The Rejected daughter chosen by the Alpha (Maya and Atila) novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

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Chapter 108

MAYA

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He started slow. The tip of his tongue ran the full length of me in one long, lazy stroke, like he was tasting fruit for the first time. My fingers tightened on the edge. He did it again-firmer now, flatter-and a small, helpless sound slipped out of me.

His mouth closed over my clit and my breath vanished.

It wasn’t just his mouth. It was the way his hands held my thighs exactly where he wanted them. The contrast of hot tongue and warm water sliding down my skin. The fact that he wasn’t in any hurry.

He sucked slow. Released. Licked in circles. Sucked again.

Every movement intentional. Every pause stretching me tighter, closer, desperate for the next touch.

I looked down.

He was looking up at me.

Dark eyes locked on mine while his mouth worked, while his tongue did things I didn’t even know were possible. I couldn’t look away. Neither could he..

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One hand left my thigh and slid up my stomach to my breast. His fingers found my nipple and squeezed at the exact moment his tongue pressed firm, circular against my clit.

My mouth opened. What came out wasn’t a scream—it was a long, wrecked moan that felt like it clawed up from somewhere deep and hidden.

He didn’t stop.

His tongue traced slow figure eights, and just when I thought I couldn’t take another second, he sucked hard. My hips tried to pull away, but his hands held me in place.

Again. Harder. His tongue vibrating against me-

And that’s when it hit.

Not a wave.

A drop.

Like the floor disappeared and I was falling inside my own body. Every muscle locked. My fingers tangled blindly in his wet hair.

I gasped. Almost screamed. I couldn’t tell where the water ended and my skin began. Where his mouth ended and I began.

My legs went weak. I collapsed forward.

I landed in his lap, breath breaking against his neck. My arms wrapped around his shoulders. My face buried against his throat. Still shaking, my hand slid down his chest, over his stomach, searching.

He caught my wrist before I got what I wanted.

“Another day,” he said, voice rough and scraped raw. “I’ve got plans for you right now.”

He pulled me back, turned me, laid me against his chest. My back hit solid muscle. His breathing was still uneven against my neck. His hand gripped my waist, adjusting my hips exactly where he wanted them.

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His other hand moved slowly up my body. Wet fingers tracing my stomach, then cupping my breasts like he was memorizing their shape. He scooped water in his palm and poured it over them. It ran hot over my nipples, down my belly -and before it finished dripping, his hand was there again, washing me. Soaping me. Slow circles.

He washed my neck. My shoulders. Slid down my arms, opened my fingers one by one, cleaned between them like it was the most important thing he’d ever do.

I was limp against him. Still trembling.

When his hand returned to my waist, I felt it.

He pulled me back slightly, adjusting my hips. The head of his cock brushed my entrance once. Twice. A slow, deliberate glide like a warning.

Then he pushed.

Slow.

So slow I felt every inch. Every pulse. Every fraction of space disappearing as he filled me completely. The water shifted in small waves around us. My mouth opened but no sound came out.

He buried his face in my shoulder, breath hot against wet skin, and kept pushing until there was nowhere left to go.

He stayed still.

One second.

Two.

The hand on my waist slid up to my throat. His fingers settled there-not squeezing. Just holding. The right amount of pressure. Exact.

I tilted my head slightly, offering more. I felt the muffled groan he let out against my skin.

Then he moved.

Slow at first. Long strokes. Each one deeper than the last. Every withdrawal leaving an emptiness the next thrust filled harder. Water sloshed against the tub’s edges, splashing over our thighs.

His hand at my throat didn’t tighten. Just held. His thumb resting over my collarbone. The other fingers spread like a warm necklace.

Then he sped up.

Shorter. Firmer thrusts. The rhythm changed without warning. His free hand found my breast again, squeezing, pinching in perfect sync with each drive of his hips.

I could hear the water. His breathing. The sounds falling out of my mouth with every impact.

“Like that,” I whispered. I didn’t even know what I was asking for. But he did.

His fingers dug into my waist. He pulled my hips harder against him and started fucking me like a man starving. Brutal rhythm. Each thrust hitting so deep I felt it in my teeth, in my tongue, at the back of my throat.

His hand still wasn’t squeezing my neck.

But I wanted it to.

I wanted to feel how desperate he was.

was.

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Chapter 108

“Look at me.”

It was both an order and a plea.

I turned my head. Met his eyes.

And that’s how we came.

Together.

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