He chuckled darkly, moving closer, the tip of the toy teasing in and out just enough to make me cry out. My breath came in ragged pants, chest heaving, heat pooling between my thighs, dripping down. Every inch of me was slick, sensitive, desperate for him.
“Beg properly,” he ordered, voice low and commanding. “Tell me you want me to take you.”
“I… I want you, Alpha,” I moaned, voice trembling, heart hammering. “Please… please take me. I’m yours.”
He finally pushed the toy fully inside me, the vibrations throbbing, stretching, filling me in ways that made my knees shake. My back arched, hands clenching the edge of the table. “Yes… oh god… yes, Alpha,” I cried, losing myself to the pleasure, hips grinding uncontrollably against his hand.
“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, his voice lo
