The Master Alpha

Chapter 3

Guinevere

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The mysterious man dragged me to the King Suite, pulling out his keycard and opening the door as fast as he could before pulling me inside. I was flung onto the bed and rolled onto my back in time to see him ripping his shirt to get it off. Talk about a God! Washboard abs, thick biceps, and puffed-out chest. My thighs rubbed together as I bit my lip. My birth month is usually my lucky month, but was I seriously going to be this lucky? My intrusive thoughts must have been showing on my face because he suddenly moved in closer to rub my cheek with his thumb.

"What's wrong? Second thoughts about this?" I shook my head before leaning into his hand.

"Just thinking that I'm dreaming is all. If you told me four months ago that I'd be here doing this... I would say that you were lying."

"And why would this be a lie?" I c****d an eyebrow at him before sitting up on the bed.

"Are you kidding me? First of all, just look at me, then look at you. How many people do you see look like us are together?"

"Oh, so we're together now," he asked while moving his face closer to mine. I pushed that ruggedly handsome face with a strong jaw and hint of a beard stumble away from me as he chuckled.

"You know what I meant. You are every woman's wet dream, while I'm no supermodel. When was the last time you slept with someone that looked like me?" He rubbed the back of his head as he gave a sheepish grin. Why was this man so damn dreamy? I loved everything he was doing, from the sexy to the not so much. "See? People like us rarely get together. And until four months ago I was involved with someone."

"Was, as in past tense?" He pushed me back onto my back and got on top of me, pinning my hands by my head. I couldn't hide the shiver that went down my spine, especially as his knees spread my thighs apart. "So no one I need to steal you from? Because I plan to keep you all to myself." Then he leaned next to my ear and whispered sweetly. "And as far as you look, I've broken many "model" girls in no time. So I'm hoping that you'll hold out longer, seeing as there is more of you to love on."

I wanted to cry! This God of a man wanted me! Well, at least for the night. Sorry sexy, but I plan to leave in the morning and go back to my room. My heart is still too tender to deal with another heartbreak, so I'll leave you behind before you can kick me out.

He started for my boots, unzipping the sides before slipping them off. Kissing up my thighs from one side to the other, never nearing my sweet folds hidden under the bodysuit snaps. I was thanking whichever God or Goddess put the thought in my head to see my waxing lady before driving down here and getting a full Brazilian. Especially as his hands slid down from my thighs to my calves to remove my socks and I got to feel his rough hands on my smooth skin. The skirt was next to go, getting flung somewhere by the door before he pressed his face into my crotch. The vibrating egg was still going against my clit as the man decided to smell me. I tried to stop him by pushing his head away while closing my thighs but he slapped my thick thigh, causing me to yelp.

"Did I say you could do that?"

"No, sir."

"You know I have to punish you now, right?"

Punishment? Oh f**k, I think I had a mini orgasm just then and it made him smirk. "Yes, sir."

"Remove the rest of your clothes and get on your hands and knees." I removed my bodysuit and he took the vibrating toy away after turning it off. Rolling over, I got up on all fours with my ass pointed towards him. "Now, I'm going to spank you and I want you to count each one. Going "one, sir. Two, sir" and so on. Understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"Do you have a safe word, for when this gets to be too much for you?"

"No, sir. I never needed one before."

"I want you to come up with one now. It can be anything, but it might be best to pick something you don't like." I thought for a moment or two before something came to mind.

"Brussel sports, I hate brussel spourts." That made him chuckle a bit. I loved his chuckle as much as his husky voice when he was whispering naughty things to me.

"Then when it gets to be too much for you, call out your safe word. But you'll be getting fifteen spankings as punishment."

"Yes, sir."

Spank!

"One, sir."

Spank!

"Two, sir."

Spank! That one stung.

"Three, sir."

And that's how it continued for twelve more strikes to both ass cheeks. I was sure that I was red and raw after all that. His rough hands rubbed my sore cheeks gently and peppered them with kisses.

"What a good girl, you handled that well. You deserve a reward for being so good."

