The Raven’s Alpha (Nature’s Embrace #1)

Chapter Eleven

Darcy Mortlake

Eddy's cheeks flush every time he makes eye contact with me, and I can't help but smile. After I covered him in frosting and forced an extra orgasm out of him, it took him a while to clean up. The customer who was waiting for us looked annoyed when he left the bathroom, but I didn't mind - it was a small price to pay for the sweet treat.

By the time the last customer of the day leaves, my cock is aching and I’m pretty sure I’ve leaked slick through my trousers and there is probably going to be a stain in the chair when I stand up.

Eddy helps me up, laughing as he says, “You’re driving me crazy. All I’ve been able to smell for the last couple of hours is your sweet scent. Forget the freshly baked bread or the chocolatey desserts, it’s been your fragranced slick that’s overtaking everything else and let me tell you Darcy, I’m a man obsessed.”

I'm not accusing my alpha of deception, but I can't deny the truth - my own scent is lost on me. All I'm aware of is Eddy's intoxicating aroma, a heady blend of smoky woods, fresh grass, and sweetness. "Take me home?" I whisper, my voice barely audible.

He knows I mean his cabin, of course. The thought of returning to the empty mansion on the hills is unbearable. I want to be with my mate.

I drum my foot impatiently against the worn floor as I watch Eddy extinguish the lights and secure the door. My anxiety is palpable as I try to contain my excitement, but the moment he extracts the key from the lock, I'm upon him, nudging him gently towards his truck with an urgency that can't be disguised. Eddy's low, amused chuckle erupts as he yields to my enthusiasm, surrendering to my eagerness with a knowing smile.

We hit the open road and I'm practically vibrating in my seat, my body humming with anticipation. The worn leather creaks beneath me, infused with the subtle sheen of my oil-slicked trousers as I drum my fingers against the door panel. I inhale deeply, my senses ravished by the intoxicating aroma of my alpha's scent, which clings to me like a second skin. Though we'd agreed to take things slow, I'm mere seconds away from surrendering to my desperation, my throat parched with longing as I silently plead for more.

I close my eyes and imagine the way Eddy would squish me against the mattress and hold my cheeks open wide as he jackhammers his cock into my soft hole, making my insides sloppy as he repeatedly fills my belly with his seed. I think he’d try and be gentle at first, making sure to not hurt me, but then he’d realise I can take it, and then he’d let loose and ravish me .

As I’m lost in the thought of my own desires, I hear my alpha's low, husky whisper, "Fuck." My gaze drifts to his hands. His tendons stand out like cords on a bowstring, pulsing with restrained energy as he grips the steering wheel, his calm demeanour a thin veneer that barely masks the turmoil brewing beneath. “Pull your cock out, omega.” My head lolls to the side to watch him as I begin pulling my trousers down my hips, my thin length slapping against my jumper.

“Give me your hand.” I do as he says and without taking his eyes off the road, he spits into my palm, “Jerk yourself, omega mine. Let me hear how desperate you are for my cock.”

Hours of being surrounded by the sweet smell of cakes and being in the presence of my alpha made for a hefty bit of foreplay. I barely even have my fingers wrapped around myself before I orgasm. My stomach clenching as I hiss through my teeth. The back of my head thuds against the headrest as the truck lurches to a sudden halt, tires screaming in protest against the tarmac, and a split second later, Eddy’s head is between my legs. His hot mouth wraps around my tip pressing his tongue against my slit as he prolongs my orgasm.

A shrill cry tears from my lips as I clamp my fingers around a handful of my alpha's hair, the strands twisted tightly between my fingers as I grind my hips against his face.

When I’m beginning to feel oversensitive, I pull his mouth head off my cock and pull his face to mine. I push my tongue past his lips, and a soft moan escapes me as I taste myself on him - sweet and slightly salty.

The car is almost overpowering with the scent of my slick and come, and when I pull away from the kiss, I reach for my alpha’s trousers. Eddy attempts to protest, but as soon as his bulbous tip is pressed against my tongue, he groans a ‘fuck yes’ and pushes my head further down to take his length to the back of my throat. Bile rises in my stomach as I retch against the intrusion, but I don’t let that stop me.

His cock is heavy and hard against my tongue, dripping copious amounts of precum as his legs start to shake. I pop his length from my mouth and say, “Keep driving. Take us home alpha. I need you inside of me and I can’t wait much longer.” My alpha’s eyes darken and he snarls at me through his teeth. “You like the sound of that? Does my alpha want to sink his big cock inside my virgin hole?”

