Secrets Of The Alpha: (BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance) (His Secrets Series Book 1) (16 page)

“Say it again.” His fingers were now on digging into the folds of my flesh and I was sighing.

“I want you,” I said again. It was harder for me to speak more than anything. I sighed and felt his hand go all the way down to cop a feel of my soft ass. I was closer to him than ever before. I could feel his hard on pressing hard against me.

“How do you want me?” he asked as he began kissing the other side of my neck. I was shivering in his arms.

“Any way you want me,” I whispered in a soft voice.

He pulled himself away from me and then took a step back. The towel that I had draped on his shoulders slipped off and fell to the floor. He slowly walked round me looking at me as if he was an artist inspecting some fine piece of art. I could feel my heart beating harder and faster and my cheeks flushing bright red.

He looked at me and placed his hands on either shoulder before he slowly brought them down, gently brushing against my hardened nipples. I gasped when he suddenly held the two sides of the pajama shirt and pulled them apart. I looked at him as he looked down at my breasts. It was like he was seeing me naked for the very first time, and for some reason I was blushing. He held me and kissed my shoulder softly before he threw me on the bed. I was surprised that he would do this so soon after he was literally carried into bed just a few minutes earlier. I liked how he was being with me. It was like I had just unlocked his dark side, his Christian Grey: his Fifty Shades. I was looking at him as I fought the urge to fling myself into his arms. I wanted to get on top of him and ride him until I felt myself unwind on him all around him. The look in his eyes was one that spoke volumes. I could not wait for him to get inside me and have his way with me.

Vincent was looking at me as he pushed his pants off and then got on the bed. I was breathing hard as he lowered his head and took a nipple in his mouth. He did not suck me for long, but for the short time he did I felt like I would explode. There was something different about him. There was an intimacy that I didn’t really understand about this particular time. It was like I was finding out a whole new side of him, a whole new chapter to his affection.

I moaned softly and bit my lip as I felt him sliding a hand down one side of my body, caressing me slowly as he went on. I looked at him when I felt him slip two fingers into my panties. I raised my hips off the bed and allowed him to pull off my panties, revealing myself to him. I noticed him looking at me from my head to my toes before he put his hands on my hips. He brought his head down and kissed me hard and deep. His tongue was seeking mine and his hand was kneading my full breast. I looked at him and felt a warm tingle running down my spine.

“Tell me again, how do you want me?” he asked again as he caressed me.

“However you want me, Vincent,” I whispered.

He looked at me and raised my arms above my head. I was breathing hard as he pinned my arms down on the bed. I had no idea what he had planned, but I could not wait to experience this new man on top of me.

“Spread your legs for me, baby,” he said as he looked down at me. I did as he asked and spread myself wide for him.

He brought his spare hand down to my center and gently ran his finger along the length of my wetness, making me sigh silently. I was breathing hard and heavy and I could tell from the way he was looking at me that he loved what he was doing to me. I suddenly gasped when he pushed his finger into me, testing my wet depths. That was all he needed to know that I was ready for him. But even then he didn’t take me. He brought his other hand down gently brushing up against my greatly sensitive breasts and held my knees. I looked at him as he looked down at me. I almost knew what he was going to do next.

I closed my eyes and sighed loudly as he began kissing my delicate inside thigh. He took his time as he ran his tongue down one side and then up the other before he brought himself back down to my center and plunged his tongue into my depths, sending me into a fête of shivers. I raised my head to look at him, but the pleasure he was giving me was too much. His tongue was flicking my clit and tasting my salty wetness. I wanted to cry out. The way he was going I knew that I was going to cum at any time.

“Vincent…baby, slow down…I’m going to cum!” I cried out but he wouldn’t hear it.

“Don’t you dare.” He commanded in a tone that sent shivers down my spine.

I closed my eyes and arched my back as he went on sucking and licking. It was not long before I moaned my intent to explode. His answer was to pull away from me and run his tongue down my thigh, giving me the much-needed break. As soon as he felt me relaxed, he suddenly put his mouth on me and began sucking on me once more. Given that he had only given me a few minutes to recover, feeling his mouth on me once again was pure torture. Hot, but beautiful, torture. I cried out as he went on working me until I just couldn’t anymore. I raised my head and looked at him.

