Bound to the Alpha

17

With a sharp tug, he yanks the shorts down my legs and my p***y is exposed for him once again.

He sucks in a breath as he looks at it with hungry brown eyes.

“You’re so wet,” he says as he licks his lips. “It’s all over your thighs and coating your little cunt.”

I’ve been wet all day. I dried off after we fell into the lake, but since I had his big juicy c**k in my mouth, my p***y has never stopped being wet.

This time I’m not shy. Maybe it’s because he’s my mate, or because we’ve been here before, or maybe it’s because I’m so f*****g turned on that the shy part of my brain is turned off for the night.

But I’m no longer timid and I want him to see everything.

I spread my legs wide, giving him a good look of what’s his. Of what I saved for him.

My p***y was made for him—I know that now—and I want him to have it. I want him to see it. All of it.

Ethan lets out a low groan when he sees my p***y open for him. I can hear his bear rumbling in approval and it’s incredibly sexy. The sounds go straight to my throbbing c**t.

He suddenly stands up from the bed and gets undressed, but his eyes never leave my s*x.

His pants and underwear come off first and then he just rips his shirt off, not bothering with the buttons and instead just tearing it to shreds.

He starts stroking his big d**k and I swallow hard when I see drops of pre-c*m leaking out and falling onto the hardwood floor.

I can’t get over this man. He’s beautiful.

His big arms are flexed as he slides his hand up and down his c**k with long steady strokes. I can almost see his heart pounding under that massive chest of his as he gets ready to take me.

My eyes don’t know where to look as my hand creeps down and I start touching myself. His hard muscles ripple and roll with every movement and I hate that I can’t freeze time to take as long as I want to admire this man who is insanely, ungodly hot. The power that surrounds him is unreal.

His sculpted, chiseled abs clench and tighten as he climbs back onto the bed. He’s so… f*****g… masculine. Everything about him screams alpha male from the way he looks at me like he owns me to his possessive touch and protective stare.

He grabs my soft inner thighs with her firm fingers and spreads my legs apart even further. I’m going to have to start taking yoga if he wants me stretched out this much.

“I haven’t been able to get your sweet taste out of my head all day, peaches,” he says as the look on his face turns deep and seductive. “I can still taste your virgin p***y and it’s making my c**k so f*****g hard.”

My breaths start coming out rough and shallow as he slides the side of his index finger up my tingling folds.

“I’m going to claim your ripe little virgin cunt and take your cherry,” he says as his mouth lowers. “But first, I want another taste of your honey…”

“Oooh, gaaawd!” I cry out when his mouth hits. My back arches off the bed and I grab onto the headboard behind me as he devours me hard.

I c*m immediately, creaming all over his mouth as his tongue moves inside me. I’m shaking. I’m seeing nothing but spots dancing in front of me. My head is swirling.

And he’s just getting started…

Ethan

My little virgin is grinding her puffy folds against my chin as I suck on her swollen c**t. She just gave me an orgasm, but I want another. I’m a greedy bastard like that.

Knowing that she kept this fresh young cunt safe and intact for me is heightening everything—my arousal, my desire, and my need to claim it and make it mine for good.

My c**k has cement flowing through it, I’m so hard. I want to bury it between her folds, but it’s so thick and wide, and this p***y is so tight and small. I want to go in as easy as I can, and a couple of orgasms will loosen her up and help me slide inside with as little pain for her as possible.

When her body starts shaking again and she screams out as her second orgasm overtakes her, I’m ready. I grip my fat c**k and move between her legs.

I rubbed her wet heat all over the lower half of my face to keep her intoxicating scent in my nose and to keep her delicious taste in my mouth.

I’ve waited for so long and now the time has finally come to claim this young teenage cunt as my own.

My girl is still trembling from her orgasm as she welcomes me into her embrace. She wraps her legs around my waist as she slides her hands around my back. She’s looking at me with all of the love and passion that I’m feeling in this beautiful moment.

“It’s my first time too, peaches,” I whisper to her.

She’s still breathing heavily as she looks up at me with confusion. “First time what?”

“Doing this. All of this.”

It clicks in her amazing mind.

“You’re a virgin?”

I nod as I place my shaft on her mound and start grinding. She arches her back and moans.

“I wanted to wait for my mate. I wanted to wait for you.”

I must sound so pathetic. I’m a thirty-six-year-old virgin for f**k’s sake.

But she doesn’t turn away or laugh. She arches up and presses her lips to mine, kissing me like I’ve never been kissed before.

I lower her back down and she falls onto the bed with our mouths still locked in a desperate and intense kiss. The room charges with heat as I reach down, grab my c**k, and press the tip to her tight wet hole.