Chapter 64

Helen POV

My voice was meek and taunting. “Then come get all of me, Alpha.”

Justin leapt forward but I was already sprinting into the water, jumping under the surface to swim away. Even under water, my Lycan mate had an advantage. He caught me as we came up to the waterfall, his arms hiking me up to his chest.

He forced my legs over his shoulders, my thighs squeezing into his face while he pushed my back into the rocks, the water drenching me almost as much as my anticipating juices had wet my core. Justin kept me pressed there, on his shoulders, his lips making out with those of my throbbing pussy.

“Fuck!”

I screamed at the pleasure. It was overbearing and sensual and it was everything. I leaned back as he ate me out under the waterfall, the rocks scratching my spin but it didn’t matter. I would prefer him to dig a cave with my back if it meant he would lick my sex this ferociously forever.

He pulled back, sucking on my sensitive clit once, the feeling unlike anything I’ve ever wanted and yet, I couldn’t have enough of it now. He released his mouth altogether and instead ran his fingers into my body, jabbing me with two fingers, than three, until it felt so good it hurt.

I couldn’t even imagine such a thing. It was too delicious to comprehend.

I screamed as I came, Justin going back to drink the excess that practically squirted from my core. He was enjoying this far too much and I was too. Neither of us wanted to stop.

He pushed me into the water, throwing my legs off his shoulder in a harsh shove. When I surfaced, catching my breath, his hands found my hips and he pushed my chest into the rocks.

I hiked my leg over his hips, running my ass across his vibrating cock as it sat on my lower back, begging to insert itself into whatever hole it wanted now.

All of them were okay with me by now.

He wasn’t going to disappoint, either.

He pressed his length into my sex, fucking me into the waterfall rocks while one hand found my nipple, pulling and rolling it as he pleased. I wanted his other hand on the other nipple, so I could feel the electricity from both of them, but I found out his intent seconds later.

He pressed his thick thumb into the tight hole of my ass, just enough to catch me by surprise.

I screamed as I came in that moment. He chuckled lightly, pressing hard in my rear, thrusting more into my drenched sex, and pulling hard my nipple.

“I’m going to make you feel so good, you’ll forget everything they said about us having sex,” Justin growled, his voice not really his own anymore.

It was his Lycan and I feared him shifting in this moment but I knew he had to have some kind of control to prevent that.

He had to have control, right?

His thumb in my asshole had pressed too hard, his erection moving too much, that I finally broke for good. I came and came and came and came and came and—

I was damn near blacking out.

I shudder all over as Justin laughed at my reaction. It wasn’t a laugh of humor though. It was of satisfaction in pleasing me. he had tortured me just enough to make me dehydrated to his whim, unable to come anymore.

His sweet, warm release spread through my core, his hands moved to my hips so I could stay steady against him in that second, the feeling overwhelming for us both.

He pulled back, I dropped the leg I had cocked on his hip, and instantly fell into the rocks. Justin caught me soon enough, pulling me upright to keep my back flush with his chest. We were slick and pink and out of breath, but it was all so worth it.

“Can’t—hardly—stand—” I gasped, mercilessly trembling from our rigorous sex.

“I’ll hold you then,” Justin whispered into my ear, kissing my neck until he got to his mating mark. He bit down, purring as he did so. “Fuck, that was great.”

“It really was,” I admitted, blushing. “I can’t believe I came so much.”

“I can’t either,” he groaned, his dick jumping against the middle of my back as we talked about this. “Dammit, no. Change the topic.”

He was growling, trying to calm himself down, but I could see him losing that fight.

He released me, jumping into the pond until he came for air on the other side, leaving the water as his Lycan. He was too on edge, too hungry for more, that we both knew his Lycan could never be fully satisfied. He wanted everything, always, and he wanted it right now, of all times.

I swam through the water until I was with him again, his changed form so scary but familiar to me. He really was one-of-a-kind. And he was mine.

I ran my hand down his stomach, feeling his fur and dangerously taunting him further. His Lycan wasn’t having any of it. He pushed me back gently and I tripped over myself. I hit my back a little too hard and his Lycan was furious with itself.

To stop trouble from escalating, I spread my legs and showed him everything I had, everything he just took advantage of under the waterfall. I touched myself sensuously, distracting him from his anger in almost hurting me.

Our sex was powerful, we knew that, but maybe it was too powerful for my mate.

He was losing control.

“Ah, Justin, shift back for me. Please.”

I panted, trying to keep his focus as he stood over me. I ran my fingers over my breasts, cupping them and pinching them while my other hand worked at my clit. I would come one more time for his pleasure, just so he can relax.

At least, that was my intent.

He shifted back but he was wild in this form too. He picked me up off the sand and threw me down against a nearby log, laid out from some fallen tree.

He parted my legs, inserted, and it started again.

I blinked back spots, Justin forcing himself to stop after he would come again but his Lycan would be furiously trying to press further. I was raw and probably bleeding, so overwhelmed with this much anger and sex that it wasn’t my intention to start a fire like this one.

“I can’t stop,” Justin said through gritted teeth, fuckin me for the eight time.

He really couldn’t either. he was sending my heat into shudders and then starting it over again, unsatisfied and unwilling to let us settle after each ejaculation.

I finally found it in myself to fall to the ground and off the log that left imprints of the bark on my stomach. He was right there though, standing over me with his wildly strong erection. It was clear he couldn’t attempt to stop this cycle yet.

I took him in my mouth, feeling him rigorously thrust into my throat. I didn’t have time to breathe, to pull away and swallow his come, before he was doing it again, slamming his erection into my neck for another hit, for another come, and he had to have excided twelve by now.

But he still went for more.

I began to feel a bit of worry. I had set him off too much today, and his strength was in his movements, in controlling his Lycan by feeding it pleasure, but his beast was still hungry for more.

I pulled my lips off his cock and fell to my side in the sand, gasping while his sticky eject was lining the walls of my mouth and drooling off my lower lips.

“Justin, please,” I panted at last. “I can’t—no more—please.”

He stepped back, knowing he had to stop, but even I could see it in his eyes that he just couldn’t.

“What happened here?!”