MY ALPHA FATHER'S BEST FRIEND 15
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MAYA
His mouth moves lower, kissing across my collarbone, down to my breasts. He takes one n****e into his mouth and sucks, hard enough to make me gasp.
“Damon!”
“That’s it, little wolf. Let me hear you.”
He lavishes attention on my breasts, sucking and licking and biting gently until I’m writhing underneath him. Then he moves lower, kissing down my stomach, my hips, my thighs.
“Spread your legs for me,” he growls. “Let me see all of you.”
I obey, opening myself to him completely.
He groans, deep and rough. “f*****g beautiful. And all mine.”
Then his mouth is on me and I’m gone.
His tongue slides through my folds, licking and sucking, finding every sensitive spot. He focuses on my c**t, circling it with the tip of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth.
I’m already close, wound so tight from days of anticipation.
“Damon, please…”
He slides two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that spot that makes me see stars. Combined with his mouth on my c**t, it’s too much.
I come with a cry, my whole body shaking. He works me through it, his fingers and tongue gentling as the waves of pleasure wash over me.
When I can breathe again, I look down to find him watching me with pure satisfaction on his face.
“One,” he says, grinning. “Let’s see how many more I can give you.”
“Damon, I want…I need you inside me.”
“Soon. But I need to prepare you first. You’re so tight, little wolf. I don’t want to hurt you.”
He adds a third finger, stretching me carefully while his thumb circles my c**t. It’s intense, bordering on too much, but then pleasure starts building again.
“That’s it,” he encourages. “Take my fingers. Get used to the stretch.”
He pumps them in and out, curling them on every stroke, and I can feel another orgasm building.
“Come for me again. Show me how much you want it.”
The second orgasm hits even harder than the first. I’m gasping his name, my p***y clenching around his fingers, wetness coating his hand.
“Perfect,” he groans. “So f*****g perfect.”
He withdraws his fingers and moves back up my body, settling between my legs. I can feel the thick head of his c**k pressing against my entrance.
“Look at me,” he commands. “I want to see your eyes when I claim you.”
I lock eyes with him, brown meeting gold.
“This is going to hurt at first,” he warns. “But I promise it’ll get better. Tell me if you need me to stop.”
“Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
He pushes forward slowly, carefully. The stretch is immediate and intense. I gasp as the head of his c**k breaches me, my body struggling to accommodate his size.
“Breathe, little wolf. Relax for me.”
I try to relax, try to let my body adjust. He’s so big, so thick. It burns, but not in a bad way. Just… intense.
He pushes in another inch, and I whimper.
“I know, baby. I know. You’re doing so good.” He kisses me softly. “Just a little more.”
He slides in deeper, and suddenly there’s a sharp pain that makes me cry out.
He freezes immediately. “Maya?”
“It’s okay,” I gasp. “Keep going. Please.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. I want all of you.”
He kisses me deeply and pushes forward in one smooth thrust, seating himself fully inside me.
We both groan.
“f**k,” he breathes. “You feel incredible. So tight. So sweet.”
The pain is already fading, replaced by a feeling of fullness. Of completion.
“Move,” I whisper. “Please move.”
He pulls out slowly, then pushes back in. Gentle. Careful.
“More,” I demand. “I won’t break.”
A growl rumbles in his chest. “Hold on, little wolf.”
Then he’s moving for real, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in. Setting a rhythm that has me gasping and moaning.
“Yes! God, yes, Damon!”
“That’s it. Take it. Take all of me.” His voice is rough, strained. “You were made for this. Made for me.”
The pleasure builds with every thrust. He shifts his angle slightly and hits something inside me that makes me scream.
“There it is,” he groans.
He pounds into that spot over and over, and I’m climbing higher and higher, chasing something just out of reach.
“Touch yourself,” he commands. “Rub your c**t. I want to feel you come on my cock.”
I slide my hand between us, finding my c**t and rubbing in fast circles.
“Damon, I’m close…”
“Come for me. Come on my c**k like a good little wolf.”
The orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave. I scream his name, my p***y clenching around him so hard he groans.
“f**k, yes. Just like that.” He’s moving faster now, chasing his own release. “I’m going to fill you up, Maya. Going to pump you full of my c*m. Mark you inside and out.”
“Yes! Please!”
“Mine,” he snarls. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours! Only yours!”
His eyes flash pure gold and suddenly he’s biting down on my shoulder…the claiming spot…right as his orgasm hits.
The pain and pleasure mix together as I feel him pulsing inside me, filling me with hot spurts of c*m. The bite sends another orgasm ripping through me, and I’m vaguely aware that I’m screaming.
The bond snaps into place.
It’s like a golden thread connecting us, tying our souls together. I can feel him—his love, his possessiveness, his absolute devotion. And he can feel me too, I know it.
When he finally releases my shoulder, there’s blood on his lips. My blood. My mark.
“Mine,” he growls again, licking the wound. “Forever mine.”
“Yours,” I agree breathlessly. “Forever yours.”
He’s still hard inside me, still filling me. He starts moving again, slower this time, drawing it out.
“One more,” he murmurs. “Give me one more, little wolf.”
“I can’t…”
“Yes, you can.” He grinds against my c**t with every thrust. “Come for your mate. Show me how good I make you feel.”
The fourth orgasm builds slowly, a deep rolling pleasure that starts in my core and spreads outward. When it finally crests, it’s gentler than the others but somehow more intense. More meaningful.
Because this time, we’re bonded. Mated. Tied together for eternity.
Damon comes again with a groan, adding more c*m to what’s already inside me.
When we finally still, both of us breathing hard, he carefully withdraws and pulls me into his arms.
“How do you feel?” he asks, pressing kisses to my hair.
“Perfect. Sore, but perfect.”
He chuckles. “The soreness will fade. The bond is forever.”
I can feel it, humming between us. Warm and golden and right.
“I love you,” I whisper.
“I love you too, little wolf. My mate. My everything.”
We lie there in the candlelight, wrapped in each other, and for a moment everything is perfect.
Then I hear it.
Footsteps outside. Multiple sets.
Voices.
Oh no.
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