Christmas Alpha (11 page)

 
Eva’s hands were on his shoulders, her back arched as she pressed deeper, harder, into that hot and hungry mouth, gasping her pleasure as Finn’s finger and thumb pulled on her other nipple, the hardness of his erection stroking rhythmically against her bared and swollen clit.
 

 
Eva began to buck against him, groaning and crying out, as she felt her climax building, before exploding, the pleasure radiating out from between her thighs.
 

 
Finn enjoyed every moment of watching Eva in the throes of her orgasm; her hair was wild and silky against his chest, her cheeks were flushed, lips slightly parted, swollen from the intensity of their kisses. Her throat arched, became taut, as she cried out, her skin damp and glowing in the firelight, her breasts so full and heavy.
 

 
As for the sight of his thick cock rubbing against her bared pussy...
 

 
Finn almost found his release just from watching her, his hands cupping the globes of her bared bottom as he pressed his cock up harder against her bared clit at the same time as he turned his head to take her other nipple in his mouth and suckle.
 

 
Hard.
 

 
And then harder still as he felt Eva gasp and tense for a second time, her clit throbbing, pulsing against his cock, telling him she was about to come again.

 
“Finn!” Her eyes were wide with shock as she screamed out her pleasure this time, her body arching and tensing, shaking as that second, even stronger orgasm ripped through her body in never-ending waves.

 
Finn’s arms moved fiercely about her as she collapsed against his chest, completely boneless, her breathing almost a sob as she clung to him weakly.

 
“Whatever problem you may have thought you had sexually these past six months, Finn Devlin,” she murmured breathlessly, “you obviously haven’t forgotten a damned thing about how to give a woman pleasure.”

 
Not for the first time, Finn found himself laughing for the sheer joy of being with Eva.
 

Chapter 10

Finn had thought Eva fearless, even indomitable earlier, when she had refused to be daunted by the thought of Moira outside in the snow watching them.

 
But as she began to wriggle down his thighs, those breasts jiggling enough to take his breath away, he added single-minded and determined to that list.

 
And that was before she hooked her thumbs into his boxers and tugged them down his hips, causing Finn to groan low in his throat as his engorged cock sprang free of its confinement.

 
“Oh my...” Eva murmured appreciatively.

 
Finn groaned again at the look of anticipation in those expressive moss-green eyes.

 
Eva pulled Finn’s boxers off the rest of the way before tossing them aside, her gaze never leaving the magnificent length of his cock for even a second as she now slid further down his body until she knelt between his parted thighs.

 
Finn had a beautiful cock, so long and thick her fingers didn’t meet as they encircled him. His skin felt like velvet to the touch, thick engorged veins running the full length of that proudly jutting cock, the bulbous tip already leaking with pre-cum.

 
“I may not last long if you do what I think you’re going to do,” he warned gruffly as he obviously saw the intent in her eyes.

 
Eva looked up the length of his body as she grinned at him unconcernedly. “I didn’t last at all.”

 
Finn smiled ruefully. “I don’t ever remember laughing in bed with a lover before tonight.”

 
“We aren’t in a bed,” she reminded huskily.

 
“I was trying to pay you a compliment, Eva— Oh sweet— Jesu— Fecking hell!” His back arched involuntarily as Eva’s lips parted and she took the whole bulbous tip of his cock into the heat of her mouth.
 

 
He instantly felt engulfed in that moist heat, his breathing becoming a ragged gasp, his fingers entangling in Eva’s hair as her fingers held him tightly and she began to move her mouth up and down the length of his cock.
 

 
He almost lost it completely as she took him to the back of her throat at the same time as one of her hands moved to cup his sac. He began to groan low in his throat as she squeezed and caressed, at the same time as her fingers tightened about him and her tongue became an erotic rasp across the weeping slit at the top as she tasted and licked him with each upstroke.

 
Eva stilled the moment she felt Finn’s sac tighten in her hand, his fingers painfully gripping her hair, knowing he was very near to exploding, and wanting to prolong his pleasure for as long as possible.
 

 
In the same way he had prolonged her own pleasure just minutes ago.

 
She gentled the strokes of her tongue to a light lick until Finn’s tension slowly eased and she was assured he was no longer on the brink of coming.

 
The moment she knew he had eased back from that brink her fingers tightened about him once more and she resumed the upward and downward stroke of her hands, mouth and tongue.

 
Time and time again she held Finn poised on that brink, stopping every time she felt his tension and that tightening of his sac.

Knowing from the copious leaking of his cock that he was close now. So very close.

 
“Are you trying to kill me, Eva!” Finn finally groaned hoarsely, having reached that point of release, and then been brought back down again by Eva so many times now, that he no longer had any idea what his own name was.

 
Eva slowly released him before blowing lightly against that sensitive tip. “You can’t die from pleasure, Finn.”

 
Finn. That’s right, his name was Finn.

 
“I beg to differ,” he breathed raggedly as he looked down the length of his body at her.

 
She had the look of a pagan goddess, intent on marauding and claiming, her eyes heavy with her own desire, and her mouth—it was bloody sinful what she could do with that mouth!

 
As for her shaved pussy—!

 
Finn’s cock was ready to explode, and his balls ached for release just thinking about that bare pussy. “I’m going to eat you now,” he growled even as he sat up and lay Eva on her back so he could slide down the bed until his face was on level with that smooth silky skin, her swollen clit visible beneath its hood.
 

