Chapter 9

Morgan

I'm married.

It feels surreal as I follow Alec up the porch steps.

"Oh, hold on," he says as he unlocks the front door. I frown, wondering what's going on when all of a sudden, he bends down and scoops me up into his arms.

I gasp, and he grins as he carries me over the threshold and into the house.

"Welcome home, Mrs. Warren."

Home. That's exactly what this place has always felt like.

My mind races as he carries me upstairs and into the bedroom. I suppose that now it's our bedroom.

He sets me down on my feet next to the bed frame, and I take a moment to look around. The space is sparsely furnished with just a bed, dresser, and two end tables. A door to the left leads to the ensuite and a door on the right leads to a closet with just a few coats and sweaters hanging up.

"You can decorate it any way that you want to," Alec says, and I smile.

"Are you sure?" I ask with a wicked smirk, and he grins.

"Yep. Go crazy. Do the whole house. I want you to love it here."

We smile at each other for a moment and I can feel it again, the connection between us. That mating heat that he mentioned is coming back, and it's not even nighttime yet.

"Alec," I whisper, and he swallows hard, his smile fading.

"Mate. We don't have to. We can wait until you're ready."

"I am ready," I promise him.

"It could just be the mating heat."

"It's not. I've been attracted to you from the moment you saved me from my disastrous first attempt at skiing."

"I still owe you lessons."

"You do, but I don't want to talk about that right now."

"What do you want right now?" He asks gruffly.

"You," I whisper, stepping closer and wrapping my arms around his waist.

Alec hesitates but then I feel his big mitt of a hand on the back of my head. He smooths down my hair, gently rubbing the back of my neck as he holds me against him.

"Morgan."

"I'm sure," I assure him.

Then I lean up on my tiptoes and seal my lips over his. Alec makes a rough sound and goes to battle with my mouth. His lips angle against mine, claiming me, marking me, and I moan, letting him have access to all of me.

Pleasure slides into my belly, sticky and hot, as Alec grinds me against the wall next to the bed. He starts to explore my body and I arch against him. It feels like his hands are everywhere. On my ass, in my hair, molding my curves. He's all around me and I love it.

I get lost in him, in the feel of his lips against mine, his tongue tangling with mine, his hands running all over me. It's like he's trying to absorb me, to make us one. I want that too.

He growls and the sound is deeper. I can't help but wonder if that was his bear.

I rock my hips against him, needing more pressure, and Alec moans against my mouth. His fingers dig into my hips hard enough to leave bruises. But I don't care. I want to be marked by him. He cups my ass, holding me to him as he grinds against me.

Alec rips his mouth away from mine, seeming to be annoyed that he's not still kissing me. Before I can ask him what he's doing or beg him to put his mouth back on me, he's reaching for the hem of my sweater and pulling it over my head.

I had planned on getting married in a dress, but I didn't want to tip off my parents so I'm in a wool sweater and a pair of jeans. Not exactly fancy, but Alec doesn't seem to be complaining.

"I like your suit," I pant as he undresses me. "I forgot to tell you earlier."

"I like your outfit too. I think I'm going to love you naked a whole lot more."

He's got my jeans tugged down and my bra and panties off in record time, and then he's pushing me back until I'm spread out on the bed. I watch in awe as he tugs his own clothes off.

He's built like a tank, and my eyes rake over his wide chest, following the smattering of chest hair down to where his thick cock is pointing straight at me. His legs are like tree trunks, and I swallow hard, wondering how I'm going to take all of him.

As he stands before me, I can see him as a Marine. He's so strong and he looks like a warrior standing over me. He stares down at me like I'm some kind of prize, and I blush.

His eyes heat as he takes me in. I'm on full display to him lying like this, and I feel self-conscious until I notice how he's looking at me. It's like he's a starving man and I'm a freaking steak dinner. He looks like he wants to eat me up, and I want to let him.

"I'm yours… mate," I say, testing out the word.

"Fuck, you have no idea what hearing you say that does to me."

"Show me," I say, my voice husky.

He nods, seeming to come to some decision, and then he's taking over.

He steps toward the bed, grabbing one of my ankles and pulling my legs wide apart. His gaze falls to the juncture between my thighs, and when he licks his lips, I panic and melt, all at the same time.

"I'm a virgin," I blurt out, and Alec closes his eyes like he's in pain.

Is he going to change his mind?

"Fuck, Morgan. I'm going to make you scream my name. My cock will be the only one you ever know," he growls as he grabs my ankles and tugs me to the edge of the bed.

I fall back, bouncing on the mattress slightly as he settles between my legs.

