Free Web NovelChapter 154: Chapter 154 My Alpha. My mate
Caesar’s POV
That husky whisper in my ear sent a fresh wave of desire crashing through my body. My wolf snarled with satisfaction at her eagerness, at the unmistakable scent of her arousal filling our bedroom.
"Careful what you ask for, little mate," I growled, flipping our positions with effortless strength until she was pinned beneath me, her pale skin glowing against the dark sheets.
Sylvia’s eyes widened, pupils dilating as her breath caught. The bond between us pulsed with renewed intensity as I leaned down to nip at her exposed throat, my teeth grazing the sensitive skin just hard enough to leave a mark.
"You think you can handle me again so soon?" I murmured against her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent—wild forest after rain with undertones of vanilla and something uniquely her. "I’ve been holding back, Sivi. You have no idea what you do to me." freёwebnovel.com
Her fingers threaded through my hair, tugging just hard enough to make me growl. "Then stop holding back," she challenged, her voice stronger now, defiant. "Show me what it means to belong to the Wolf King."
Something primal and possessive roared to life inside me. I’d waited so long for her, watched her from afar, ached for her while she wasted herself on that undeserving bastard Zane. Now she was mine, and my wolf wanted nothing more than to claim her so thoroughly she’d never doubt it again.
I captured her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head as I stared down at her. "Last chance to back out, Sivi. Because if we start this, I won’t stop until you’re screaming my name."
Her lips curved into a smile that was pure temptation. "Promise?"
With a growl that rumbled from deep in my chest, I tightened my grip on her wrists. "Safe word?" freёwebnovel.com
"Eclipse," she whispered without hesitation.
"Good girl," I praised, noting the shiver that ran through her at those words. "Remember it. Use it if you need to."
I released her wrists only to reach for the silk tie I’d discarded earlier. Her eyes tracked my movements, her breathing quickening as I bound her hands to the headboard with practiced efficiency. The sight of her stretched out before me, vulnerable yet trusting, made my cock throb with renewed hunger.
"So fucking beautiful," I murmured, running my hands down her body, savoring every curve, every shiver. "And all mine."
I leaned down to claim her mouth in a bruising kiss, swallowing her moan as my hands continued their exploration. When I pulled back, her lips were swollen, her cheeks flushed with desire.
"Caesar," she gasped as my fingers found her center, already slick and ready.
"That’s it, say my name," I commanded, circling her sensitive bud with deliberate slowness. "I want to hear it on your lips when you come apart for me."
Her hips bucked against my hand, seeking more friction, but I pulled away, earning a frustrated whimper. "Patience, little wolf. You’ll get what you need when I decide to give it to you."
I worked my way down her body, leaving a trail of bites and kisses that had her writhing against her restraints. When I reached her inner thighs, I paused to look up at her, maintaining eye contact as I bit down hard enough to mark her creamy skin.
"Fuck!" she cried out, the pain clearly edged with pleasure as her scent grew even headier.
"Such a dirty mouth," I teased, my breath ghosting over her most sensitive area. "I wonder what else it can do."
I took my time worshiping her body, bringing her to the edge repeatedly only to deny her release. Each time she approached her peak, I would pull back, watching with dark satisfaction as she trembled with need.
"Please," she finally begged, her voice breaking. "Caesar, please, I need—"
"What do you need, Sivi?" I demanded, my voice rough with my own barely contained desire. "Tell me exactly what you want from your Alpha."
Her eyes flashed with defiance even as her body surrendered to me. "I want you to fuck me," she said boldly. "Hard. Now."
The crude words from her perfect lips sent a surge of primal desire through me. "As you wish."
In one swift movement, I entered her, burying myself to the hilt. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as her body stretched to accommodate me. I set a punishing pace, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. The headboard slammed against the wall with the force of our coupling, the sound mixing with our growls and moans.
"Look at me," I commanded when her eyes fluttered shut. "I want to see you when you come undone."
Her eyes snapped open, the gold of her wolf shimmering just beneath the surface. Our gazes locked as I reached between us, my fingers finding her sensitive bundle of nerves.
"You’re mine, Sylvia Frost," I growled, feeling my own release building. "Say it."
"I’m yours," she gasped, her inner walls beginning to clench around me. "And you’re mine, Caesar Conrad. My Alpha. My mate."
The possessiveness in her voice pushed me closer to the edge. I leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Come for me now, little mate."
As if my words were a trigger, she shattered, my name a broken cry on her lips as waves of pleasure crashed through her. The sight of her coming undone, combined with the rhythmic pulsing around my cock, sent me over the edge. With a final powerful thrust, I spilled inside her, marking her as mine in the most primal way possible.
When the intensity subsided, I carefully untied her wrists, pressing gentle kisses to the faint marks left by the silk. She looked thoroughly claimed—hair wild, lips swollen, skin adorned with my marks—and my wolf rumbled with deep satisfaction at the sight.
"Are you okay?" I asked, gathering her close as we caught our breath.
She nodded against my chest, her fingers tracing patterns on my skin. "More than okay," she murmured, her voice languid with satisfaction. "I had no idea the Wolf King could be so... thorough."
I chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Only for you, Sivi. Only ever for you."
We lay in comfortable silence for several minutes, our heartbeats gradually synchronizing.
"Now," I said, rolling us over until she was straddling me, my hands settling on her hips, "show me how the future Alpha of the Frostfang Pack rides her Wolf King."
Her answering smile was pure wickedness as she leaned down to kiss me, her hair creating a curtain around our faces.
"With pleasure," she purred, and proceeded to do exactly that.