 
He felt Eva tremble as his tongue flicked out and tasted that sensitive nub, both sweet and salty at the same time. “I want to see and taste all of you,” he encouraged gruffly as his fingers gently parted her until he could see the deep rose of her moistened sheath, the slickness of her swollen folds, and her clit so swollen it looked as if it were about to burst.

 
Finn couldn’t wait another second to taste her again as he lowered his mouth and lapped at the sweet taste of her juices. Licking and sucking, before groaning hungrily as he thrust his tongue deep inside her sheath, again and again, until he felt the contractions as she came again.

 
“Delicious...” Finn swallowed every last drop of her before looking up at her. “I want in now, Eva,” he growled as he sat up and eased her up beside him before rolling onto his side, his mouth slick and moist from her juices.

 
“I want you in, Finn.” She smiled up at him shyly.

 
“Thank the lord for that!” he groaned as he came up on his knees.

 
Eva was already so sated, so pleasured, that she could only watch him through narrowed lids as his cock entered her in one smooth, slick, pleasure-giving stroke. She gasped slightly as he filled her up completely, her sheath widening and lengthening to accommodate him.

 
“Are you okay?” Finn paused.

 
“Oh yes,” she assured him breathlessly.

 
Finn held Eva’s gaze with his as he began to move, slowly, thrusting shallowly, and then deeper as Eva began to arch up to meet him with each stroke.

 
Eva gasped as Finn rolled his hips and pressed against her engorged clit with each downward stroke, before he touched something deep inside her as he thrust forward. Over and over again, until she felt something grow and then explode deep inside her, that deep pleasure all she knew as her climax released with the force of a tidal wave.

 
Quickly followed by another as Finn continued to thrust harder.

 
And then another. Until Eva began to scream as she came in one long and never-ending tide of pleasure.

 
Finn gave one long, hard thrust inside her as his own release surged hotly down the length of his cock before releasing hard and deep, pumping his seed hotly into that silken sheath, until he felt completely drained and his arms collapsed beneath him as he fell to the side and buried his face against her throat.

 
“Guess I didn’t need any whips and paddles from the basement to make you scream,” Finn murmured minutes, hours—days—later. “Stop laughing, Eva,” he groaned as he felt his now semi-hard cock start to slip from her slickness.

 
“You said there weren’t any whips and paddles in the basement.” Eva continued to chuckle huskily. “But maybe in one of the bedrooms?”

 
“I haven’t looked. But knowing Lucien I suppose there just might be...”

 
Eva glanced down at him. “Your friend Lucien sounds...fascinating...”

 
Finn lifted his head slightly to look at her. “I thought you said you weren’t into the kinky stuff?”

 
“I’m not. But still, this Lucien sounds interesting,” she teased mischievously as she wondered if it was possible, even remotely possible, that Finn might be a little jealous of her interest in the other man. “You’re frowning again, Finn,” she teased huskily.

 
“Just wondering if you’re regretting me already.” The lightness of his tone was completely at odds with the hardness of his eyes as he looked down at her.

 
Eva gave a shake of her head. “I believe you’re going to be a hard act to follow, Mr. Devlin.”

 
His expression lightened slightly. “Ditto, Miss Shaw.”

 
Eva found that hard to believe. The two men she had been with previously had been as inexperienced as she was, and she had acted purely on instinct when making love with Finn just now. Besides which, she had seen some of the photographs in the newspapers and magazines of Finn and some of the beautiful women he dated...

 
“Now you’re the one who’s frowning.” Finn leaned on his elbow beside her before smoothing that frown from her brow. “I never say things I don’t mean, Eva,” he assured huskily. “You drained me dry,” he added teasingly. “So much so, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stand up!”

 
“Where are you going?”

 
He smiled ruefully. “Just to get a cloth to clean us both up before we go to sleep.”

 
“Oh.” Eva had never made love to a man without a condom before, but she did feel sticky down there from Finn’s cum. She also felt embarrassed! “Good idea,” she added feebly.

 
Finn kissed her lightly on the nose before getting to his feet.

 
Eva forgot all about being embarrassed the moment Finn stood up and she saw all of him in the firelight.
 

 
His chest was so broad and muscled, and slightly damp from their exertions. Stomach lean, his legs long and strong. Even semi-erect his cock was impressive; long and thick still and—her eyes widened as she saw Finn’s cock become longer and thicker, hard again, as she watched.

 
“See what you do to me, Eva Shaw?” Finn murmured self-derisively as he looked down at his engorged and throbbing cock, just from having Eva look at him with those hungry cat-green eyes.

 
Maybe he wouldn’t bother with the washcloth. They were only going to get sticky all over again in a few minutes. And there was something decidedly erotic about the thought of thrusting into the heat of Eva’s sheath when she was already slick with his cum.

 
And maybe before he thought about doing just that he should go and check on the house once more, make sure, again, that all the doors and windows were firmly locked.
 

 
More than ever he needed to protect Eva.

 
More than ever...?

 
What the hell did that mean?

 
He and Eva had just fu… No! Knowing how much Eva had hated hearing that word earlier, in this particular context, he just couldn’t use that word in connection with what they had just done together. Even inside his head.