My Runaway Mate

Wild night 2

Adrianna POV

I let my hand brush over his bulge, and I liked how his lips were slightly parted and his cheeks were rosy. I was just as much in his thrall as he was in mine. I hadn't had this kind of power in years, and I would be damned if I lost the chance to feel what it gave me.

"Come with me," he said, pulling away and taking my hand as he led us through the crowd.

For a moment, I thought about how many girls he had to charm to get through the club so easily, but then I remembered that I didn't care. I would never see him again after tonight.

We got to a door that said "personnel only." I looked him in the eye and asked.

"I know someone here," he said, shaking his head. The sound of his voice was all I needed to hear as he unlocked the door and pushed me into a lounge. The door shut behind us with a bang, and the music turned into a low hum. I looked at the red leather couches and red velvet walls. There was a big stage in the back of the room with a pole in the middle. The lights were a dimmed magenta that stood out against the red in the room.

I turned around to look at him. As Cairo watched me, his eyes were hungry as he saw me take everything in. He took a step forward, and the breath in my throat and any doubt I had disappeared.

As he dipped his head and tasted my lips again, this time more slowly, as if he were taking his time to get to know my body, the warm surface of his palm glided over my neck.

I didn't want time. I wanted it right away.

"Please," all I could do was beg while he hit me in the neck. As his fingers expertly slid the straps of my dress down my arms, I let out a low moan.

He groaned and said, "Sssh... Patience," when he saw my bare chest. My breasts felt heavy and swollen because I was excited. The humid air in the room felt strange against my protruding n*****s.

I panted as he looked down at my chest, and when he pulled down the rest of my dress, I couldn't help but feel happy about the heat that was still in his silver eyes.

Cairo got down on one knee and pulled my feet, which were in heels, out of my dress. His warm, rough fingers slid up the length of my pale legs. A drop of water ran down my right leg.

I watched the man in front of me through my lashes. I saw his tongue dart out to taste the moisture that was running down my leg, and I couldn't help but groan.

He swore and stood up quickly.

He had me pressed against a wall with my right leg over his shoulder while he knelt in front of me. I couldn't think straight. The velvet made his force less painful. "What are you up to?" I panted as I ran my fingers through the soft strands of his dark hair.

His eyes met mine. "I'm going to f**k you with my mouth, and I won't stop until I have your juices dripping down my throat."

I swore as his breath tickled my clit. I was excited as he slowly ran his tongue down my slit.

Another moan came out of my throat, this time so full of need and desperation that I thought I would explode if I had to wait any longer. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly.

Cairo's tongue was on me. As he slowly sucked on the bundle of nerves, my body went into spasms of pleasure. I could feel him groaning against my core as I dripped onto the floor and my stomach tightened over and over again.

He worked on me with his mouth open, tasting me like a treat he hadn't had in years. I could feel his grip on my hair getting tighter as he scraped his teeth against my nerves. My pants and moans filled the air around us. I couldn't believe it; every nerve ending in my body buzzed with the excitement and energy he brought out in me.

Light danced in front of me, and the room spun as a wave in my legs pushed up my thighs and into my stomach. When his tongue pushed harder against me, I felt like I was on the edge of the roller coaster and lost control. I fell over with a loud scream, and my stomach tightened over and over again as I had the best orgasm of my life.

He stood up so quickly that I didn't have time to recover. He then turned me around so that my chest was against the wall. I forced air into my lungs. The sound of a zipper being undone broke the silence, and I wet my lips.

Cairo's fingers were light on my already burning skin as he slid his hand over my ass. His breath fanned my hair, and the length of his p***s rubbed against my butt. He whispered, "I have a favor to ask," and then he nipped my earlobe while he rocked his hips against my ass.

"Yes, yes, anything," I moaned, and at that point, I knew I would do anything to get rid of the tight pain in my stomach. No matter what the cost or how embarrassing it would be, I really wanted to feel him inside of me.

A low chuckle came out of his mouth. It shook my chest and back, teasing me with a promise of something I couldn't quite put my finger on. "I want to hear my name while I take you."

There was a noise like ripping foil after he said that. But before I could say yes, he grabbed my long hair and pushed himself inside of me.

My mouth opened in a silent moan, and his groan made me feel even more alive as he stretched me in a way I had never been stretched before. His hardness was so big that I thought for the first time in my life that s*x alone would make me orgasm.

He pulled my hair back and kissed the side of my face softly. As he pulled out, I felt my core tighten. Then he slammed back in. All I could do was groan.

He said, "Remember, moan my name," and his voice was breathless.

"Yes, yes, yes," I moaned, my body already tense with the need to let go as he held my chin and made me look him in the eye. I felt naked in a way that went beyond my skin, and for a moment, my heart raced with fear. But when he pushed himself deeper into me, I forgot all my worries.

Cairo was a steel sculpture. He hit me against the wall with such force that the building shook. With every thrust, his c**k stretched me out, and every groan he made made me drip onto the floor between our legs.

When I said his name, he spanked my ass, and the familiar burning of an orgasm rushed through my legs and into my stomach.

"God yes," I moaned as he pulled my hair back so hard that my neck bent.

Cairo breathed heavily as he sped up. "Say my name."

I yelled, "Cairo!" when his other hand reached for my pebbled n*****s.

"Again," he moaned.

"Cairo," my p***y convulsed as the pressure eased and the pleasure built up all over my body. My moans filled the room and made this man thrust harder.

I half-cried when he pulled out of me hard and turned me around. We looked at each other for a moment before he stabbed me again, and this time our breaths mixed as he pushed into me.

I didn't think I could take it anymore, not when all I could feel was the heat in my blood.

"Please," I begged as he sucked on my neck. "Please."

I was out of breath because I needed something that I didn't think anyone else could help with.

My nails hurt his back.

Cairo thrust three more times before letting out a long groan. He pulled my butt down more on his c**k as he came into the condom. I could feel his teeth scrape against my neck for a moment, and the sharp, painful sting as he dragged them down my neck before he pulled away, almost against his will. His eyes turned red, and the hair on my neck stood up.

The knock on the door made me pay attention.

"Alpha, we have a problem with one of the rooms," the man behind the door knocked again.

"Alpha?" I gasped.