Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

Beautiful Bond Ch 12. Our First

MARCEL.

I close the door; the lock clicking shut behind us and I lift her bridal style in my arms, her heart’s racing and she locks her arms around my shoulders, burying her face into my neck, as I carry her through to the bedroom.

The room is lit with candles, and red petals. are s*attered across the floor and bed. The table to the side holds chocolates and drinks, but I don’t think either of us cares about that. She’s the only dessert I truly want, and right now neither of us wants to wait. I want her and she wants me.

I place her on the bed, unable to express what I feel inside, as I remove my jacket and toss it aside.

She’s watching me with glowing topaz eyes, filled with desire and love.

This is happening. I’m finally going to make her mine…

Reaching down, I cup her cheek, brushing my thumb down her jaw. She parts her lips. slightly, making me throb at how f*cking s*xy she looks right now. She reacts so well…

She gets onto her knees and begins to unbutton my shirt and I smirk slightly, even with her racing heart that thumps violently.

She’s still careful not to tear my shirt.

So Winona.

I smirk, leaning down and brushing my lips. against hers as I slowly feel for the pins in her hair, removing them. Her hands slip under my shirt, sending delicious sparks coursing through me as she slides my shirt off, her hands skim over my chest and I watch her as she looks at my torso through hooded eyes, not missing the way her fingers trace my scars tenderly.

My own heart is racing as I watch her while I remove the last of the pins from her hair one -handed, dropping them onto the bedside cabinet. I run my fingers through her lush hair, letting it down. It cascades around her face, only making her look even more alluring.

She’s d*mn beautiful…

She leans over, kissing one of my scars softly before she places soft kisses up my neck.

I bite back a groan as my hands roam her body, and I slowly unzip her dress. All night she’s been a temptation. I look down at her, the silver heart that holds her bra together has been distracting me all evening. I slowly slide the straps to her dress down, throbbing hard when I take in the tiny bra, if you can call it that, wrapped around those firm, round breasts.

Bellissima…” I murmur. Her boobs rise and fall as she watches me,

her back, no matter how much I want to ravage her, more than that I want her to remember our

Remember this night.

I know she didn’t really date, I don’t care about the men before me or who they

is like heaven and sin all in one. I lay her down

of how she feels and reacts to each kiss, into my mind. She’s whimpering in pleasure, her heart pounding as I slowly make my way down to her stomach,

when I run my

“Marcel…” She whispers wantonly.

and my eyes flash in hunger.

thighs and that a*s. I pick the dress up, dropping it onto the ground and take another long look at the goddess

a defined curve to her hips and, in all, a

revealing as the bra, only teasing me further. Her arousal scents the air, as she lays there,

licks her lips or the way her back arches, and I’m unable to stop myself from delivering a light slap to that a*s.

and I smirk, knowing she

I ask, squeezing her a*s

as I run my hand up her leg, watching as

you want me to do to you,” I whisper, twisting my fingers into her

into my mouth, pulling me closer as her hands rake over my

Please don’t hold back.’ She

grab those breasts, making her moan loudly when I squeeze them. Her nipples are hard,

into my touch. I yank her bra down, tearing it right off her, growling

far too occupied by her perfect soft pink buds that I want to devour. I toss

I devour her right boob, licking and sucking her nipple, my hand playing with the other. She fits nicely in

I let go of her nipple, flicking it a final time before

I reach down and remove my pants that she

buries her face into my neck, rolling her hips as she grinds against

F*ck…