Page 12 of Auditing the Alpha

And then he was moving down my body, lips and tongue and teeth marking a path down my chest, my stomach, my hipbones. He settled between my legs, looking up at me with those otherworldly eyes, and without breaking eye contact, took me into his mouth.

I swore loudly, hands fisting in the sheets as wet heat engulfed me. Klaus hummed in approval, the vibration adding another layer of sensation. He was careful with his elongated teeth, using his tongue to create indescribable pressure and friction.

This can’t be happening,I thought deliriously.I’m being blown by a werewolf in a cabin during a blizzard.

Klaus pulled off with an obscene pop. “I can smell your thoughts racing,” he said, voice husky. “Stay with me.”

“I’m here,” I assured him, reaching down to touch his face. “Just… processing.”

He turned his head to nip at my fingers. “Process later. Feel now.”

With that, he returned to his task with renewed enthusiasm, taking me deeper than should have been physically possible. His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as I writhed beneath him.

Just as I felt myself approaching the edge, he pulled away completely, ignoring my whimper of protest.

“Not yet,” he said, crawling back up my body. “I want to be inside you when you come.”

The words alone nearly finished me. “Yes,” I agreed breathlessly. “God, yes.”

Klaus reached to the nightstand and retrieved a small bottle. He coated his fingers liberally, then looked at me with a question in his eyes.

“You’re sure?” he asked, seriousness cutting through the haze of lust. “This means something different for my kind.”

I understood what he wasn’t saying. This wasn’t just sex for him—it was a claim, a declaration.

“I’m sure,” I said, surprising myself with how much I meant it. Three days in Pine Peak had somehow rewired my priorities completely.

The smile he gave me was blinding in its joy. He kissed me deeply, then moved his slick fingers between my legs, circling and teasing before slowly pressing one inside.

I gasped at the intrusion, then relaxed as he worked me open with practiced patience. One finger became two, then three, stretching and preparing me thoroughly.

“Klaus,” I panted as he curved his fingers to hit that perfect spot inside me. “I’m ready. Please.”

He withdrew his fingers and positioned himself between my thighs, the blunt head of his cock pressing against me. With excruciating slowness, he began to push inside, giving me time to adjust to his considerable size.

So full,I thought, fighting to relax around the intrusion.So good.

“Okay?” he asked, holding perfectly still once he was fully seated within me.

I nodded, beyond words. He began to move, pulling back and pushing forward in a rhythm that quickly had me gasping. His changed eyes never left my face, watching my every reaction with intense focus.

“Mine,” he growled again, pace increasing. “Say it.”

“Yours,” I agreed, not even caring how desperate I sounded. “God, Klaus, I’m yours.”

Something wild and possessive flashed in his expression. He hooked one arm under my knee, changing the angle to hit that perfect spot with every thrust. My vision began to blur at the edges as pleasure built to an impossible peak.

“Going to… mark you,” Klaus panted, rhythm faltering. “Not… the full claim. Not without… your permission. But something…”

“Yes,” I gasped, not entirely sure what I was agreeing to but beyond caring. “Anything.”

His thrusts became harder, deeper, pushing me rapidly toward the edge. When I was just on the precipice, he bent down and sank his teeth—his very human teeth, I realized dimly—into the juncture of my neck and shoulder. Not breaking skin, but definitely leaving a mark.

The sensation pushed me over the edge. I came with a shout, untouched, clenching around him as pleasure overwhelmed me. Klaus followed seconds later, his rhythm stuttering as he growled my name against my neck.

For long moments, we lay tangled together, his weight a pleasant anchor as our breathing slowed. Finally, he rolled to the side, keeping me close against his chest. I could feel his heart thundering beneath my ear.

“That was…” I trailed off, lacking adequate words.