The Feral Alpha's Captive-Chapter 93: Dripping

🦋ALTHEA

The air in the room didn’t just feel hot anymore—it felt pressurized, like a storm cell about to burst. My own words, spoken in a moment of bravado I no longer recognized, now acted as a tether Thorne was using to reel me in.

​"Tongue," I echoed, the word barely a puff of air. The "Althea" who had demanded that was a stranger; the Althea sitting here now was a raw nerve, a creature of pulsing heat and desperate, clenching voids.

​Thorne didn’t wait for a second invitation.

​He moved with the predatory grace of the wolf, crowding into my space until the tray of food was forgotten, shoved aside as he leaned over me. One hand remained locked around my wrist, pinning it to the mattress, while the other slid up my neck, his thumb hooking under my jaw to tilt my face up.

My body rioted against my mind—logic seemed to falter in the face of my smoldering want.

Zyra’s silence felt ominous, like she was watching, like I knew she was. Her hunger fed into me until the fullness grew overwhelming, my trembling hand reached within the breath of space between us—to push him away.

I needed air, i wanted to breath and to remember what the hell I was the doing, the consequences—

"Damn the consequences," Zyra did not growl, or snarl. No, the harshness would have snapped me out of my daze. She purred.

Horror flooded me when my hand did not press his broad muscled chest to offer some space. My mutinous fingers wrapped around his collar, yanking him closer with a daring pull.

There was no shock at my action, his smirk sharpened to a sinister curve. Permission granted.

His mouth crashed into mine like a dam breaking, unleashing raw hunger in a devouring press. Thorne’s lips were rough, demanding, tasting of salt and fury. He claimed me without mercy, tongue thrusting past my lips with hot force, pinning my wrist deeper into the mattress.

I gasped into him, the sound swallowed by wet heat. My body arched, fire pooling low, thighs clenching with aching need. Zyra’s purr urged me on, flushing my skin hotter. My hand fisted his collar, yanking him closer, nails digging in.

Thorne groaned, guttural and raw, trembling as his tongue stroked mine—savoring then frantic, like a starved man devouring. His desperation quaked through him, muscles coiled, breath harsh pants between clashes. His cock strained hard against my hip, thick and rigid, grinding with every shift, sparking up my spine, making my pussy throb slick and hot.

He broke for a fraction, forehead to mine, eyes wild, pupils blown. "Althea," he rasped, voice cracked, thumb smearing wetness on my lip. Jaw clenched, sweat beading, his restraint fractured—he wanted to fuck me deep, lose himself, but held back, grip tightening.

I rose, biting his lip hard, drawing blood. My tongue delved, teasing, challenging. He growled, hardness twitching. That cracked him—hand sliding to my hip, pulling me flush, every inch of his arousal searing through clothes.

The kiss turned sloppy, urgent—lips sliding, tongues tangling messy. Saliva trailed, but we devoured; his desperation fueled mine, head spinning, whimpers swallowed. Zyra amplified it, my body molding to his, drawing his unraveling with every grind against his throbbing length.

He lost it—kisses erratic, nips to sucks bruising my neck, hand cupping my breast, thumb circling my hardened nipple with pressure. "Fuck," he muttered, cock jerking. desire warred with restraint, holding us on the edge, room thick with arousal.

"Thorne..." I moaned, arching his name on my tongue, a demand wrapped in a plea.

Thorne’s control splintered further, his mouth dragging down my jaw in a trail of hot, open-mouthed bites. He nipped at my collarbone, teeth grazing skin hard enough to sting, before his fingers hooked into the neckline of my shirt.

With a savage yank, fabric tore—ripping open to expose my chest to the cool air, my breasts heaving with each ragged breath. The sound of splitting threads echoed like a promise, his eyes darkening as they fixed on my hardened nipples, peaked and begging.

He dove in without pause, lips latching onto one aching peak, sucking hard. His tongue swirled rough circles around the sensitive bud, teeth scraping just enough to send jolts straight to my core.

I cried out, back bowing off the mattress, the pull of his mouth a vacuum that drew fire from every nerve. Zyra’s purr vibrated through me, amplifying the wet suction, making my skin prickle with electric need.

His free hand roamed lower, shoving aside the waistband of my pants in one forceful shove. Fingers plunged between my thighs, finding my slick folds drenched and swollen.

He growled against my breast, the vibration rumbling deep as he stroked through the wetness, parting my pussy lips with a single, thick digit. "Fuck, Althea," he snarled, voice muffled against my skin, "I’m going to lose it. Your scent... gods, it’s everywhere, driving me insane."

He pressed two fingers inside me then, curling them deep, thrusting with deliberate pumps that stretched and filled. My walls clenched around him, slick sounds filling the room as he worked me open. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

His thumb found my clit, circling the throbbing nub with firm, insistent pressure—rubbing side to side, then pinching lightly, sparks exploding behind my eyes.

Heat branded me from the inside out, pleasure searing like a hot iron, coiling tight in my belly.

Embarrassment flooded my cheeks—my body betraying me so completely, soaked and pulsing for him—but it only sharpened the edge, making every slide of his fingers hit harder.

"You’re dripping, Thea," he rasped, lifting his head just enough to meet my gaze, eyes feral with lust. "Did you get this soaked thinking of my cock? Imagining it buried in you?"

I whimpered, hips bucking into his hand, chasing the building wave. His mouth returned to my breast, sucking harder, tongue lashing as his fingers fucked deeper, thumb grinding my clit without mercy.

The room spun, my mind fracturing under the onslaught—shame twisting into raw, unfiltered want, Zyra’s encouragement a silken thread pulling me under.