75 **Going Down

"Will you submit to your Alpha?" he asked throatily, blowing hot air against the wet shell of my ear until I couldn't help the slight whine that came from the back of my throat.

At the husky and sultry tone of voice, my body melted into a puddle.

"Will you submit to your Alpha Female?" I asked back instead of answering him.

I always verbal vomit whenever I am nervous.

He chuckled and his eyes twinkled brightly, "Of course."

There was no hesitation in his words, and I knew that he meant it.

My stomach clenched in anticipation and my teeth bit into my bottom lip as I started to overthink again instead of just going with what my heart wanted.

To hell with it.

I wanted Eros so I am going to have him.

Before I lost all nerve, I nervously cleared my throat and said, "Well then, yes."

I think I managed to make the romantic atmosphere disappear again with my awkward disposition.

Eros' beautiful blue eyes are looking straight into my own, and it felt like he was looking straight into my soul to see the true answer without any coy pretenses.

"God, Emira. You make me crazy," he breathed out in relief after finding truth in my words.

His warm puffs of air brushed against my hot cheeks, and I noticed that his breathing was becoming harsher with every inhale and exhale.

Then, Eros is kissing me with such devotion that it makes my heart beat erratically in my chest, drumming frantically in a tandem of rhythm.

I felt my lungs give from lack of air before Eros finally decided to pull back to let me breathe.

"Yea, well, you do the same to me," I reply back, panting heavily with a goofy grin imprinted on my lips when I finally managed to break free from his mouth.

He chuckles bemusedly at my response and leans in to kiss my neck in worship, biting and nipping the flesh.

Just when I thought that he would really mark me, he doesn't.

Instead, he moves downwards, lathering warm wet kisses across my collarbone.

His big hands knead my breasts and his thumbs rubbed across my hard nipple.

I moaned weakly in response.

The sensations were terrifyingly pleasurable.

If things continue like this, I was scared that I would never find my way back out.

Eros' mouth kisses around my breasts thoroughly, sucking against the delicate flesh until I could feel his tongue circle the hardened nipple.

When his hot mouth closes around the sensitive flesh, I could hear my sharp intake of air.

And a gasping strangled cry leaves my throat at the sensations that he evokes in me.

His sharp teeth bit down before his warm tongue would smooth over it only to start the entire process again.

After a long while, he switches to the next nipple.

His mouth quickly mapped across by breast, and his fingers plucked and pinched the wet nipple he had left.

Urgently, I rubbed my thighs together, trying to relieve the aching pressure.

With trembling hands, I try to cover my lips to stop the strangely erotic moans from leaving my throat, but it was almost impossible to stop these natural responses.

Eros kissed the underside of my breasts and moved southwards, licking and leaving butterfly kisses down my stomach at a rather slow and erotic pace that causes me to writhe uncontrollably underneath him.

He easily unties the bathrobe and the fabric was thoroughly disposed of somewhere far from us in his rush to get it off.

Suddenly, a thought makes way into my currently dysfunctional mind.

He's not going to lick down there, is he?

My eyes bulged at the thought.

Eros' tongue circles my belly button and teases the dip.

His hands grab a hold of my thighs, pulling my legs apart into an exposing and embarrassing position.

I try to close my legs, but he had already wedged his body in between them.

Instead, my thighs tightly clamped around his midsection.

Eros leaned forward, and his warm breath ghosted across my extremely sensitive lower lips.

All the hairs on my body immediately stood on end.

"Ah...D-don't," I whimpered out, covering my face with my hands to stop myself from watching him go down on me.

Oh shit.