The Rogue is a Female Alpha novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427

Snowflakes

We were both breathing hard, eyes locked, riding the aftershocks of another shattering release. He ha come deep inside me again, thick pulses of cum still leaking around his cock where we stayed joined.

I searched his gaze, wondering what part of me he hadn’t already seen, how feral I turn for his body. I addicted I am to the way he looks at me, touches me, owns me.

He was still buried to the hilt, swelling again inside my sensitive pussy, when he suddenly stood with r wrapped around him.

I tightened my legs around his waist, arms locked behind his neck refusing to let even an inch of him

out.

He carried me straight into the bathroom, cock pulsing with every step, and stepped under the rainfall shower.

Hot water poured over us from every direction, washing away sweat and cum, but we stayed fused together, skin to skin. I tilted my head and kissed him soft at first, then deeper, hungrier. When I pulled back, a wicked smile curved my lips.

“You’re getting hard again,” I teased, clenching deliberately around him.

He groaned, hips jerking.

“And you’re soaking my cock again,” he rasped against my mouth.

We laughed, breathless and giddy, like a couple who’ve been fucking for years and still can’t keep their hands off each other.

He kissed me slow and filthy, tongue stroking mine, while his big palms gripped my ass and started liftin, me up and down his shaft.

Water sluiced between us as I rode him gently, helplessly, moaning into his mouth.

Then he set me on my feet, spun me around, and bent me forward. My palms slapped the marble wall fo balance.

He fisted his slick cock once, lined up, and drove back into me in one brutal thrust. I cried out. back arching. He didn’t give me time to adjust; he pinned my wrists behind my back with one hand and started pounding, hard, relentless, hips slapping wetly against my ass.

The shower poured over us as he stretched me open again and again, cock dragging along every raw nerv inside me. My pussy fluttered, swollen and dripping, milking him with every stroke. I pushed back greedily, moasing his name, until my legs shook and another orgasm crashed through me.

He pulled out at the last second, spun me to my knees, and stroked himself furiously right in front of my face. I opened wide, tongue out, eyes locked on his.

Thick ropes of cum paimed my tongue, my lips, my chin. I swallowed what I could, the rest mixing with

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the shower water running down my body.

He hauled me up, kissed me hard,tasting himself on my tongue, then lifted me into the deep tub. War water rose around us as I sank against his chest, boneless, eyelids heavy.

His lips brushed mine again, soft and possessive.

“I’m going to claim you,” he whispered, voice rough with promise. “I will.”

I wanted to ask what he meant, wanted to hear him say the words out loud, but exhaustion pulled me under like a tide. The last thing I felt was his arms tightening around me, and then darkness took me completely.

The soft, cold dawn breeze slipped through the cracked window and licked across my bare skin. I was h awake, nestled in the cradle of Cupid’s powerful body, the heavy duvet barely covering us.

Both of us naked, skin on skin. I shifted instinctively, pressing my ass back against him, and felt his cock already thick and rigid against the cleft of my cheeks.

A low moan escaped me. I rolled my hips again, grinding slowly, teasing him awake. His hand slowly clamped over my ass cheek, squeezing hard before sliding between my thighs from behind. His palm cupped my pussy possessively, fingers parting my slick folds.

He found me drenched.

Two thick fingers. rubbed my clit in lazy circles, then dipped lower to spread my wetness up and down m

slit.

I whimpered, pushing back harder, coating his cock with my arousal. He kept teasing, tapping my swolle clit until my thighs trembled and my breath came in desperate little pants.

Only then did he drag those soaked fingers up to his cock, painting the fat head with my juices. He notched himself at my entrance and thrust in one slow, relentless push from behind.

I gasped at the sudden stretch, instinctively trying to pull away, but his hand closed around the front of m throat, not choking, just holding me exactly where he wanted me. He bottomed out with a low growl, cock throbbing deep inside my pulsing walls.

Then he started fucking me.

Slow, deep strokes at first, dragging against every sensitive spot until I was shaking. He hooked my top leg over his hip, opening me wider, and slammed in harder. The wet slap of his hips against my ass filled the quiet room, mingling with my broken cries.

He didn’t stop. He fucked me like a man possessed, hips snapping, cock pistoning in and out of my dripping pussy until I was clawing at the sheets.

When he finally came, he buried himself to the hilt and roared, flooding me with thick, hor spurts that painted my wails and leaked out around his shaft.

He stayed inside me, still hard, still pulsing, while his hand drifted up to lazily roll my nipple between his

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fingers.

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Finist

I swallowed, trembling, overwhelmed by how perfectly we fit, how the lust between us never seemed to

burn out.

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