"Thank you, sir." He had me lay back down on my back with my head hanging off the edge. Standing in front of me, I watched him slowly unzip his pants and then pull them down until his boxers were pitching a tent by my face. He rubbed my cheek with his boxers and I tried not to move so that I could get to his manhood. My lover for the night finally removed his boxers so that I could finally see what he was going to use against me.

"Suck on it," he commanded with that husky voice of his. So I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue so that he could rub the tip against my wet muscle. He then guided his shaft slowly into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat and made me gag slightly. "You aren't used to this are you? Just try to relax your throat and let me take my time." I did my best to do as I was told and he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. He continued to instruct me as he used me as he pleased. I continued to gag and cough now and then, but slowly got used to him and was able to suck on his manhood. One of his hands moved to my breast to pull and twist on my n****e, making me moan and whimper the best I could consider. After a moment, he pulled away and started to jerk off until he sprayed strand after warm strand onto my face. I licked up what I could before thanking him.

He helped clean off my face and let me lick and suck off what was on his fingers before he had me move so that my head was on the pillows. Our fingers interlocked as he pinned my hands by my head once again, my legs wrapped around his waist. I felt his tip rub against my folds before he pressed inside. My head fell back onto the pillows as I let out a blissful moan while his shaft filled me in ways that I hadn't felt in years. Looking back up, my lover had this wicked grin on his face before pressing it in.

"My pet looks so sexy moaning like that. How long since you last had a c**k inside of you?"

"About four years now, I believe."

"I thought you were dating someone," he asked with his head tilted to one side.

"It was a long-distance relationship. He was states away and we only met up once."

He leaned in and kissed me deeply like earlier, making my toes curl and my legs pull him closer into my body. "Don't worry, after tonight you'll forget all about him. Your body and heart will crave me and only me." His hips pulled back before crashing back into mine and pulling back again. I felt his shaft move from the base to the tip within my folds and hit places that hadn't felt any pleasure in years. His movements were quick going in and slow to pull out. Each thrust rocked my body and I felt the ecstasy to my core. The pace slowly increased, and the sound of flesh slapping against each other echoed within the room. The only thing that was louder than that was my cries and moans. I begged for more, to be f****d until I couldn't think straight anymore. I felt his tongue drag along my skin along my collar bone, neck, and ear. Then I felt his teeth nip along the same spots, causing me to shiver with delight and more want.

"Sir, please... let me c*m. I wish to c*m all over your cock."

"c*m for me, my pet. Let this be the start of us making a mess of this bed," he whispered in my ear. After a few more thrusts, I let out a scream as I reached my peak. Then I felt a warmth inside of me and I knew that he climaxed as well, filled my insides with his hot seed. After a moment, he pulled away before rolling us over so that I was on top of him. "It's your turn to please me. Show me what you can do."

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Benjamin

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We spent hours in different positions moaning and crying out, full of bliss. My mate and pet could handle everything that I threw at her and I loved it. But there was one thing that we still hadn't done and that was exchange names. So as my mate lay in the bed snoring softly, I fished out her phone from her things. The screen was locked and it seemed to be unlocked in one of three ways; face, fingerprint, or swipe pattern. In the dim light, I tried to figure out the swipe pattern through the smudges on the screen. To my dismay, it seemed that it was her favorite spot to tap on her screen. And I couldn't use her face without waking her up because her eyes needed to be open. So I gently grabbed her hand and started pressing her fingers on the screen until one finally worked.

I went straight to her f******k app and went to her profile page. So her name was Guinevere and she lived in Georgia. Not just that, she had her job, school, and place of birth all listed. I couldn't help but shake my head with a soft chuckle at how much information she put out there for anyone to find. At least her profile wasn't public and limited to which people could specifically see her page. I tried to see who this person was that she was dating but she didn't tag them when she changed her status to dating two years ago. Wait, was her birthday listed here as well? s**t, it was only two weeks away! I had to come up with something quick. Maybe my mother could help me think of something nice. I pulled out my phone, downloaded the app, and created my profile before having her befriend me. Putting her phone back, I climbed back into the bed and pulled my human mate close to me. To my greatest delight, she snuggled into my chest before letting out a happy sigh. The next step: making her comfortable enough with me to let her in on what I was and what I wanted her to be. Gwen is human and I have to be slow with her to not scare off my mate altogether.