Chapter 667 – Can’t reach him

Chapter 667: Chapter 667 – Can’t reach him

Chapter 667 – Can’t reach him

When they finished in the shower Corvine scooped Liah up like she weighed nothing. He barely ran a towel over either of them, just enough to stop the worst of the dripping, then carried her straight to the bed.

He laid her down on the cool sheets and climbed over her, bracing his weight on his forearms so he wouldn’t crush her. Water still clung to his hair and dropped onto her breasts. His eyes stayed locked on hers the whole time, dark and hungry.

His wolf was trying to say something but Corvine could not give a chance at this moment. Whatever Sword wanted to say had to wait until he had tasted the icing on the cake.

Their mouths met again, hard and messy. The air between them felt thick with the pull of their pheromones, like neither of them could get close enough.

Corvine’s lips left hers and traveled down to her chin, kissing soft there before sliding lower to her neck. He sucked at the skin, leaving dark marks that would show later, like he needed the world to know she was his.

Her soft skin complimented his hard muscles and the warmth blending from both their skins only increased their pheromones.

Everything felt new and a little overwhelming, but Liah’s arms still wrapped around his solid body and pulled him closer. When his tongue flicked over one tight nipple a loud moan broke out of her. She had no idea her body could give her so much excitement.

His hand slipped between her legs at the same time, one thick finger pushing into her. He groaned against her skin.

"You’re so wet, but damn tight. I’m scared I’ll hurt you." He wanted tonight to be perfect, a memory they would both cheerish for a life time.

Liah was scared too. After seeing how big he was earlier, nerves sat heavy in her stomach. Still, this had to happen. There was no walking it back now and even if Corvine wanted to wait, she knew she wouldn’t allow it.

"I already know the first time’s gonna hurt," she told him, spreading her legs wider for him. Corvine’s mouth moved lower, kissing down her stomach until he reached the place between her thighs.

Liah was nervous, thinking he was going to stop but instead, he licked into her, slow at first, then deeper, sucking at the wetness that kept spilling out of her. Liah’s hips rolled against his face without her meaning to. Soft moans turned louder as a strange, tight feeling built low in her belly.

It hit her all at once. Her whole body shook hard and she came right into his mouth, thighs clamping around his head. He made a low sound of approval and licked her through it. This was her first release and it felt ethereal.

"You taste like strawberries," Corvine muttered, clicking his tongue like he wanted more. Heat flooded Liah’s cheeks. Before she could answer she felt the heavy drag of his cock along her inner thigh, then higher, the blunt head nudging against her folds.

She was soaked, but the stretch when he started pushing in still tore a gasp from her throat. Corvine went completely still above her, jaw locked tight, every muscle in his arms and back rigid. This was sweet, and there was no comparing it to anything in this world.

"Fuck. So tight. So perfect." He eased forward another inch, then another, stopping the second her face twisted with pain. His heart sunk but he knew it was inevitable for a first time.

He gave her a few seconds to breathe, then pushed the rest of the way in one steady thrust. A sharp cry ripped out of Liah. Her nails dug into his shoulders.

"It hurts." Unfortunately, it was too late to stop. Just a little more endurance and she would begin to enjoy it too.

"Sorry." The word was rough against her lips as he kissed her again, soft this time. When he finally bottomed out they were both panting. The fullness felt like too much, like she couldn’t take another breath without feeling him everywhere.

Then he started moving. Slow, deep strokes that dragged against spots inside her she never knew were there. The second orgasm slammed into her hard and sudden. This feeling again. Liah didn’t even know how to describe it.

Her body clenched around him and Corvine snarled, driving deeper. He followed her over almost right away, hips snapping as he spilled inside her with a low, broken sound, face buried in the curve of her neck.

He didn’t soften. A sexually starved Alpha’s stamina was something else entirely. Minutes later he was hard again while still buried deep, and the second round started hungrier than the first.

He flipped them so she was on top, guiding her hips until she found a rhythm, then thrusting up to meet every downward slide.

Liah rode him until her thighs burned and shook. Another climax tore through her and left her trembling. She was getting tired but for her first time, she wanted to enjoy it to the fullest, or rather, weigh the strength of the man she chose.

Corvine rolled them again without ever pulling out, pinned both her wrists above her head with one hand, and took her in long, powerful strokes that made the bed frame creak under them.

He came a second time with his teeth grazing the spot on her neck where his mark would sit one day.

They barely got a break. The third round started slower only because he wanted it that way. Corvine lay on his side behind her, one arm tucked under her head, the other hand between her legs working her clit in tight circles while he rocked into her from behind. The angle hit deeper. Every thrust pulled a soft, broken cry from her throat.

When she came this time it lasted longer, rolling through her in waves. He followed with a groan that sounded almost pained, cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her again.

Still, he wasn’t done.

Night stretched into the early hours. Corvine’s body never really let up. The second he started to soften he was already hardening again, years of holding back driving him to keep claiming her like he couldn’t stop even if he tried.

Liah lost track of how many times she came. Her skin felt too sensitive, every brush of his chest or hips against her sending fresh sparks through her nerves. She clung to him with her legs locked around his waist, mind going hazy from pleasure and pure exhaustion.

By the time the sky outside the window started turning gray she could barely keep her eyes open. Corvine was still inside her, moving in slow rolls of his hips, forehead pressed to hers.

"Cory... I’m tired."

The words came out soft. Then she saw his eyes. They were darker than she’d ever seen them, almost black, and something cold settled in her stomach. That was when she understood.

His wolf had taken over.

She tried to reach him through the mindlink, but nothing came back. Corvine’s wolf had shut everything down, blocking every connection. He didn’t seem to hear her at all.

His strokes only got stronger, deeper, relentless. Liah was already half out of it, arms too weak to push him away.

Seraphine’s old warning flashed through her mind about being the one who would have to beg when Corvine finally let go when he unleashes himself on her. She quickly mind linked her. ’Sera, you have to help me.’

’What’s the problem?’ Seraphine’s voice came back clear.

Liah felt shy even through the link, but she was this close to passing out. ’We’ve been going all night, but Corvine’s wolf has him. He’s not stopping, and I can’t reach him.’

The connection cut off without warning. Liah’s eyes fluttered shut and everything went dark.