Alpha Rafael: Chasing My Ex-wife

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LILA POV

Rafael didn't spare me a minute to breathe after I had his hot shot of sperm down my throat.

"Spread those legs," his voice commanded, not as a warning, but as an order, his Alpha tone unmistakable. My mother, still tied to a chair, stared at us, her eyes wide.

This wasn't a dream; this was happening for real.

My breath hitched. I should fight him, I knew I should, but I couldn't. Not with this big, bad Alpha hovering over me.

My legs trembled, wide open, anticipating the inevitable. I wasn't a virgin, but this... this was different. Being taken against my will, with my mother watching? Wasn't s*x supposed to be private?

My heart pounded, a frantic drumbeat against my ribs.

"This is so f*****g perfect," he groaned, as the tip of his c**k brushed against my entrance, teasing me.

I whimpered. Was I really doing this? Aching for him to be inside me, even with my mother's horrified gaze upon us?

How slutty could I be?

He grabbed my hair, pulling me forward. I moaned as he positioned himself, his length hovering at the entrance to my p***y.

His hand slapped my butt, igniting a spark of arousal within me. I moaned again, the sound echoing in the room, reaching my mother's ears.

I wanted to beg him to stop teasing me, to bury himself inside me and f**k me until I could barely walk.

Oh, f**k! Somewhere deep down, I enjoyed this, didn't I?

"Tell him to stop," Lora begged, her voice barely a whisper. I could swear she was struggling to contain herself too.

He thrust inside me, his length plunging deep. I screamed, a raw, animalistic sound.

No, I roared, the word tearing from my throat.

I watched my mother, her eyes squeezed shut as she averted her gaze.

Tell me he isn't a monster, and I'll tell you how pleasurable he finds f*****g me in front of my mother.

I couldn't believe what was happening. My heart was racing as I was being taken against my will, with my mother watching in horror. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn't fight him off. My body responded to him despite my better judgement.

''This is so wrong,'' I whispered, my voice filled with fear and shame, and oh lust? Want?

This was one of the wrongful crime ever, but deep down, my p***y is aching? Aching for him to f**k me faster. To grab me by my hair and make me scream out his name?

How wrong can this be?

My mom's mind link me begging me to tell him to stop, but I was too afraid. He thrust inside me, his length plunging deep. I cried out in pain and shock.

Or maybe I wasn't afraid, because my needs are being satisfied, but not in the way I want.

"You're pretty wet for me, little kitten. Pretty taking me..." His voice is like a moan, and the word little kitten o my made my p***y swims more water with his c**k filling me in and out.

Oh f**k it. If I don't say this... I bit my lips. Shitting my eyes close, the pleasure hitting me.

Fuck this... "Please Alpha Rafael, f**k me faster," I said the words. I said the words? I'm begging him to f**k me in the presence of my mother, to f**k me harder.

I could barely meet with my mother's gaze because I know the disappointment that would be etched on her face. Not like I care, she did the worse by getting us entagled in this mess at first.

"That's it, girl, that's it. Did you hear her, Linda? She's f*****g begging me to f**k her faster. Did you hear her... Arghhh. Her p***y is wet, wet, and it's milking my d**k in the most... Arghhh" with his hips snapping into mine, he grabbed a fistful of my hair and plunge me backwards. And I moan out.

"Say it again, Kitten," he's making me beg, and what? Say dirty words to my mother hearing.

"The rules, Kitten. Don't make me repeat myself," this time it was an order. A freaking order.

"Please f**k me harder," I said the words, not because I'm being forced to, but because I want him to f**k me like a wild cat. I want him to take me like the monster he was. I want to feel the speed of his thick fat c**k.

He chuckled, "You hear that?" I'm ashamed of the fact I was disappointing her. I could tell how less of herself she would be feeling now.

And that was what it took to make him lose control, with his hold on my hair, he plunged into me f*****g my p***y like the monstsr i said he was.

His pace? God mode.

I could barely catch my breathe as he f****d me hard and fast. My moans filled the air, begging for him to continue.

I was in a different cloud, different world. Maybe cloud nine, but he took me to another dimension.

His strokes are nothing but rough, my legs were shaking, but his hips are there to make me steady as he moves kn and out of me.

He pulled me forward, releasing my hair as he changed his position, lifting me into the air. My eyes quickly flicked toward my mom, only to find that she had fainted. All I could see was...

Stars? I didn't care about the fact that mom had fainted, all I wanted was for him to finish what he started. To make me c*m.

My legs were quivering, shaking helplessly.

His thrust are wild, and not do once did I hear him moan.

My p***y exploded around him, soaking him, as he filled me, just how I wanted it.

He settled me back on the table, his breath rasps, his thrust increases, I could tell that he was close. And I wasn't far fetched.

"f**k!" I moaned out, my orgasm building inside of me, and he was just hitting the right spot.

But just when I want to shatter, he pulled out of me, his c*m spilling on the floor.

I stared at him, my gaze lust filled, wants and hunger still present in them. I needed him to make me c*m.

But instead, the cold look, the hatred that was once present in his eyes had returned, and he stared at me indifferently like I wasn't the woman he had just plunged.

Like he didn't feel what I felt. Maybe he didn't.

"Please make me c*m," I say the stupid words I had in my head.

He chuckled, his face darken as they stared at me with hatred.

"This isn't s*x, Little Kitten. This is paying your dues."