“Please, Vincent…please…” I begged as I looked at him. “Slow down…PLEASE!” My please didn’t fall on deaf ears. He pulled away from me and then brought himself up. I looked into his eyes as he hovered on me.

“Tell me what you want,” he said in a gruff voice. I wasn’t sure where this inquisitive Vincent had come from, but I kind-of liked him. Even with the erotic torture, I liked him, everything about him.

“I want you…inside me,” I whispered.

He never broke the eye contact as he lowered his pelvis and used his free hand to guide his cock into me. I was a little nervous as he pushed the head of his cock into me. I closed my eyes and moaned softly as he began working his length into me.

“Are you ready for me baby?” I heard him ask.

I opened my eyes and looked into his. I could see how dilated his pupils were. His desire and arousal were so obvious. I nodded and he suddenly entered me in one swift move. I shrieked as I felt him get so deep inside me all at once. He had completely filled me up, every single fold.

I looked up at him as he began working himself in and out of me. From the times we had been together before, I could tell that he was holding back on me this time round. I wished I could touch him, wrap my arms around his shoulders, but he seemed intent on having my arms pinned high over my head. He loved the idea of me being helpless under him. He suddenly groaned when I wrapped a leg around his waist urging him to go deeper, to release the erotic animal I had come to know and love so much. He suddenly stopped moving and brought his head down to kiss me. I moaned when I felt his tongue against mine, and it was then that he decided to give me his all. He went from holding himself back to slamming himself into me over and over again. It was the best feeling I had ever felt…at least at that moment. I moaned my disapproval when he pulled himself out of me. I barely had enough time to look at him as flipped me over and then pulled me up positioning me on all fours. I could not help but feel exited. He had never taken me like this.

“Oh, shit…Vincent!” I cried out when I felt him bury himself in me.

He held my hips and began slamming himself into me over and over again. I was having a hard time keeping myself in check because given the way he was going, I wouldn’t last much longer. I could feel my orgasm approaching hard and fast. Each stroke seemed to be harder and longer than the last, and my impending orgasm was making it hard for me to hold myself up. I took fistfuls of the bedding as he went on going harder and deeper until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Baby…I’m going to cum…” I muttered as he went on fucking me.

“Do it. Cum for me, baby,” he said.

I needed no second bidding. I cried out as I felt white hot energy flow through me as all the hurt, worry and emotion I had kept buried for so long came bubbling to the surface. Almost immediately, I felt Vincent filling me up. He was grunting and thrusting at the same time, prompting another orgasm. I tried my best to hold on as the heat and energy flowed through my body like an electric wire. I was spent. I collapsed on the bed, causing his cock to slip out of me. He collapsed next to me and kissed me softly. We were both panting, trying to catch our breath.

“Why don’t you ever want to put on some negligée for me?” he asked as he looked down at me after we had both had a chance to relax and catch our breath.

“Do you want me to?” I asked as he held me, more like cradled me really.

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want that, now would I?” I looked at him and raised myself up, balancing my weight on my elbow.

“If that is what you really want, Mr. Muse, I will give it to you,” I said as I got up. I got off the bed and Vincent put his hands behind his head as he looked at me. I took my time walking towards my clothes trunk because I knew he was watching, and I loved knowing that he was loving what he was seeing.

“Wait, Winnie…um…why don’t you wear some of the negligée in the closet?”

I heard Vincent ask. He sounded a little unsure, but I wanted to put on some of my own negligée. He had picked out a few silk negligees but I would have preferred to put on one with spots. The one I had stuffed in the trunk a few weeks back.

“Winnie…” he called out again but I was already opening the trunk. I didn’t know why he was insisting so much.

“Oh my God,” I suddenly gasped when I opened the trunk. I was not looking at my clothes in the trunk, but Lou Jameson’s dead body.

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