Mated To The Cold Hearted Alpha – Chapter 49
LEANDER’S POV
Surprisingly, she gave it to me. She kept one hand on my shoulder, and raised the other, letting it sway freely in the air. Her body molded to mine, pliable, willing to let me move her as I wanted. And oh, I wanted to move her…in many ways. Most of which, we couldn’t do on a dance floor surrounding by an audience of strangers. But it didn’t stop me from forcing my knee between her legs and jerking her lower body tight to mine until no space remained. The movement caused her dress to slide up, but I still couldn’t see whether or not she wore panties. However, the heat of her core was unmistakable against my leg.
“Oh!” she gasped loudly, chest heaving. And then began grinding herself against my thigh, her hips moving in time with the music…using me for her own pleasure. I wondered if she even realized she was doing it.
of her was almost too much. Eyes closed, mouth slack, hips moving wantonly against me, her belly rubbing pleasurably against my manhood trapped between us.
eautiful,” I groaned.
mine, churning and burning its way through every cell in my body.
to her neck, my mouth took the place of my thumbs. I kissed her sweet flesh, licking and nibbling down one side of her neck, and
air, I felt it too. My control was slipping. I growled softly against her skin, “Do you want me
that was it. My control broke. I could hold back no longer. I cupped her face in my hands, and lowered my head slowly, growling, “I’m going to kiss you now.”
chest heaved. She
enough to wreck me.
abyss of her mouth. I groaned. She tasted f*****g delicious, her own delectable flavor mixed with whiskey and sweet vermouth from her drink earlier.
cture wound that had already healed.
and she returned the favor. She sucked on my tongue, and then gathered my lower lip between her teeth and tugged gently before the razor-sharp tip of her canine nicked my lip. She sucked the coppery liquid away, her Wolf growling her pleasure.
o f**k
.
ground her p***y harder against my thigh, hips rolling
uckling, “Sorry. No losing yourself between her legs right now. Our beer pong table is available.”
rmally again. I pulled back and studied her expression. “Okay?”
ink hue crept along her cheeks. She nodded, eyes sparkling and bit her lip. That was a good enough an
When we reached the available table, Gwen and Willow gave her knowing looks, and eagerly tugged her to their side
ther end of the table to stand with Ever and Asher.
g in the middle of the table. He was a young Wolf, probably in his early twenties, with blonde hair, brown eyes, and easy grin. “Welcome teams! My name is Brian. Has everyone played before?”
med, “Nope! We have a beer pong virgin on our te
smile, perfectly at ease.
safety instructions before a flight, to each group of red solo cups nestled in a triangle formation, at either end of the table.
ee players must fulfill the terms of the dare…If your team decides not to participate in the dare, then all three players must drink. However, if your opponent sinks a ball into an ‘open’ cup- one without a dare-then only their respective mate must drink. Everyone good so far?” Brian mad
her responses. She nodded in underst