The Golden Eyed Alpha

Chapter 7. Conall

Conall

“Hmmm…” she purred deep in her throat, trailing her fingers along the top of her glass. Holding my gaze, she set her glass to the side and stood in one fluid motion. My breath caught as she closed the distance between us, crawling into my lap to straddle me. As her hips flexed against me, I knew she could feel how hard I already was for her. She smoothed a hand behind my neck, the other holding on to my shoulder as my arms encircled her narrow waist and I squeezed her perfect ass, pulling her even tighter against me. She lowered her mouth to mine, and tingles exploded through my body at the feeling of her soft lips on mine. Hunger clawed at me, but I fought back the urge to simply devour her, and forced myself to savor the moment.

I lightly brushed my tongue across her lower lip and she opened her mouth on a sigh, granting me access to plunder her. My hands squeezed tighter as I struggled to maintain control while she flooded my senses. Our tongues danced together, building the heat between us. Her hips ground down on me and I moaned into her mouth, the tether on my control stretched to its limit.

She leaned back with a coy smile and began undoing the buttons on my shirt tantalizingly slowly. I watched her eyes as they roamed over my bared chest hungrily. She traced the crisscrossing lines of my Celtic knot tattoos that spread across my chest lightly with her finger, making my muscles bunch and shiver under her touch.

She was slowly driving me insane with her light caresses. My hands ached to touch her, so I slid them up her sides to cup her ample breasts, lightly pinching her erect n*pples between my thumb and forefinger through the silky material of her shirt and the bra underneath. She gasped in delight and ground her hips against my bulge even harder. Her hands spread over my chest as her hips began to move in an instinctual rhythm neither one of us could control. Lowering her head again, she trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses along my jaw line and down the column of my throat. Nipping lightly with her teeth, soothing and exciting with her tongue as she kissed her way to the spot I hoped she would someday mark me as her mate where my neck curved into my shoulder. I sucked in a breath with a hiss as she lightly bit and sucked the tender spot, teasing me mercilessly.

I kept a room at the pack house for when our meetings and poker games lasted late enough that I didn’t want to go home. It was upstairs, however, and I wasn’t entirely sure we would make it there before I had to have her naked and writhing against me. Goddess help me if we had to wait for the elevator!

I unlocked my wheels and started for the door with Allegra still trailing kisses and nibbles along my neck. I whimpered softly when her mouth found my earlobe and she gently sucked, her answering chuckle raspy and thick with lust. She bit down a little harder, making me moan just as the elevator doors opened. I wheeled inside, jammed the button for the third floor, and turned her head for a deep, passionate kiss as the capsule ascended. Thankfully, the hallway was empty when the elevator doors once again opened with a tiny ding, and I raced to my door as fast as my wheels could go.

It was a modest room; its main function was as my private office within the pack house as well as a place to sleep when it was needed. A large black walnut wooden desk took up most of the space in front of large windows overlooking the forest. Matching bookcases lined one wall, a collection of books organized by subject and author filling them, and a small ensuite allowed me to shower in privacy. My only interest today, however, was the queen-sized bed set in one corner. It was slightly too small for my 6’4” frame, but it got the job done.

Wrapping my hands tightly around her waist, I lifted her easily and tossed her gently onto the bed where she landed with a surprised little squeak. She didn’t say anything, though, she simply watched me closely as I peeled my shirt off. She seemed fascinated by the lines of my tattoos that covered my torso, arms, and shoulders, and I could practically feel her eyes tracing the designs. Taking a breath to steady myself, I pushed into a semi-standing position against the bed, pivoted, and landed with a wince of all too familiar pain on the mattress. Allegra c*cked her head to the side, but remained silent, ignoring my beckoning hand. With a sly smile, she removed her jacket and tossed it on top of my shirt that lay crumpled on the seat of my chair.

She helped me move my legs so that she could kneel between them. She ran her hands over my jeans, causing another moan of pleasure to escape my lips. Playfully slapping my hands away, she unbuttoned my pants, slid the zipper down, and tugged them off over my legs. My head fell back against the pillow as her fingers grazed my skin following the rough material. There was a question in her eyes, but I hoped she’d wait until later to ask it.

It appeared I would get my wish as she licked her lips at the sight of my fully erect p*nis. Our eyes locked together as she wrapped her hand around my thick shaft and leisurely licked the glistening droplet of precum away from the tip. My eyes rolled up and I groaned in absolute pleasure as she used her tongue to explore my length before taking as much of me in her mouth as she could. Watching my d*ck disappearing into her sensual mouth was almost enough to have me coming undone far too quickly. My hips lifted to meet her and my fists gripped the bed sheets as she sucked and massaged with her tongue, her hands pumping the rest of my c*ck that she couldn’t quite fit.