I suck his cock back into my mouth and a second later, the engine turns back on and we’re rushing down the road. If we were anywhere else, I’d worry about Eddy crashing the truck, but the cabin stands alone, so I’m not worried about any other drivers being on the road.

My jaw is starting to ache, so I use my hand to pump his length as I swipe my tongue across the underside of his glands. His legs tense as he throbs in my hand, I circle my fingers against the base of his cock and squeeze tight, stopping his orgasm.

Eddy growls when he realises what I’ve just done. When I gaze at his face, his eyes lock onto mine, and a jolt of excitement courses through me. I glance out the window, my heart racing, confirming we're finally home. With a swift tug, I wrench myself free from his grasp and dash to fling open the door.

Whoops, I guess I didn't quite remember the door is locked. My eyes bug out and I can't help but snort-laugh, the sound slipping out of my lips like a nervous bubble. I glance back at Eddy, grinning mischievously as I take in his frenzied expression. If anyone else looked at me like that, I'd be like, ‘Uh, back off, buddy,’ but Eddy's my alpha, he would never hurt me.

As he looms over me, his breath a warm caress against my skin, he growls in a low, husky tone, "What do you think you're doing, my little raven? Teasing me? Playing games?" His words are a whispered promise against my lips, making my heart race as he nuzzles the curve of my jaw. His tongue darts out to lick the edge of my mouth, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

"Just know, you own me," he murmurs, his voice a husky growl that sends shivers down my spine. His eyes burn with intensity as he gazes at me, his gaze stripping away any doubt or hesitation. "Whatever you want, you can have it," he says, his voice low and husky, sending a thrill through me. He shrugs his broad shoulders, the movement a slow, sensual curve that makes me ache. "If you want to control my orgasms, then they’re yours, Darcy." His words are a promise, a vow to give himself completely to me. He climbs out of the truck, the sunlight catching the hard planes of his chest, making my heart race. I watch, entranced, as he walks around to my side and opens the door with slow, deliberate movements.

When the door creaks open, I burst through it and rush to the cabin. The warm air of Eddy’s home enveloping me like a gentle caress. I've left the back door unlocked, anticipating this moment, and now I'm racing inside, my laughter echoing off the walls as I shed my inhibitions along with my clothes. The sound of Eddy's footsteps behind me is a distant hum, a steady beat that matches the pounding of my heart. I don’t stop until I reach the bedroom, where the setting sun streaming through the window casts a warm glow on the rumpled sheets.

By the time I bounce onto Eddy's bed, I'm panting like a puppy. The sound of his heavy footsteps is music to my ears. I'm not waiting around - I'm already getting comfy on my hands and knees, pushing my ass out like a siren luring in the sailors. I'm ready to test Eddy's limits, to push him to his absolute max and make him go wild with desire. I want him to lose all control and devour me whole.

My heart is racing like a runaway train and my laughter is bubbling up like champagne, fizzing with excitement and nerves. I'm high on the thrill of it all - being with someone who gets me and getting to share this hot, sweaty, primal moment together. I've spent too many lonely nights sweating through my heats alone. I'm ready to get my freak on and see where the pleasure takes us.

As Eddy's footsteps stomp down the hallway, I use my digits and get to work, jamming three fingers deep inside myself in a frenzy of self-love. I'm on a mission to nail my prostate like a boss. Just as I'm about to blow my top, Eddy saunters into view, his alpha frame filling the doorway like a superhero entering the scene. I can barely keep my eyes open as the pleasure sets off like fireworks in my body, but trust me, I wouldn't miss the look on Eddy's face for all the riches in the world.

Looking at him I let out a sultry moan, my eyes drinking in the sight of his thick, velvety cock as it springs free from his jeans. His tip glistens with a tantalising trail of precum, like a siren's call beckoning me closer. His fingers wrap around the base, his grip firm and deliberate, his knuckles straining with the intensity of his anticipation.

I rise to my knees, my body instinctively seeking out the source of its craving. My alpha responds with an urgency that's almost palpable, his hands claiming the back of my head as he draws me in with a gentle yet insistent pull. His touch is like a whispered promise, and I can't help but lean in, my mouth parting of its own accord as his lips meet mine.

