A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 87

Deep down, I knew what I asked for. I wanted to see him. That might have been difficult, but I wanted to see him with no barriers. I wanted to see him shift into his wolf form.

He took a step back and his withdrawal made my heart clench in my chest. "Aaron."

He shook his head, unwilling to grant my only request. "Zera, I have little control over my wolf's form unless with practice. I do not want to scare you." 

I smiled and cupped his face, and my small hands barely did justice in covering up his face. His long lash fluttered at the touch of my hands and he sighed.

"You can't scare me. You never have. Not really." I smiled at him.

His eyes fluttered, and they met mine and I beheld the genuine vulnerability there. I knew my request was not one he felt the most comfortable granting. 

He nodded and squeezed down on my hands, which held his face. "Okay." 

He didn't break our gaze as he took a step back from me. I had made the request, but my heart was hammering against my chest in fear and I knew he heard it too. I couldn't stop, though. I didn't want to. 

"I love you," I muttered before I could stop myself and, as if that gave him the courage he needed, his shift began. His fingers contorted into claws and grew long and terrifying at the same time. His hands and face grew hairier than usual and his eyes switched from their hazel colour to faded red. 

I had seen him in his wolf form before, but I had never seen him transform, and this was as intimate as sex itself. 

He dropped to his knees and his face contorted into that of a werewolf with red blazing eyes, while the other part of his body snapped and cracked until he stood before me in his wolf form, big and proud. 

I stood frozen and unable to decide my next course of action for the first few moments that passed, and then he took a step toward me. I dropped to my knee before him and he took another step closer. This was as open as I wanted and knowing he trusted me to do what I asked was more than enough for me. 

He drew closer and now stood only a few inches away from me. His head came so close to mine. I leaned in and placed my head against his and my hand moved to stroke the fur on his back and I heard him purred out. 

"I want to hear you moan. I want to hear you scream. Don't hide it." he instructed while pushing off the rest of my clothes.

He found my breast and squeezed on it and I moaned out, thrusting my head further into the pillow and letting out a thick moan. He growled in desire, probably loving my response, and he paid more attention to me. 

He touched me, kissed me and sucked on every part of me, from my lips down between my legs. 

My breath hitched when his tongue lapped at my wet and shimmering cunt, feasting on the sweetness thereof and moaning in pure delight. His tongue gathered me up, picking and tasting all the intimate parts and hitting every nerve. With each touch of his tongue, my body eased up and my back ached with desperation. I knew how much pleasure this man gave and I knew how committed he was to this. He did not relent until he drove me over to the point of ecstasy.

I felt much more contentment than I had ever felt and I knew I wasn't ready to lose him any time soon. 

I woke up with my head on his chest while his arms stayed securely around me. Last night was as fulfilling as I wanted, and I had Aaron Hart to thank for it.