It had been so long since I’d been with anyone, and already I could feel my release building as I watched her head bob up and down. She got slightly deeper on every downward movement, and when I felt the tightness of her throat, it was too much to resist. “Oh, Goddess!” I cried out as I spurted my seed down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, licking her lips and my c*ck, making sure to get every last drop of the viscous fluid.

My eyes were slightly unfocused as I watched her stand up, giving my tip a light, playful nip as she did. As she slipped out of her heels, she shrank by three inches. She slid her silky blouse over her head, watching me watching her as I admired her pink lacy bra hugging her firm round breasts. She added her pants to the growing pile of clothes on my chair before unclasping her bra and sliding the straps down her arms. The ridiculously tiny patch of pink lace hugging her hips, soaked in her arousal, was the last thing to be added to the pile.

She was breathtaking.

My eyes roved over her body as though I’d never seen a woman before. Though possibly, I’d never seen a woman quite like her before. Her unblemished caramel skin glowed with a radiance of health, her luscious curves were accentuated by lean muscles, and her chocolate-colored n*pples were fully er*ct and seemed to be begging for me to taste them. My arm shot out so fast she couldn’t have avoided it if she’d wanted to, wrapping around her slender waist, and dragging her next to me on the bed. My mouth covered hers again; I felt as though I couldn’t get enough of her. Like a man who had been dying of thirst, I drank her in greedily. My large hand caressed her taut, quivering, muscular body, loving the contradiction of her soft, feminine curves and the strength that she obviously possessed. Her back arched, demanding more than the teasing, lazy circles my fingers were tracing on her stomach. My fingers dipped lower and she held her breath in anticipation until I slid lower, to the heat building between her thighs, and slipped between her moist folds.

“More!” she cried out breathlessly as I gently rubbed her sensitive nub with my calloused fingers. Her hips began to move in tandem with the rhythm I set with my fingers. “Please, I need…” she gasped, her back arching again as she begged me.

“I know what you need,” I smiled. I took one of her tempting n*pples in my mouth, sucking and nipping the firm flesh while she moaned and clutched my shoulder, her nails biting into my skin. I slid one finger deep into her warm center, then two, and finally three, pumping in and out of her as my thumb continued to torture her throbbing cl*t. She writhed beneath me, crying out her pleasure, her hips pumping against my hand, trying to urge me to go faster and harder. Her pitch reached a crescendo and I watched, enthralled, as the amber of her eyes darkened and became more animalistic as the org*sm ripped through her. Her internal walls clenched around my fingers, shuddering with the strength of her release.

My mouth crashed onto hers, muffling her moans, and I rolled onto my back, dragging her on top of me. She gasped as my er*ction rubbed against her dripping wet p*ssy, slipping through her folds to bump against her engorged cl*t. Reaching between us, she guided my rigid shaft into her. She fit me like a glove. The feeling was more intense than I could ever remember it feeling before and our cries of ecstasy blended together as she began to rock her hips back and forth. She sat up to take me in even deeper and I gripped her hips, helping her move as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed through me. We were both slick with sweat when she screamed as her body convulsed, her p*ssy squeezing me tightly until I answered with my own guttural moan as I spilled into her.

She collapsed onto my chest with a satisfied grin on her lips. Her head rested on my chest listening to the thundering of my racing heart. I gently stroked her back as our breathing slowly returned to normal. Her body twitched with the aftershocks of her release, making my d*ck, that was still buried deep inside of her, twitch with every jolt of pleasurable pressure. She let out a small, disappointed sounding whimper as I slipped out of her, and she shifted to lay by my side, my arm still holding her close as she rested her head on my shoulder.

“Can I ask you a really awkward question?” she whispered in a sleepy voice.

“Mmm-hmm,” I hummed my agreement, not sure I could speak as sleep threatened to take me under.

“What’s your name?” she asked.

My deep chuckle rumbled in my chest and I felt her lips curve into a smile against my skin. “Conall Euin,” I answered her softly.

“Conall,” she said my name with a dreamy sigh and it sounded magical to my ears. “Nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you, too, Allegra,” I said, but she didn’t hear me. She had already drifted off to sleep wrapped in my embrace. I kissed her gently on her forehead before letting my eyes close and slipping into my own peaceful slumber.