The Alpha's Breeder

I arched myself further into his kiss, unable to control the need for his touch.

The wet and moist heat of his kiss left my lips tingling in a mind-blowing way.

How is he able to do that? How is he able to make me become so muddle-headed with just one kiss?

Eros' mouth kissed a way down my neck, nipping and sucking against it until I was sure that hickies would form.

His sharp teeth grazed the delicate skin of my neck before I felt his palms slowly slide up my sides.

A trail of sparks and tingles littered my sensitive flesh at every touch.

I vaguely realized that the robe had slipped down my shoulders and laid settled around my waist.

The top half of me was completely naked to his heated and penetrating gaze.

I was still slightly embarrassed at being so exposed but couldn't get myself to care enough to cover up.

It's not like he hasn't seen any of it before.

His hot palm cups my suddenly heavy breasts, feeling the weight before curling long fingers and squeezing with moderate strength.

He molded and kneaded my breasts in the palm of his hands with agonizing slowness that left me gasping for breath.

Eros kissed along my collarbone and down my shoulders before licking across the expanse of my arm.

Goosebumps were quick to scatter across my flesh at every heated kiss.

I never realized how the skin of my arms could be so sensitive like this.

Eros' sharp canines teasingly scraped across my wrist with light pressure.

Afterward, he sucked my index finger languidly and lightly nipped with his teeth causing an encompassing warmth to radiate from my lower abdomen.

My core clenched tightly and repeatedly.

I could feel wetness gradually slip through my lower lips to dampen the bathrobe underneath my butt.

Eros licked all of my fingers on both hands and kissed across my palms and wrists with extreme thoroughness.

At his actions, I couldn't control the shivers that wracked my form.

Eros braces my body with a strong hand behind my back as if the bed would hurt me if I fell back.

And I soon found myself on my back with him caging me down.

His body casts a shadow on my face, leaving me an image of his glowing eyes and aroused face.

I slowly swallowed the sudden lump that formed in my throat.

"I want to mark you, Emira. So badly," he murmurs against my lips, kissing it slowly as if to savor every single moment.

My mind slowly cleared in response to his words.

I knew that Eros wasn't going to cross the barrier I set without my approval.

He was too much of a gentleman to force me into doing anything that I didn't want to.

But, his seductive coaxing was almost too hard to refuse.

He had managed to worm his way into my life and my heart with claws sunken so deep into my soul that I didn't want them removed.

I couldn't see myself with anyone other than him.

The bigger portion of me really wanted him, probably as much as he wanted me, but I was afraid to admit it.

I fought this attraction because I didn't want to be like everyone else.

I didn't want to willingly accept what was thrown at me without a thought.

But, Eros made me feel things that I had never felt before.

He was worth overcoming my pride and hesitations to be with and I was willing to give this relationship a chance, give myself a chance at happiness.

If Eros was temptation then I wanted to sin.

Finally, after a long and thoughtful pause, I breathed a reply against his lips.

And, at my throaty answer, he pulled back, leaving me slightly breathy underneath him.

His entire body had tensed almost in disbelief at my words and I had to wonder if I had imagined myself saying it.

I didn't.

Right?

There was a long pause.