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~Eleanor~
Each of his thrusts made me crave more. The way he pressed the flesh of my butt and squeezed it, how he pinched my n****e, making me ache for more of that.
I rubbed my c**t so fast, my hair scattered and covered my face.
The more I tried to swallow down my moans, my lips betrayed me. I flicked my c**t while he still penetrated deeper into me, until my body gave out. My lower abdomen churned and my teeth gnashed.
I wanted to grab his d**k and push it whole into me, or maybe even add my finger right in there. I felt my p***y walls clenched and wrapped his d**k like it was all we had to survive on, but he still made his way in.
My legs quivered.
I couldn't help but slap my throbbing c**t slightly and a long moan left my lips. My fingers curled into a fist, my body streaked with sweat. I felt as though my whole body was convulsing…and at that point, I didn't need him to stop.
“Let's get this done….” he mumbled and slapped my butt slightly.
I nibbled my bottom lip, parting my lips to make way for his c**k into me.
“Yeah! Yeaah!!” he pinned his fingers into my flesh, thrusting harder. “f**k! Oh goddess!!!”
My eyes flew wide as a strong wave hit my p***y wall again, and my body shook in desperation. I whined my hips, helping the motion. My right palm trailed down my p***y again.
Fuck goddess!
He turned me around, my breath heavy and harsh.
My back lay calmly on the floor.
He raised my legs until they rested on his shoulder, then he thrusted into me again slowly. The muscles in my back ached on the tiled floor, but the feeling that clung to my p***y…I didn't want to stop.
His face was covered in sweat. All his muscles were exposed.
I went down my entrance and pressed my c**t hard. It was swollen and couldn't stop throbbing. The sound of his thrust in me filled the room. He fastened his hips, pulling me closer until I could feel his balls slamming on the end of my honeypot.
With my other palm, I grabbed my breast and fondled it, my lips gapping and shutting with slow gasps being released, while my other hand didn't let go of my c**t as I flicked it continuously.
“Oh slut…this is so f*****g….” he bit his lips and threw his hands backwards.
I could swear this was the best night of my life. All my life, I'd only read about all these in books but never got to taste them. It was far better than I thought.
As if he knew how much I wanted my c**t rubbed, he yanked away my hand and pressed his thumb there.
“Arrgh,” my eyes shut, nails dug into my palm. “f**k me…please….”
He rubbed his thumb there continuously. There was this feeling that came with his touch.
My body quivered again. This time beyond my grip.
I clenched my jaw, eyes widened as my lower abdomen churned. My n****e suddenly became hard again. My tightness came with so much sensation.
“Hard..more, please…” I couldn't help it. My legs trembled. I felt my whole body under an electric shock…and suddenly, it calmed again, something slipped out of my entrance.
He pulled outta me, his d**k rested on my pelvis, and I felt the warmth of his semen.
Our eyes locked, but at that moment, I was in my right senses and couldn't hold onto it. I lowered my gaze, the shame of making this man pound me like I was nothing concealed my whole flesh.
His breath was raspy as he stood up and walked into his restroom, then I managed to be on my feet. My eyes darted around his spacious room, which looked like three in one with different sorts of expensive belongings around.
The bed was so large that it could contain a family of six.
I wiped his semen from my pelvis so it wouldn't drop onto the floor, then got my cloth which I didn't know when it was taken off my body.
The whip he had wanted to use on me lay beside my leg. I picked it up and my eyes widened. This was a wire. My body could be bruised and peeled if used on me.
What the hell? Does he use it on other women?
Upon hearing the sound of the door, I quickly dropped it back, my body stiffened.
He walked out with a towel wrapped around his neck, his hair dripping and scattered over his shoulder.
My eyes fell on the tattoos he had…they were so attractive.
Did I forget how erect and huge his d**k still was? I tried to understand if that stuff truly slid into me….but I couldn't digest it. It was so hellishly huge I didn't even realise and had it in my mouth.
But damit! That pink rod of his made my mouth water. It was so f*****g smooth down to the balls.
“How long are you gonna stare?”
His voice made me shudder. I licked my lips and lowered my head, “I want to…I need to….
“Get in there and wash off your p***y…then you f**k out.”
My gaze landed on his and my heart dropped.
He wasn't gonna whip me again? I sate his anger?
I didn't even know why I was so jealous of him being with other women, when he could even f**k them before my very eyes.
Taking a deep swallow, I walked forward, gripping my dress like it was my child.
“You tell me….
I halted mid-step, waiting for him to continue.
He turned to face me, running his fingers through his hair. “How the heck did you do it?”
How the heck did I do it? Do what?
My eyes narrowed, “I don't understand…you…
“It's alright. Just go.” he pulled a long face and walked to the bed.
Hot saliva formed in my mouth as I walked towards the bathroom door. I wished to take a good look at his d**k again just this time….but he was backing me.
I didn't have to wash just my p***y, so I took a thorough bath, put on my clothes and came out. “Alpha, my panties….” My fingers twisted my clothes. I hadn't remembered on time or I could have washed it in the bathroom.
He glanced at me but didn't say a thing. He was now wearing his pajamas.
“I don't think you need them.”
My eyes bulged. What does he mean exactly? We were back from the club…
“Just leave…” he added and lay down.
I moistened my lips, my eyes fixated on his calm figure lying on the bed like he was so innocent. Then the image of his brother flashed through my mind, every word he spat about Alpha Deve resounded in my head.
Was he truly like that? I was seeing a different person at this point.
If he was that savage, wasn't he supposed to whip me regardless?
“Alpha, I am here…”
I heard a familiar voice from the doorpost. As I got to know who he was, I hurried out, knowing he was here for me. Before I shut the door, I took a last glance at the Alpha, but he was facing the other side of the room, his belly mounted on the bed.
“Follow me!”
The man who had taken me from the cell previously ordered me as I showed up. He was his beta…I could recall.
He walked down the hallway and I hastened my steps towards him. My wolf chuffed, as if trying to communicate with him. A sudden bond stirred in me…One I had felt previously for him but wasn't predictable.
Who was this man to always arouse this weird feeling in me? Even my wolf welcomes him.
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