FIA
The slow, sensual pace turned into something rougher. More urgent. I started moving faster, bouncing on his cock with abandon. His hips began to thrust up to meet mine, and suddenly we were moving together in perfect sync.
The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. His thighs hit my ass with each thrust, and the impact sent jolts of pleasure through me.
I tried to stay quiet, but it was impossible. Small moans escaped my lips with every movement. I leaned down and kissed him again, trying to muffle the sounds I was making.
Our tongues battled for dominance. He tasted like heat and desire and everything I’d ever wanted. I bit down on his bottom lip, and he groaned into my mouth.
His hands were everywhere. On my hips, my waist, my breasts, my ass. He couldn’t seem to decide where to touch me. Like he wanted to memorize every inch of my body all at once.
I broke the kiss to catch my breath. My forehead rested against his as we moved together. The pleasure was building in my core, coiling tighter and tighter with each thrust.
"I’m close," I gasped. "I’m so fucking close, Cian."
He shifted his hips slightly, and the new angle made stars burst behind my eyes. His mouth found my ear, and his breath was hot against my skin.
"Me too," he whispered. "Come with me, Fia. I want to feel you come apart on my cock."
His words pushed me closer to the edge. I could feel my body tensing, my muscles coiling in preparation for release. Just a little more. Just a few more thrusts and I’d be there.
Then came the knock.
Sharp and insistent and completely destroying the rhythm we’d built.
We both froze. My body was still trembling on the edge of orgasm but the interruption had shattered the moment.
"Fuck," Cian whispered.
The knock came again.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he called out, his voice strained. "Yes?"
"It’s Thorne." The voice came through the door. "Alpha Gabriel is awake."
The words took a moment to register. When they did, I felt Cian tense beneath me. Not with pleasure this time, but with something else.
Concern.
Duty.
Gabriel was awake after all.
I lifted myself off Cian slowly. The loss of connection made us both wince. I shifted my panties back into place and pulled my nightgown down while Cian grabbed his pants and started pulling them on.
"I’ll be right there," Cian called to the door.
"Understood, Alpha Cian."
The footsteps retreated down the hallway.
I looked at Cian. He was buttoning his pants with jerky, frustrated movements. His cock was still hard, still straining against the fabric. He looked like he wanted to punch something.
"I’m sorry," he said.
I shook my head. "Don’t be. Your uncle is important."
"I know. But the timing..." He ran a hand through his hair. "Fuck."
I couldn’t help but laugh. The sound was breathless and a little hysterical. We’d been so close. So incredibly close.
"Rain check?" I offered.



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