Free Web NovelChapter 193: Chapter 193 Mine, Completely
Caesar crawled over her, his larger frame caging her in with delicious weight. He lowered his head, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, down the valley between her breasts. With skilled fingers, he unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, immediately capturing a hardened nipple between his lips.
Sylvia arched off the bed with a cry of pleasure as he lavished attention on her sensitive breasts, alternating between gentle nibbles and soothing licks that sent electricity straight to her core. Her hands tangled in his dark hair, holding him against her as she writhed beneath his expert touch.
"Caesar," she panted, her hips bucking involuntarily. "Please."
"Please what?" he murmured against her skin, his fingers tracing the edge of her panties. "Tell me what you need, mate."
"I need to feel you," Sylvia gasped, trembling as his fingers dipped beneath the lace. "All of you."
Caesar’s eyes glowed with alpha power as he hooked his fingers in her panties and tore them clean off her body. The display of raw strength had Sylvia’s inner wolf howling with approval.
"Like this?" he asked, sliding one finger through her slick folds. "So wet for me already, Sivi."
"Always for you," she breathed, her back arching as he slipped one thick finger inside her, then another.
Caesar worked her with practiced precision, knowing exactly how to curl his fingers to hit that spot that made her see stars. His thumb circled her clit in perfect rhythm, bringing her right to the edge of climax before deliberately slowing down.
"Don’t stop," she begged, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Caesar, please."
"Not yet," he growled, withdrawing his fingers despite her whimper of protest. "I want to taste you first."
He moved down her body, positioning himself between her thighs. Sylvia propped herself up on her elbows to watch as Caesar spread her legs wider, his eyes darkening at the sight of her glistening center. The first swipe of his tongue had her collapsing back onto the pillows with a broken moan.
"Fuck, you taste like heaven," he groaned against her, the vibration of his words adding to the exquisite sensation.
Caesar devoured her with the hunger of a starved wolf, his tongue alternating between broad strokes and precise flicks that had her thighs trembling around his head. When he sucked her clit between his lips, Sylvia’s hands flew to his hair, holding him in place as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter within her.
"That’s it," he encouraged between licks, two fingers sliding back inside her. "Let go for me, Sylvia. Let me feel you come on my tongue."
His words were her undoing. Sylvia’s back bowed off the bed as her orgasm crashed through her, wave after wave of pleasure making her cry out his name like a prayer. Caesar didn’t relent, working her through every aftershock until she weakly pushed at his shoulders, oversensitive and boneless.
Before she could fully recover, Caesar was climbing back up her body, positioning himself between her still-trembling thighs. The blunt head of his cock pressed against her entrance, hot and insistent.
"Look at me," he commanded, one hand cupping her face.
Sylvia forced her heavy eyelids open, meeting his intense gaze as he slowly pushed inside her, stretching her deliciously with his considerable size. Despite how many times they’d done this, the initial penetration always took her breath away.
"That’s my girl," Caesar praised, his voice strained as he bottomed out inside her. "Taking all of me so perfectly."
He held still for a moment, giving her time to adjust. Sylvia wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his lower back in silent demand for him to move.
"Impatient," he chuckled, nipping at her bottom lip.
"Only for you," she replied, rolling her hips to take him impossibly deeper.
With a growl that was more wolf than man, Caesar began to move. He started with slow, measured thrusts that had Sylvia whimpering beneath him, her nails leaving crescent marks on his muscled back. Gradually, his pace increased, his hips snapping against hers with growing urgency.
"Harder," Sylvia demanded, matching him thrust for thrust. "I won’t break, Alpha."
Something primal flashed in Caesar’s eyes at her challenge. He grabbed her hips in a bruising grip and flipped them over in one fluid motion, settling her on top without ever breaking their connection.
"Show me what you want," he said, his hands guiding her hips. "Take your pleasure, mate."
Sylvia braced her hands on his chest and began to ride him, setting a rhythm that had them both panting. From this angle, he reached even deeper, hitting spots that made her vision blur with pleasure. Caesar’s hands roamed her body freely, caressing her breasts, tweaking her nipples, one thumb finding its way to where they were joined to circle her clit.
"You’re so beautiful like this," he groaned, watching her move above him with reverent eyes. "My perfect Luna."
His words of praise spurred her on. Sylvia increased her pace, chasing the building pressure low in her belly. Caesar recognized the signs of her approaching climax—the flush spreading across her chest, the tightening of her inner walls around him.
"That’s it," he encouraged, his hips thrusting up to meet her movements. "Come for me again, Sylvia. Let me feel you."
Her second orgasm hit her even harder than the first, tearing a scream from her throat as she convulsed around him. Caesar caught her as she collapsed forward, rolling them over once more to take control.
"I’ve got you," he murmured against her ear, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased his own release.
Sylvia clung to him, oversensitive but still wanting to feel him lose control inside her. "Come for me," she whispered, clenching deliberately around him. "Fill me up, Alpha." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
With a roar that would have terrified anyone but his mate, Caesar buried himself to the hilt and came hard, his powerful body shuddering above her. Sylvia held him close, soothing him with gentle touches as he emptied himself inside her.
They stayed connected for long moments afterward, trading lazy kisses as their heartbeats slowly returned to normal. When Caesar finally rolled to his side, he took her with him, tucking her securely against his chest.
"Better?" he asked, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.
Sylvia hummed contentedly, already feeling sleep creeping up on her. "Much better. You always know exactly what I need."
"That’s what mates are for," Caesar replied, pulling the covers over them both. His hand traced lazy patterns on her bare back as he added, "Rest now, Sivi. I have a feeling you’ll want another round when you wake up."
Sylvia smiled against his chest, already halfway to dreamland. "Promise?"
His chuckle was the last thing she heard before drifting off. "I promise."
