ah! Hebert! God…” A broken, wailing cry tore from my throat, tears streaming freely from the sheer overwhelming intensity of it. My body convulsed against the soft scatter of petals, my thighs clamping instinctively around his head, my hips lifting in small, involuntary arches to chase the movement of his tongue.

He attended to me with the reverent, meticulous devotion of someone savoring something irreplaceable. His tongue flickered rapidly against my clit while two fingers slid slowly inside me, curling upward to press with gentle precision against the most sensitive point along my inner wall. The wet, pulsing pleasure built in dense, layered waves, until my entire body felt boneless – my only anchor the rose petals bunched in my white-knuckled fists.

The pleasure mounted and sharpened. My inner walls began to contract in soft yet powerful pulses around his fingers, gripping and releasing as though trying to draw him deeper. My clit swelled to its limit beneath his tongue, every stroke of it sending a bolt of sensation straight to the top of my skull.

The rose petals were crushed beneath my trembling body, releasing a richer, sweeter fragrance that mingled with the warm, heady scent rising from my skin. And then the orgasm broke free Иike a dam giving way

“Ah!! Hebert!” My back snapped into a rigid arch, the cry ripping from my throat raw and ragged. My walls clenched in violent, rapid spasms deep inside, wave after wave of fierce contractions seizing his fingers, the soft flesh shaking and squeezing as though to pull him in entirely. A rush of scalding slick burst free in uncontrollable surges, splashing against his working tongue and lips, mixing with the glistening wetness already there, soaking his chin and the petals scattered beneath me. My clit throbbed wildly at the peak of stimulation, each pulse detonating a cascading burst of electricity from my core straight through to the crown of my head, my vision bleaching white in waves. My legs shook violently, barely able to stay open, my fingers clawing into the petals and the sheets beneath them, nails pressing half-moon indentations into my palms. My breasts rose and fell in sharp heaves, nipples stiff and aching, every inch of my skin electrified and raw with sensation. The pleasure rolled through me in long, towering swells each wave cresting higher than the last, lifting to the peak again and again before drawing me down into something deeper and more consuming. My cries broke apart into ragged, breathless sobs that echoed through the cabin lounge, my body convulsing for what felt like a long, suspended moment before it finally, gradually, began to drift back down from that blazkig, brilliant summit…

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