Page 64 of Rejected By the Alpha

Davix stalked toward me and crawled up onto the bed, taking my small wrist in his huge hand and pulling my fingers toward his mouth. The man was completely gone, his wolf in his place. And, God, he was sexy.

Confident. Domineering.

Just like that wolf who had chased me through the woods to eat my pussy that first day.

Once he sucked off all my juices, he placed my legs on his shoulders and buried his face between my legs. His tongue darted across my clit, over and over, back and forth. My toes curled, and I whimpered.

“Fuck,” I whispered, the pressure rising. “You’re so good at⁠—”

“Ember!”

My eyes widened, and I snapped my head toward the door. Was that … Pavel?!

Davix didn’t seem fazed at all. He either hadn’t heard him or just didn’t care. Instead, this man double downed and sucked my clit between his lips. I dug my heels into his back, desperately trying to make a decision—stay here so he finally claimed me or … stop this now.

“Ember, you home?”

Fuck, the bathroom is still flooded!

“What the fuck is this?” Pavel asked, making his way up the stairs.

“Davix,” I murmured, pushing on his head. “You have to stop!”

If Pavel walked in on Davix eating my pussy like this, I’d have to jump out the window and end my life a couple of months earlier than expected, and I really, really didn’t want to do that right now. Not when life had gotten so good.

“Ember!” Pavel shouted, banging on my door.

Davix snapped out of his trance, lifted his head, and looked at the door.

My pussy pulsed, desperate for him to continue, but … I couldn’t … Pavel was …

“I’m going to—” Davix started, but I placed a hand over his mouth so he’d shut it.

“Ember, you home? What’s all this water? Did you⁠—”

Before he could continue his sentence, his phone rang, the sound sending chills down my spine. He answered it on the first ring, and I could just imagine him, eyebrows all scrunched, phone to his ear, glaring down at the hallway water.

“What?” he asked. “I’m busy. Can’t this wait?”

Obviously, it couldn’t because one moment, he was yelling, and the next, he was already stomping down the steps, as if he didn’t care we had the next great flood in the middle of our house. The front door slammed closed, and I relaxed back on the pillow.

“That was close,” I whispered.

Davix peered back at me, then looked down at my pussy, the gold returning in his irises. I lifted my hips off the mattress, not wanting to blatantly ask but aching for him to continue pleasing me. He was so good at it.

“Ember,” he murmured, mouth back on my cunt, but his eyes a mess of his wolf and human. He sucked on my clit, then stopped, his muscles tensing, as if he was trying to get ahold of himself. “Fuck, I shouldn’t be here.”

But I couldn’t let him stop now. No, I had to keep him here. I had to break him.

I threw my head against the pillow, eyes rolling back and pressure rising inside my core. My fingers knotted in his hair, and I tugged hard on it. After this … I knew I was going straight to hell.

But would it be worth it?

God, I hoped so.

“Don’t stop,” I murmured. “Please, don’t stop, Cade!”

Chapter Thirty-Six