The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger. Chapter 201 201: You're mine! II

Lyla

He silenced with another kiss, this one softer, sweeter. His hands frad my face as if I were the most precious thing in the world. When we parted, his eyes shone with unshed tears of his own.

"Stay with ," he pleaded, pressing gentle kisses to my forehead, my cheeks, and the corner of my mouth. Give us another chance. Let prove to you that nothing will tear us apart this ti."

He lifted effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried to the bed. I tumbled onto the soft mattress – it had been a garden bench last ti. He ca to lie next to as he started kissing softly again.

His teeth graze my jaw, running his wet tongue down my throat, sucking at the place where his mark was once. His breathing drags as his hands move to my robe again, slowly undoing the knot I had on.

He yanks the knot loose and parted my robe both ways so I lay naked before him. He runs his hands through the space between my breasts, down to the arch of my woman's core. I suck in a hard breath arching against him.

I kissed him harder, letting my hands slide to his pants, rubbing him at the tent that had ford there, earning a darkened gaze from him and swallowed grunts. Then he grabs my chin with both hands and ravages my mouth, sending shivers down my spine.

Suddenly, he stops kissing and resus sucking my throat again – making loud suckling noise as his tongue swirled around his faded mark. Then he drags his tongue to the space between my breasts running them along the ridge of my mould, expertly avoiding my strained buds.

I squird with want and impatience, wishing he would just swallow my engorged bud. Instead, he slides his tongue down my stomach, swirling his tongue around my belly button.

Then he starts to kiss my centre. He moves his tongue so ticulously, grazing my skin with his beard. I moaned clasping his head.

He chuckles, raising his head to look at . His eyes were shining with amusent.

"I almost lost an eye there, Miss Woodland."

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, averting my eyes. "I'm sorry," I murmured.

"This is no ti for modesty, Lyla," he murmured, lowering his head as he went back to kissing the walls of my thighs. He begins to eat out, swirling his tongue up and down my slit.

Stopping to suck now and again. I felt the pressure beginning to build up. He must have felt it too because his hand strays to my hardened nipples, rolling them in between his hands. That did it for .

I thrust my hips halfway to the air and he followed after , licking … I groaned, whining my waist faster to his tongue, until I started shivering, growling loudly like a banshee. Spent, I settled back on the bed and imdiately, he tosses around, so I was lying on my stomach.

He paused for a second, I could feel him unbuckling his pants. Then he cos to kneel behind on the bed, kissing my bare butt cheeks. I growled with delight, as his hands ran through my wet snatch.

"How are you so wet?" he murmured into my ears. "I'm sorry for making you wait this long!"

Then he slips his fingers into my wetness. I curled, widening my legs to give him more space. He slips in a second finger, positioning his middle finger so that it works on my nub while his thumb and index finger work their way in and out of my snatch.

I moved my waist to his rhythmic pump, feeling that familiar lightheadedness. Then suddenly he stops.

I turned, wondering why he did that when I t his gaze. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, my heart was pounding. "Yes."

That single word was all it took. Ramsey captured my lips once more. He spins forward and settles himself between my legs. I caught sight of his maleness and I tried not to shrek. It looked bigger than the last ti.

He strokes himself for a minute, stopping to scoop so wetness from . After that, he lined himself at my opening, then leaned forward to kiss again pushing inside of slowly at the sa ti.

"Fuck!" he groans into my mouth the second he slides in. He slid all the way out and slamd inside of again with such force that I felt him literally in my womb. I shouted and imdiately his eyes flew open.

"Sorry! Did that hurt?" he asked, removing himself from .

"A bit!" I chuckled "It's just, you were too fast and …"

"I'm sorry!" he murmured, placing a kiss on my shoulders. "Should I stop?" Then he murmurs. "Please don't say yes!"

I chuckled again. "No, of course not!"

Then he lays on his back, his hands lazily resting behind his head. "What are you waiting for?" he teases, but the challenge in his tone only fuels .

I climb onto him, my knees pressing into the mattress as I take charge. It took a while to get all of him inside of him but when I did, his hands imdiately ca around my waist, rocking himself from below. His eyes had darkened, his lips were slightly apart and his teasing had lted into groans.

"No!" a wicked gleam appeared in my eyes. "Don't touch!" I reached for both of his hands and pulled his hand above his head, pinning him.

"Where did you learn that?" he murmured huskily, taking my nipple that dangled in his face inside his mouth.

"You talk too much," I replied and started moving up and down him. Suddenly, he flips over, spooning . He slips inside again and begins to stroke . I could feel every rushing sensation as his length throbbed inside , his fingers rubbed at my nub while he continued to pound .

I strained my neck as our lips t again. He takes it, biting and tugging at my lips, releasing them to look into my hungry eyes. Perhaps to get to look into his. Then he buried his face in my neck, murmuring how much he loved . Stroking and pounding into craziness, groaning in my ears, lifting his head to look at , taking my lips in his, moaning in my mouth, getting harder inside …

He quickened his pace. "Look at !" he growled hoarsely. "Turn around…"

I turned my whole body, my legs curled against his butt, with him still buried deeply inside .

"I want to watch you co," he growls, rubbing at my swollen nub. His pace was becoming unrhythmic, his breathing filled the room. I could feel the familiar sweetness feeling up. I threw my head backwards, groaning.

"No!" grabbed the back of my neck, forcing to look at him. His pupils had gone black… his voice was thicker, almost guttural. I could see his canine, jutting out… "Look at , Lyla!"

I gazed at him through half-lidded eyelids, every part of my body pulsed with sweetness, and our scents filled the room. Then in the stillness of it all, while I was trying to keep up with him, he growled, pumping deeper…

"Lyla!" he moaned my na as I felt him clench inside as his hot liquid filled my core. That did it for , I let myself go.

Just before I went completely over the edge, I heard Nyris's voice.

"Mate!"

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When it was over, we lay tangled together in the aftermath. I felt a peace I hadn't known or felt in years. A bell dinged in the far distance, a wake-up call – an alarm for Ogas, to start their day.

We had spent the entire night, reaching out to each other, over and over again. The sheets under us were thick and gummy with our fluids but we were too tired to change out of it, so we just laid there, still wrapped in each other's arms.

I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts were all over the place now that reality had set in. I had crossed a line – one I wasn't sure I could ever co back from.

"Ramsey," I began hesitantly.

He propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at . "Yes," he murmured.

I searched his face, trying to find the words. "What happens now?"

His expression softened and he brushed a strand of hair from his face. "Now," he said, "We focus on being together. There will be lots of chaos, Lyla. I'm not going to lie to you about that and I've never told you this before but my grandfather knows that we're mates and maybe Elder Thorne, Cassidy's father…"

"Oh!"

"Nothing to worry about," he leaned back on the mattress, drawing closer to him. "I will protect you, Lyla. This ti around, I am ready."

"Ready?" I asked. "Ready for what?"