Bound to the Alpha

11

“How about we go for double digits?” I ask her with a grin. “Although, you taste so f*****g good, peaches. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop at ten. We might have to go for triple digits.”

I return to where I belong between her legs and give her long soft strokes of my tongue as my c**k burns. My d**k is so hard that it’s unbearable.

With one hand on her ass holding her up, I reach down and fumble with my zipper. My d**k is so long and hard that it takes a minute for me to pull it out. And when I do, it’s a mess. I’m covered in so much pre-c*m that it looks like I came all over myself.

My little peaches’ moans have turned into whimpers as I wrap my hand around my thick cream-covered shaft and start stroking.

It doesn’t take long for me to go off. My balls tighten up, ready to explode as I stroke my big throbbing c**k harder.

When it comes, it comes hard. I pull back from her cunt, grit my teeth, and let out a savage roar as I c*m all over the shower floor.

The carnal sound sets Chloe off and she cums too. The intensity of both of us cumming rocks me to my core and my head drops back in bliss. The warm water from the shower is spraying on my face and I’ve never been happier than in this moment.

My huge load runs down the drain, but my c**k is still rock hard and ready to f**k. Cumming doesn’t do anything to relieve the intense need that I’m feeling. It just makes it worse.

Inside, my grizzly bear rumbles in disapproval. He was silent this whole time, finally happy with my actions, but he doesn’t like or understand why my load is down the drain and not deep in her p***y and traveling to her womb right now. He starts huffing out angry breaths as he begins pacing around again. I’m going to pay for this over the next few hours, but right now I just try to ignore him and enjoy the feeling of my naked girl on top of me.

“Ethan…” she moans as her eyes close. “I can’t…”

She looks spent. Exhausted. She’d fall down and collapse onto the tiles if I wasn’t holding her up.

I don’t want to stop, but my girl is done. We have all night to continue. Hell, we have our entire lives to pick up and continue from here.

Carefully, I bring down one trembling leg at a time. Her whole body is shaking as the warm water washes over her. She can barely keep her eyes open as I hold her up.

I take her out, wrap her in a fluffy towel, and then quickly take off my wet clothes and toss then into the shower after I turn the water off.

“It’s okay, peaches,” I whisper to her as I pick her up and cradle her to my chest. “You’re with your mate now. You have nothing to worry about.” I kiss her forehead and she smiles even though I’m pretty sure she’s already asleep.

I bring her into my bedroom and lay her on the bed. By the time I close the curtains and return to her, she’s already in a deep sleep.

She’s so f*****g perfect. I can watch her sleep for days.

Her gorgeous face looks so angelic and peaceful. Even my furious bear calms down as I admire her beauty.

I lean down and give her a soft gentle kiss on her lips. She moans, but doesn’t wake.

“I love you,” I whisper as I cover her with my sheets. “Now and forever.”

After laying out some fresh clothes that are going to be way too big for her, I close the door to let her sleep and return to the bathroom.

I take her clothes from the floor so I can wash the smokey smell out of them. I want to smell her intoxicating scent when I’m with her and the heavy smell of the smoke overpowers it.

My body freezes when I see her panties.

Shit. My c**k is already aching again just knowing her sweet p***y was touching that fabric.

I can’t help myself. I’m so weak when it comes to her.

With my heart pounding, I take them and put them to my nose, inhaling her delicious scent once again. I start jerking off and when I’m ready to c*m, I bunch them around the tip of my c**k and c*m all over them.

“Mmmmmm,” I moan as I melt against the wall.

I turn to jelly, but my c**k doesn’t soften.

It won’t until I feel the soft walls of her fresh young p***y clamped around it.

Until then, I’m just going to have to suffer.

Chloe

I wake up with a heavy moan. I was in such a deep sleep that it takes me a second to remember where I am, but when I feel the pulsing heat of complete and utter satisfaction flowing through my p***y, I remember. I’m with Ethan.

Man, that was unreal. A part of me thinks it must have been an incredible dream, but my p***y has never felt this good and satisfied, so I know it must be real.

There’s a pile of clothes next to me and I smile when I see that he folded them nicely. He’s a man who pays attention to the small details, which I love.

Details like folding, not details like size. I chuckle when I pick them up and see how enormous they are. There’s no way they’re going to fit, but unless I want to walk around his house naked, which I seriously consider for a split second, I’m going to have to try.

I slip on the gym shorts and pull the string as tight as I can until the waist is so scrunched up that it looks like a frill. I tie the string and laugh when I see that the shorts look more like pants on me. This guy is huge.

The shirt is equally ridiculously big, but I manage to tie the bottom into an 80’s knot and stick my bare shoulder out of the head hole, so it looks kinda cute.

My hair was wet when I went to bed so I have a weird bumpy afro-thing going on. I quickly brush it out and wrap it up into a bun. I wish I had some make-up, but at least I look better than before. I was horrified to see what my watery eyes had done to my eye make-up before my shower. I looked like a goth kid who got caught in the rain. I guess that’s what happens when you buy mascara at the dollar store. Oh, well. It was all I could afford.