Free True Alpha by Ranae Rose

other breast, she gasped.
    His tongue felt hot, alternately soft and firm against her nipple as he licked the tight bud, eventually drawing it into his mouth. His jaw pressed into her soft flesh, and the rough stubble would’ve tickled if it hadn’t felt so good.
    Reaching below, she let her fingertips skim over the flat ridges of his abs and the dark hair at his groin until they met smooth, firm flesh. He groaned when she wrapped her hand around his cock and began to stroke him. Touching him that way made what he was doing to her feel even better; his every movement and sound sent her arousal spiking a little higher and made his tongue feel that much hotter against her sensitive nipple. After a few moments, she was aching to have him inside her.
    With a low groan, he lifted his head, his lips brushing the lower curve of her breast as he met her eyes. He quickly repositioned himself, slipping an arm beneath her legs and lifting them in one deft movement. Still lying on his side, he positioned himself to enter her, guiding his cock so that the head pressed against her wet sex.
    A thrill of anticipation went through her, reigniting the anxious heat she’d felt just minutes ago as he slowly parted the seam of her pussy. He’d removed his arm from beneath her knees, and she let her toes rest on his hip, even as they curled in response to his entrance. She sucked in a breath as he slid inside her, carefully forcing his way into her tight heat, inch by inch.
    When he was all the way inside her, she exhaled, letting herself breathe again. His cock stretched her channel pleasantly, and her entire body tingled in response. She could still feel the phantom heat of his mouth against her nipple; it remained hard, and went even harder when he settled a hand on her breast, teasing it with his fingertips as he drew his hips back and rocked into her.
    She gasped as the mattress sank beneath them, the bedsprings squeaking so faintly that the sound probably wouldn’t have been audible if it hadn’t been for Mandy’s enhanced shifter hearing. She could also hear Jack’s breathing, a deep, steady rushing that ebbed and flowed to the rhythm of his thrusting. She closed her eyes and focused on the sounds as she slipped into a world of sensation. Jack’s scent suffused her sense of smell, as deliciously piney and masculine as ever. At that moment, he had to be breathing in her scent too – the aroma of rain and wildflowers that had attracted him to her. No one else could detect the scents that marked them invisibly as each other’s mates, but there was no question that they were mated. Irrefutably, happily mated. Forever.
    Jack thrust deep into Mandy, his hipbone pressing against the underside of her thigh. “Not hurtin’ you, am I?”
    “No. I’m fine.” Jack had become more cautious since Mandy had become pregnant. It was sweet that he didn’t want to hurt her or the baby, but he wasn’t in danger of that. In fact, his last thrust had touched a place inside her that had left her breathless. She took half a moment to steady her breathing. “Do that again…”
    He obliged, flexing his hips and delving deep inside her. Her core tightened, embracing his cock and enhancing the sensation of fullness his deep stroke had caused. When he removed his hand from her breast and slipped it between her legs instead, she tensed against the mattress. As he found her clit and began to massage it with his fingertips, she sighed. Combined with the way his cock filled her, his fingers felt just as good as his tongue had. It wouldn’t be long before he sent her over the edge again.
    The position they were entangled in made it easy for him to make love to her; when she opened her eyes and let her gaze sweep over his body, it was obvious that most of his finely-cut muscles were going to waste. Each thrust was deep but effortless, and completely breathtaking. She bore down with her hips, allowing him to drive his cock deep each time. Her breathing