Free Alphas of Red Moon Ranch Complete Series by Morgan Rae Page B

over her aching little clit until she was teetering on the edge, pulling away until she caught her breath, and then doing it all over again.
    She couldn’t remember ever being this turned on in her life, this desperate for a man, and her body broke out in a light sheen of sweat as she hit that familiar edge. He hungrily licked the salty sweat off her throat and she whimpered, ravished by lust, her head spinning. She bit her lip and tried to hold off so he wouldn’t pull away, but her thighs quaked around his hips and she could feel her clit throb against his soaked finger. Everything inside her got tighter and tighter and she trapped him against her, her arms and legs tight around him and she finally whispered feverishly, “Please, please, please , Jacob!”
    This time, he didn’t stop. Instead, he flicked his thumb over her nub faster and his hips hammered against hers as he murmured in the shell of her ear, “Cum for me, Holly.”
    His growled voice, his wood-musk smell, his deep cock and talented fingers, all pushed her over the edge. Holly’s world exploded around her. She cried out loudly and gripped him tightly as though holding on for dear life as her orgasm wracked her body with tremors, wave after wave throbbing around his iron-hard dick. Her eyes squeezed closed so tightly, she saw white (thought: if angels could make love, this is how it would feel ). Her nails raked over his back and she heard him grunt.

Chapter 17
    Jacob thrust into her until he seemed confident that she’d completely ridden out her orgasm and only then did he finally pull out and settle beside her. She felt cold without his warmth, empty, and she curled up next to him with her head on his chest. Her heart was jack-rabbiting inside her ribcage and she could hear his doing the same in his—low, heavy thumps. She wound her arm around him, listening to his heartbeat, and pressed a kiss to his chest.
    “Is sex with you always that good?” she asked breathlessly.
    He laughed. Loudly. It was a wonderful, rare sound and rattled around his chest like pinecones. “I could ask you the same.”
    “Me?” she asked. “I barely did anything.”
    He caught the side of her face in his hand and pressed a thumb to her bottom lip. “You’re everything, princess.”
    Jacob seemed to be doing his best to remain stoic, but there was no hiding his obviously uncomfortable naked arousal. While his gesture warmed her to no end (he had told her that tonight was about her), there was still the matter of his ready-to-burst cock tenting his dark bedsheets. She wasn’t going to leave him hanging, not on their wedding night, at least.
    She pressed forward and caught his thumb between her teeth with a smile, and then darted her tongue over the tip of it. She could taste herself on it. His eyes clouded over with renewed lust. It seemed so unbelievable to her that she could knock this strong alpha man over with a feather of affection and she felt a small thrill at that.
    “Y’wanna try it again and make sure it wasn’t a fluke?” he asked.
    Now it was Holly’s turn to laugh. She shook her head, popped his thumb out of her mouth and then leaned in to give him a small kiss. “You wore me out. Maybe tomorrow.”
    “Mm,” he said, and she could see his frustration in the press of his lips. He reached over to the bed stand, lifted his watch, and then said, “It’s 2:05. It’s already tomorrow.”
    Had they really spent all night fucking? She smirked, propped up her elbow, and said, “ Well . In that case…”
    Holly snaked her hand downward, over his chest, and followed the wild happy trail down the center of his body. She could feel the muscles of his abdomen tense as her fingers tiptoed over that wiry patch of hair and then grazed over the base of his cock.
    Suddenly, she pulled back, sat up, and said, “Oh! Wait, one second—” She turned and asked, “Can you unzip me?”
    “Of course.” His voice was dark and lustful, and he tugged her zipper