His tongue meets mine and I'm struck by the intoxicating flavour of his mouth, a heady blend of warmth and passion that leaves me breathless. His groan, low and rough, sends shivers down my spine as I succumb to the desire to devour him whole. The kiss breaks, and Eddy pulls away, his eyes burning with intensity as he commands me to present myself. "Show me everything you've got," he growls, his voice dripping with anticipation, as he gently pushes me back down onto the bed.

I launch myself onto my knees, splaying my legs wide and propping my shoulders against the mattress, eager to surrender to the passion. The cabin's warmth has me practically dripping with sweat, and I can feel my body trembling with anticipation. I'm a hair's breadth away from begging Eddy to take me hard and fast. Before I can even think about it, his tongue swoops in, a hot, velvety stroke that makes me gasp as it glides past my puckered skin and into the depths of my inner sanctum.

I'm powerless to contain the waves of pleasure crashing through me, and I surrender to the orgasmic assault, my body buckling under the intensity. I dissolve into a pool of ecstasy, my core contracting and releasing in a rhythmic dance as I drench the sheets beneath me with my release.

When Eddy pulls his face away from my behind, I look over my shoulder and wiggle my ass at him, silently begging for more. His eyes dart from my dripping hole, to my face and he must see the words I’m trying to express, because he asks, “Are you sure? I don’t mind waiting.”

I shake my head, “I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment and I’m ready. I want you Eddy, now and forever. You’re mine and I’m yours.” Eddy stares at me for a little while, his head tilting this way and that as he processes my words.

I tilt my head, my eyes locked on his, as I whisper, "I've been waiting for this moment, craving the rush of desire that only you can ignite. You're the fire that fuels my soul, Eddy. Make me yours." His gaze holds mine, his eyes burning with intensity as he drinks in my words.

"Roll over, Darcy." I comply, my movements fluid as I shimmy up the bed and settle against the pillows.

I watch as my alpha sheds his clothes, his body revealed inch by inch. The pile of discarded fabric on the floor is a testament to the passion that's about to unfold.

Finally, Eddy stands tall at the foot of the bed, a vision of masculine perfection. His eyes, like dark pools of molten chocolate, burn with an inner fire as he gazes down at me, his expression a blend of desire and dominance. The soft glow of the setting sun streaming through the window casts a flattering glow on his soft skin, highlighting his furry chest and heavy abdomen.

I'm struck by the sheer magnificence of his physique. His dark brown fur-covered chest is a sight to behold, and his broad shoulders are a testament to his strength. His muscles ripple beneath his skin, providing a tantalising glimpse of the power that lies beneath. His stomach, slightly softer than the rest of his body, seems specifically designed for me to rest my head against and lavish affection upon. The contrast between his rugged torso and his chiselled features only adds to his allure.

Overall, my mate is a delicious looking man .

It's Eddy's face that holds the greatest allure for me. Unbeknownst to him, my alpha wears his emotions like a badge of honour, allowing his feelings to shine brightly on his face. The saying ‘the eyes are the windows to the soul’ is particularly appropriate when applied to Eddy. His eyes, like two rich, dark chocolates, have revealed a kaleidoscope of emotions to me – joy, sorrow, and even a flicker of mischief on more than one occasion. And in this moment, they radiate love and trust, a warmth that draws me in like a moth to flame.

As Eddy begins to crawl up the bed, our bodies seem to synchronise in a choreographed dance. His hands glide up my legs, and I reciprocate by running my fingers through his hair, the strands curling around my fingers like soft vines. The instant his chest makes contact with mine, my body erupts in a flurry of goosebumps, my skin sizzling with anticipation. He presses his lips to mine, and we remain suspended in this tender moment, lost in the sensory bliss of our connection.

The tender moment stretches out, our bodies entwined and our breaths synchronised, our hearts beating in harmony. But beneath the surface, the tension builds, like a storm brewing on a summer day. The air is charged with tension, and I can feel my own desire coursing through me like a river bursting its banks. Suddenly, Eddy's hands tighten around me, his fingers digging into my skin as he claims my mouth with a hungry kiss. His groan is low and primal, and I feel my own response echoing through my body. My slickness spreads across the sheets, and I'm aware of Eddy's own arousal as he leaves a sticky trail against my thigh. A throaty giggle escapes me as I revel in the raw passion that now consumes us.

He leans back, a mischievous glint in his eye, and says, "Sorry about that." I giggle and stick my tongue out as I pop the sticky evidence into my mouth. "Don't apologise, Eddy," my voice husky with amusement.