Pulled to the Alpha

10

“Then, I won’t make you wait any longer,” I say as I reach back and unclasp my bra, helping him out. I let it slide down my arms and fall between us.

His big strong hands are on my breasts immediately and he’s in awe as he massages them and runs his thumbs over my hard tingling n*****s.

“You are so f*****g beautiful,” he whispers as he looks at me.

“I was thinking the same thing,” I whisper back as I look at the masculine curve of his jaw. His sexy lips. His fierce hazel eyes. He’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.

His mouth comes down on my breasts—kissing, licking and gently nibbling my n*****s. I slide my fingers into his hair and hold his mouth against me. It feels so good. He’s already making my toes curl against the floor.

I moan when I feel his hands slide over my ass and onto the back of my thighs. He picks me up easily and I grab onto his neck as he carries me, kissing the whole way, into the kitchen.

He drops me onto the granite island and we knock over the bottle of bourbon. It rolls into the sink, but we don’t stop what we’re doing to get it. Who needs alcohol when you have intoxicating kisses like this?

I hear a primal rumbling filling the air between us and at first, I think a wild animal got into the house until I realize it’s his polar bear. The rumbling goes straight to my aching c**t and I moan as my body heats up.

This man is driving me wild. He’s stirring me into a frenzy and I can’t seem to get my body close enough to his.

I gasp into his mouth when I feel how hard his c**k is. It’s pressing against me and trapping my breath in my lungs.

“Oh, f**k,” I moan as he starts kissing my neck with rough kisses. His hot breath is brushing against my skin, teasing me, killing me. All while his hard d**k keeps grazing against my inner thighs. Too many clothes… He grabs my ass and yanks me closer, pressing my spread p***y against his steel c**k as his hand moves back up to my breast.

I wanted to leave a moment ago, but now I want to stay forever. The anticipation of what’s going to happen next wrestles with the incredible sensations in each second that passes. My mind is everywhere. My brain is broken. All I can think about is that throbbing c**k pressed against me.

I want to feel it thrusting deep inside me. I want to feel skin on skin. I want to feel his hot c*m warm me from the inside out.

His big hands drop to my belt and he starts sliding the leather through the buckle. I lean back on the counter, pressing my palms on the cold granite as I watch. My n*****s are rock hard, my breasts so exposed as he takes off my pants.

I’m breathing heavily with impatience, wishing he’d move faster. He’s going as quickly as he can, but I want to feel him on my p***y now.

After my zipper comes down, he yanks my pants off my legs and chucks them across the kitchen. His hands are back on my wet panties before my pants even hit the ground.

“Oh, Blake,” I moan as I spread my legs apart. I’m so f*****g wet.

His eyes are full of lust as he looks at the wet spot on my mound. His breathing picks up—those sexy broad shoulders moving up and down with every heavy breath. Heat is running through my veins, overheating me as I watch him grab my panties and then yank.

I whimper as they tear and he’s ruthless as he pulls them down my trembling legs. The realization that I’m naked in front of a man for the first time ever crosses my mind as he pulls my panties past my feet and then stuffs them into his pocket.

I feel warm juice leaking out of my p***y and onto the bottom of my ass as he stares at it.

“You’re so wet,” he groans as he runs a hand down his face, staring between my legs in disbelief. “I bet you taste as sweet as you look.”

He leans down to find out and I suck in a breath as my p***y contracts. His mouth hits my p***y and I nearly faint it feels so good. My legs spread further, I lean back, and I moan hard as I watch his head between my legs slowly rolling up and down.

His hot tongue glides through my tingling folds as he gives me long slow licks.

“Tastes even sweeter,” he grunts as he starts playing with my c**t. His hand joins the party and he’s got me whimpering and crying out as he slides a finger into my virgin hole.

I’m trembling all over as the heat intensifies within. Every second that his mouth is down there, is a second I’m getting closer to cumming. I can already feel it building.

“This p***y was worth waiting for,” he growls as he slides his finger out of my hole. “Taste how good my mate’s cunt is.”

His finger is coated in wetness. He brings it to my mouth and I grab his wrist and suck his finger clean. “Mmmmmmm,” I moan as I taste what he’s tasting. I love that it’s driving him crazy.

The sexy heated look he gives me as he watches me suck his finger makes my p***y clench with need. He dips back down and starts devouring me until I’m screaming out and the orgasm is rushing forward, consuming everything in its path.

It hits and I fall into the abyss…

Drowning…

And loving every second of it…