Wrong Bride, Wrong Mate

Chapter 21: The Alpha's Heat

Lucia's pov

He took the glass of water from the table slowly and gulped down the drink into his throat. The movement of the drink down his throat creates a sparkle within me.

He was breathtakingly sexy. His slender body from his chest region down to his legs. I looked at it, in awe of his body built.

It was too striking and loving to behold. He dropped the cup and channeled his deadly eyes in my direction. I gasped.

He made a smirk and walked towards me, "Get ready!" He spat.

I was already ready. My eyes were focused on his cocok, his stick. The way it bounced as he moved closer to me. It bounced hungrily, it was pointed, straight, and long.

I can't wait to put it into my mouth and have a taste of its milk. My stomach would get full by it probably.

I might keep without eating tonight so far as the juices from this c**k would get into my stomach, then I will be fine.

My eyes were still focused on it. I licked my lips again and him seeing my reaction, made him chuckle silently till he got to me.

"Pussycat, how urgently do you need me?" He thundered, his voice sending ripples down my skin

"I need to know Alpha. I need you in me." I cried, sitting up, I raised my face to look up to him, my eyes teary and hungry looking.

I didn't know why I was so wild with him. All these things I am saying right now, on a normal day, I cannot say them to anyone, even to myself.

Why am I feeling this way around him?

He yanks up my chin with his rough hand,

"I will give you the exact thing you need, trust me." He said with an evil grin.

Then, he dropped my chin and held his c**k up, swinging it to my face.

I tried opening my mouth for him to shove it but he didn't. he was busy playing with it on my face, rubbing the red tip around my forehead down my cheeks.

Although I was enjoying it my body was burning deep down. I want him to consume me. I want him to overtake me. To fill me up.

My throat had been dry for days, wanting his milk to soothe it. My voice also had cracked from screaming, now I want his milk to repair it.

If only I could taste it, swallow it, and digest it, I would become well again.

"I would do some counts on you now. What I want you to do is to suck on this, even if you are passing out, do not stop ok?" He said blatantly.

I am confused. I was. What does he want me to suck on? I looked at him, blinking my eyes. My eyebrows creased further.

What do you want me to do? Suck on what? I am confused.

"Have you forgotten your favorite stick?" He asked me.

Hmm. Favorite stick? My eyes quickly raced to the one thing standing erect closer to me. Red-capped at the tips, long and slender body scattered with thick green veins all over, resting on a hairy surface.

Immediately, I smiled and chuckled, looking up to him again.

"Yes, Daddy. I'm in."

He made another grin. "That's my girl. So, pick it up."

I leaned in, taking the c**k in my hands, holding it firmly, and shoving it into my throat.

"Hmmm. That's cool." He said, his words laced with deep moans in it.

"I will count to ten. While I am counting, your mouth should hold it, sucking every f*****g juice coming out from it. Ok?"

I nodded. My tongue licked the tip of it.

"One"

I quickly pushed it into my throat, deep, deep, deep down. It got to my esophagus, yes.

I can feel my eyes getting red and tears dripping from it. This was exactly what I wanted. This was it.

Once I got to the end of it, I close my mouth and started sucking.

"Two."

It was tangling inside my throat, my juice started building up around it. My red eyes had already become white. That initially was the first response to a big fat c**k.

I was holding on, sucking on it. My eyes rolled to the back as I turned it to him. And his breath increases.

"Three"

I could feel some drool start escaping from my mouth, my breath started becoming stressed and fast. I did not want to seize it now, I needed to still hold on.

"Four"

The drool escaping from my mouth had already created an oool of water on the ground, his eyes were already closing, and he quickly transferred his hand to my hand, holding it tightly and firmly on his clock.

"Oh s**t!!! f**k. Five!!!" He groaned loudly.

He transferred his hand to his head, clenching and hitting it hard, like someone who had taken in a lot of drugs and wanted to clear it off his system. Maybe s*x was Delano's only therapy.

I was happy that a mighty man like Delano could lose his sanity from just my mouth's effect on it. His hand comes over to my head again, this time struggling with it.

"Six!"

I was slowly dying. My breath wasn't taking me any longer, but I still hold on to his c**k in my mouth. I want to see him c*m inside of me.

Thinking that tears wouldn't come to my eyes after the first thrust in my mouth but this time, hot tears rushed down profusely on my chest. His hand on my hair wasn't letting go. He was thrashing it around on the c**k like a child throwing tantrums.

I close my eyes, my mouth still on his c**k, sucking and drooling simultaneously. What was wrong with me?

"Lucia!!! Seven!" He groaned loudly, his eyes going to the back of his head.