Rejected by Her Mate Claimed by Four Alphas novel Chapter 115

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I ground down on his face, riding him, shameless, smearing my wet all over his mouth and chin. His groans vibrated against me, and the more I moved, the deeper he pushed, the harder he sucked, until it was too much.

The orgasm slammed into me without warning. My back arched off the bed, my p***y clenched tight around his tongue, and a ragged moan ripped out of me.

“Ohhh–Killian–yes-”

He didn’t stop. He let me flood his mouth, lapped it up greedily, rode the wave with me, dragging it out until I was thrashing against him. When I tried to close my thighs, he shoved them open wider, licking one long stripe over me that made me cry out all over again.

When he finally let my wrists go, I sagged limp into the sheets. He pulled back just enough to grin, face wet with me, lips shining.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” he said, voice wrecked. He dragged his tongue over his lower lip, slow, like he wanted me to see. “Sweetest thing I’ve ever had.”

Heat ripped through me all over again at his words.

He kissed up my body, wet and hot–stomach, ribs, throat–until he reached my mouth. I tasted myself on his tongue, pulled him deeper, kissed him harder when he made that low, filthy growl in his chest.

But then I shoved him back, breathless, eyes burning. “My turn,” I said, voice breaking with hunger. “Let me

give you what you just gave me.”

He didn’t argue. He leaned back, stripped the rest of the way, and I dropped to my knees between his legs.

His c**k was thick, heavy, flushed dark, and slick with pre–cum that gleamed at the tip. I wrapped my hand

around him–hot, solid, pulsing–and stroked once before I leaned in and licked him from base to crown.

“Goddess,” he hissed, his hips twitching up.

I opened my mouth and took him in, slow at first, dragging my tongue under the head, then down the length as far as I could go. His hand immediately tangled in my hair, fingers tight. I hollowed my cheeks,

sucked hard, bobbing deeper, and spit pooled on my lips, slicking him.

He groaned, low and rough, hips rocking once, testing. I let him. I gagged a little, throat tightening around

him, and his grip in my hair tightened, holding me down. I pulled back, spit and pre–cum shining on my chin, then shoved forward again, faster, swallowing around him until tears pricked the corners of my eyes.

“Fuck–take it, take all of it,” he gritted, voice harsh. He pushed me deeper, his c**k sliding down my throat, choking me, and I let him, drool spilling, gagging around him while he groaned.

He yanked me back by the hair, spit trailing from my lips to his c**k, and stared at me, breath ragged.” Messy little mouth,” he rasped, then shoved me back down, rougher this time. I moaned around him,

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throat stretched full, nuse pressed into his stomach, drool dripping down my chin.

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t stroked him with one hand at the base, twisting, while my mouth worked the rest, gagging and swallowing, sucking until he was cursing, hips jerking despite himself. His c**k throbbed on my tongue, heavy and alive, and I loved the way he fucked my face, rough but careful, the sounds spilling from him

raw.

When he pulled me up by my hair, my mouth was wet and swollen, my face streaked with spit. He kissed me anyway, groaning into my mouth like he couldn’t get enough.

Then he shoved me back on the bed, fingers already sliding between my legs. One finger pushed into me- deep, slow, stretching me–and I gasped. Another joined it, thick and insistent, his thumb rubbing circles over my clit until I was moaning nonstop.

“More,” I begged.

He slid in a third finger, stretching me wider, working them in and out while my p***y clenched helplessly. I cried out, clutched at his arm, couldn’t think straight from the pressure building.

When he pushed a fourth inside, my body burned with the stretch, the fullness, and I was gone. I screamed his name as the orgasm tore through me, my p***y clenching around his fingers while he fucked me with them, his thumb grinding my clit until I was a shaking mess under him.

“Good girl,” he growled, lips at my ear. “So fucking tight. So wet for me.”

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