"I'll get to those beautiful tits in a minute, but I can't wait any longer to taste this sweet pussy. I've been dreaming about it for days."

"Really?" I breathe in wonder.

"Oh yeah," he says darkly, and then his breath fans over my slick folds, and I bite my lip, trying to hold in my moan.

It's no use. As soon as his tongue licks up my center, I lose my mind.

I call out his name, my heels digging into his shoulders and my fingers tangling in his hair as he licks me completely and thoroughly to one orgasm and then another. I'm hoarse and shaking as Alec gives me one last lick and looks up my body to my face.

I try to memorize the sight of him between my thighs, my legs draped over his wide shoulders; my body flushed with arousal.

As I watch, he licks his lips, and the desire that I see in his eyes has another baby orgasm rolling through me.

God, I love this man.

He starts to kiss his way up my body as I lie there trying to catch my breath. His journey takes him over my rounded stomach and higher until he's reached my breasts. His big hands squeeze them gently, plumping them up as he leans over me and starts to lap at the stiff peaks.

"Alec!" I groan, my eyes falling closed as pleasure rolls through me.

"I told you I'd get to these pretty tits," he growls against my skin, and I moan again at his words.

He squeezes the soft mounds slightly, holding them in place as he licks and sucks my nipples. My large curves fit perfectly in his hands, and I swear it's like another sign that we really are made for each other.

With each lick, suck, and flick, an answering reaction goes off between my legs. By the time Alec releases my breasts, I'm a writhing, panting mess.

"Alec, I need you," I plead, and he nods, the hunger in his eyes visible, even in the dim lighting.

The sun is starting to set as he looms over me. He kisses me once more, slowly, as he kneels between my legs and fists his cock, stroking it once, twice, teasing me and turning me on all at once.

"Alec," I plead, desperate for him.

"What do you need?" He growls, and for some reason, the words that come out of my mouth are something I never expected.

"Bite me."

I'm not sure why I said it, but it feels so right.

"Once I do, I'll have claimed you and tied us together forever," he says against my skin and I nod.

I want that. I want him.

"Do it," I order.

He growls, his eyes seeming to glow as he leans down and licks a trail down my neck. I can feel his cock at my opening, and I try to move, to take him inside of me.

"This might sting at first, but then it's going to feel really good. It's going to bind us together."

I nod, and then he's biting me and claiming me as his. Just like he says, the sting of the bite fades quickly and melts into pure pleasure.

"Alec," I moan, my eyes drifting shut for a moment.

When he licks over the bite mark, I blink them open. He meets my eyes, leaning forward and guiding the tip of his dick to my slick opening. My back arches as he starts to push in, and he hisses. I know that he's reached my virginity, and I look up at him, showing him how much I trust him, how much I want him.

"Make me yours. All of yours."

He nods and then he's pushing forward. He thrusts into me fully, and I suck in a breath. The sting of pain isn't as bad as I thought it would be, and it's over in a few seconds, especially when Alec licks the bite mark again. A burst of pleasure bursts through me and I gasp. Alec is fully seated inside of me now and I take a deep breath. There's no pain, just a feeling of fullness now.

I rock my hips against his, trying to test out the feeling more, and Alec bites out a curse, burying his face in my neck.

"Easy, Morgan," he breathes, but I can't stop.

"Move, please," I beg, and he groans but gives me what I want.

His pace is slow at first, letting me get used to him moving inside of me. Every part of me tingles and I close my eyes, trying to embrace the feelings fully.

"Eyes on me," he orders, and I blink them open, watching his face as he braces himself on his hands and starts to fuck me harder.

I wrap my legs around his waist, gasping and then moaning as he hits a special spot deep inside of me.

"That's it," Alec says, grabbing one of my thighs and holding me in place as his pace picks up more and he starts to pound into me.

My orgasm comes out of nowhere, hitting me hard and fast. I moan as it slams into me like a crescendo, echoing throughout like a wave lapping out to my entire body.

"Alec, Alec, Alec," I chant as my fingernails dig into his shoulders.

"Morgan, fuck!" he moans, and I feel his warmth spread inside of me.

He holds himself above me, and our gazes clash, staying on each other as we come down from our collective high.

"Is that how you thought it would be?" I ask him as he nuzzles my neck.

"It was so much better than I could ever imagine."

He kisses up my neck, and I relax into the mattress. It's crazy, but even after all of the orgasms that I just had, I'm still so turned on.

"When can we do that again?" I whisper in his ear and I feel him grin against my skin.

"How about now?" He whispers seductively.

I don't bother answering him. I just turn my head and kiss him. He seems to get the message, and soon, I'm moaning and screaming his name all over again.