My Ex Husband The Alpha His Brother The Rogue novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71

-Kael

Damn!

Laila’s so damn tight! And she fits around me like a fucking glove!

The feel of her warm, wet sex around my manhood sends an electrifying jolt through my body.

She feels so good, it almost leaves me dizzy.

I’ve wanted her for so long and now she’s finally in my arms, and the only thing echoing through my mind is the realization.

I’m doomed.

I don’t need my fortune read to know. I can feel it…feel her. My damnation.

My wolf is right on the surface. My control on my primal side slipping precariously.

She awakens a side of me that’s pure instincts and primal desire. My breaths have practically become pants, heavy with craving.

The scent of her floods my senses, as surely as her body welcomes my relentless rhythm,

My thoughts stray, a frazzled mess of pent–up urges.

I need more. I need to be closer, deeper… I need to embed myself in her, so she feels me long after I pull

away.

She’s slick in her desire for me. And it fuels the fire in my veins, stirring primal instincts deeply buried within

1. me.

A body made to fit yours…I’ve never believed in such fables of fate and such, but I’ve never been more certain of anything than I am in this moment.

Laila’s mine. She’s the only woman that can truly and absolutely be mine.

And there’s no underlying reason or sense to this. There’s no mutual benefit or rationality.

Heck, this is madness!

All that remains is the fact that she fits better underneath me than any woman has before her.

Her nails are still etched into my skin. I feel the sting where she dragged them down my back, bruise lines burning, but I don’t loosen my grip. If anything, I hold her tighter.

Her sex clenches around me with every thrust. A deliciously tight grip.

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Maybe she just can’t help herself. Maybe she’s intentionally attempting to drive me mad

Whatever it is, I swear it’s working Every inch of me is alight, every nerve, every desire,

I feel my heart pounding in tune with every ragged breath she takes.

She & nembling and her lips taste of salt as I claim them again. Tears… she’s crying

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Somehow, I can feel her so clearly, it’s like I’m brushing across her heart. I can sense she’s overwhelmed with sensations, and I should stop, or at least slow down. I know I should.

But I won’t

I can’t

Because this moment is mine. She’s mine.

The sound she makes, Gods! The broken little cry muffled against my shoulder rattles through me. It fills the emptiness I’ve carried with me for years.

She doesn’t even know it, but every time she gasps my name, every time her body arches under my touch, every time her teeth graze my shoulder, my wolf whispers a claim,

‘Mine.’

She’s mine. And I’m not letting go.

Her arms encircle my neck, clutching desperately. She doesn’t push me away. She doesn’t resist. And the way she surrenders to me…she doesn’t realize how that seals her fate.

“You feel that?” I murmur against her ear, my voice rough, animalistic. I can barely recognize it myself.

My lips trail along her damp skin, tasting salt, sweat and her. “You fit me too perfectly for this to be anything

but fate

She trembles, maybe from my words, maybe from the way my hips drive deeper into her. I don’t give her the luxury of space to think about it.

Thought is dangerous. If she starts thinking too much, she’ll remember the man she left behind. She’ll remember that she should hate me.

So I make her body speak louder than her mind.

Her walls clench around me as I change the rhythm. My hips rock her slower, deeper, hitting the spot I’ve already discovered makes her break apart faster.

She gasps, her eyes squeezing shut. I catch her chin in my hand, forcing her gaze back to me,

“Don’t look away,” I command. Grunting lowly.

Her eyes open, shimmering with unshed tears. Her lips are parted. She looks so vulnerable… Yet as defiant as

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Beautiful

God, I could ruin her

And I went in

Not in the way that leaves scars. But in the way that ensures she’ll never be whole without me again

My thrusts quicken, the couch creaks under the force, but all I see is her. All I want is to carve myself in deep inside her that she’ll never escape me. Even if she runs, even if she fights, her body will remember this.

This moment…me.

The way she clutches me now, like she’s terrified and starving at once…she’ll crave this again.

And she’ll come back to me.

Always.

Her moan is breathless, her body tightens, and I feel her climax around me.

Her cries echo in my head, in my chest, in every part of me.

I ride it out with her, thrusts long and slow, until the peak finally swallows me too, and I empty myself inside her with a guttural growl.

My forehead presses against hers as we gasp in unison. The world outside this cabin doesn’t exist anymore. The cabin itself is too far away to matter.

I don’t let go of her throat even as we catch our breaths. My nails graze her skin. My grip is light, but it’s still

there.

To remind her…to leave my mark.

“I told you,” I whisper, voice hoarse. “I’m never giving you back.”

Her lips quiver, her body still trembling beneath mi

1. ne. She doesn’t respond. But she doesn’t push me away either.

And this time, the silence?

It’s as good as surrender.

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