The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

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He silenced me with another kiss, this one softer, sweeter. His hands framed my face as if I were the most precious thing in the world. When we parted, his eyes shone with unshed tears of his

own.

“Stay with me,” he pleaded, pressing gentle kisses to my forehead, my cheeks, and the corner of my mouth. Give us another chance. Let me prove to you that nothing will tear us apart this time.”

He lifted me effortlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me to the bed. I tumbled onto the soft mattress – it had been a garden bench last time. He came to lie next to me as he started kissing me softly again.

His teeth graze my jaw, running his wet tongue down my throat, sucking at the place where hist mark was once. His breathing drags as his hands move to my robe again, slowly undoing the knot I had on.

He yanks the knot loose and parted my robe both ways so I lay naked before him. He runs his hands through the space between my breasts, down to the arch of my woman’s core. I suck in a hard breath arching against him.

I kissed him harder, letting my hands slide to his pants, rubbing him at the tent that had formed there, earning a darkened gaze from him and swallowed grunts. Then he grabs my chin with both hands and ravages my mouth, sending shivers down my spine.

Suddenly, he stops kissing me and resumes sucking my throat again – making loud suckling noise as his tongue swirled around his faded mark. Then he drags his tongue to the space between my breasts running them along the ridge of my mould, expertly avoiding my strained buds.

I squirmed with want and impatience, wishing he would just swallow my engorged bud. Instead, he slides his tongue down my stomach, swirling his tongue around my belly button.

Then he starts to kiss my centre. He moves his tongue so meticulously, grazing my skin with his beard. I moaned clasping his head.

He chuckles, raising his head to look at me. His eyes were shining

“I almost lost an eye there, Miss Woodland.”

With amusement.

I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, averting my eyes. “I’m sorry, I murmured.

“This is no time for modesty, Lyla,” he murmured, lowering his head as he went back to kissing the walls of my thighs. He begins to eat me out, swirling his tongue up and down

my slit.

Stopping to suck now and again. I felt the pressure beginning to build up. He must have felt it too because his hand strays to my hardened nipples, rolling them in between his hands. That did

it for me.

I thrust my hips halfway to the air and he followed after me, licking me… I groaned, whining my waist faster to his tongue, until I started shivering, growling loudly like a banshee. Spent, I

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settled back on the bed and immediately, he tosses me around, so I was lying on my stomach.

He paused for a second, I could feel him unbuckling his pants. Then he comes to kneel behind me on the bed, kissing my bare butt cheeks. I growled with delight, as his hands ran through my

wet snatch.

“How are you so wet?” he murmured into my ears. “I’m sorry for making you wait this long!”

Then he slips his fingers into my wetness. I curled, widening my legs to give him more space. He slips in a second finger, positioning his middle finger so that it works on my nub while his thumb and index finger work their way in and out of my snatch.

I moved my waist to his rhythmic pump, feeling that familiar lightheadedness. Then suddenly he stops.

I turned, wondering why he did that when I met his gaze. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, my heart was pounding. “Yes.”

That single word was all it took. Ramsey captured my lips once more. He spins me forward and settles himself between my legs. I caught sight of his maleness and I tried not to shrek. It looked bigger than the last time.

He strokes himself for a minute, stopping to scoop some wetness from me. After that, he lined himself at my opening, then leaned forward to kiss me again pushing inside of me slowly at the

same time.

“Fuck!” he groans into my mouth the second he slides in. He slid all the way out and slammed. inside of me again with such force that I felt him literally in my womb. I shouted and immediately his eyes flew open.

“Sorry! Did that hurt?” he asked, removing himself from me.

“A bit!” i chuckled “It’s just, you were too fast and…”

“I’m sorry!” he murmured, placing a kiss on my shoulders. “Should I stop?” Then he murmurs. “Please don’t say yes!”

I chuckled again. “No, of course not!”

Then he lays on his back, his hands lazily resting behind his head. “What are you waiting for?” he teases, but the

in his tone only fuels me.

I climb onto him, my knees pressing into the mattress as I take charge. It took me a while to get all of him inside of him but when I did, his hands immediately came around my waist, rocking himself from below. His eyes had darkened, his lips were slightly apart and his teasing had melted into groans.

“No!” a wicked gleam appeared in my eyes. “Don’t touch!” I reached for both of his hands and pulled his hand above his head, pinning him.

“Where did you learn that?” he murmured huskily, taking my nipple that dangled in his face

inside his mouth.

“You talk too much, I replied and started moving up and down him. Suddenly, he flips me over,

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spooning me. He slips inside me again and begins to stroke me. I could feel every rushing sensation as his length throbbed inside me, his fingers rubbed at my nub while he continued to pound me.

I strained my neck as our lips met again. He takes it, biting and tugging at my lips, releasing them to look into my hungry eyes. Perhaps to get me to look into his. Then he buried his face in my neck, murmuring how much he loved me. Stroking and pounding me into craziness, groaning in my ears, lifting his head to look at me, taking my lips in his, moaning in my mouth, getting harder inside me….

He quickened his pace. “Look at me!” he growled hoarsely. “Turn around…”

I turned my whole body, my legs curled against his butt, with him still buried deeply inside me..

“I want to watch you come he growls, rubbing at my swollen nub. His pace was becoming unrhythmic, his breathing filled the room. I could feel the familiar sweetness feeling me up. I threw my head backwards, groaning.

“No!” grabbed the back of my neck, forcing me to look at him. His pupils had gone black… his voice was thicker, almost guttural. I could see his canine, jutting out… “Look at me, Lyla!”

I gazed at him through half–lidded eyelids, every part of my body pulsed with sweetness, and our scents filled the room. Then in the stillness of it all, while I was trying to keep up with him, he growled, pumping deeper…

“Lyla!” he moaned my name as I felt him clench inside me as his hot liquid filled my core. That did it for me, I let myself go.

Just before I went completely over the edge, I heard Nymeris’s voice.

“Mate!”

When it was over, we lay tangled together in the aftermath. I felt a peace I hadn’t known or felt in years. A bell dinged in the far distance, a wake–up call – an alarm for Omegas, to start their

day.

We had spent the entire night, reaching out to each other, over and over again. The sheets under us were thick and gummy with our fluids but we were too tired to change out of it, so we just laid there, still wrapped in each other’s arms.

I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts were all over the place now that reality had set in. I had crossed a line – one I wasn’t sure I could ever come back from.

“Ramsey, I began hesitantly.

He propped himself up on his elbow, looking down at me. “Yes,” he murmured.

I searched his face, trying to find the words. “What happens now?”

His expression softened and he brushed a strand of hair from his face. “Now,” he said, “We focus on being together. There will be lots of chaos, Lyla. I’m not going to lie to you about that and I’ve never told you this before but my grandfather knows that we’re mates and maybe Elder Thorne, Cassidy’s father…”

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“Oh!”

“Nothing to worry about, he leaned back on the mattress, drawing me closer to him. “I will protect you, Lyla. This time around, I am ready.”

“Ready?” I asked. “Ready for what?”