The alpha’s plaything

CHAPTER TWO

Chapter Two

Rio's POV

"And then I said I didn’t even have any money," she said, letting out a huge laugh.

She spoke the whole night, laughing, trying to get over the fact that she had just been assaulted. At least I felt relieved that she was not scared anymore. She was fun. She was beautiful. I loved how she covered her mouth when she spoke, very timid. I could see her collarbone whenever she threw her head backward to crack a boring joke, a joke only she understood. I controlled myself not to chew onto it in the club. She was drunk; I needed to take her home.

"We should leave," I said to her while handing over my card to the bartender. The bartender was flirting with me again, but I don’t smash twice. I collected my card and grabbed her wrist, motioning for her to follow me.

"Are we leaving already?" She said with hiccups in between her sentences. "I was just starting to have fun," she whined.

"We have to go. Now," I said to her. She looked like a baby, extremely cute, but I couldn’t be smitten by her. She was pure human. It was forbidden. It would be a huge mistake, and all mistakes have punishment.

"Where do you stay?" I asked her.

"What?" She said drowsily.

"Where do you stay?" I asked again, but this time she had fallen into the pavement. Just great.

I picked her up bridal style and put her in the passenger seat of my car. She slept so peacefully.

We drove to The Grand hotel, where I booked a suite for her. I took her to the room, about to lay her on the bed, she woke up, what she did next shocked me.

Shantel’s POV

I felt the huge figure carry me towards the bed. The motion from the elevator alerted me I was above the ground; I was drunk but I was still scared of heights.

He placed me on the bed, and I knew he was about to leave.

"Stay," I said, holding onto his neck. My hands were wrapped around his neck, and I could feel his breath on my lips.

The warmth of his breath gave me chills. He froze on the spot, giving me a stone-cold look. I leaned into him and gave him a peck on his lips. He looked at me intensely from my lips to my eyes. I was biting so deeply into my lips, trying to contain myself. Immediately he crashed his lips into mine. I could taste the liquor in his mouth. His saliva was warm, his lips soft, and my tongue rhymed with the movement of his. He sucked my bottom lips and moved to the top.

I ran my fingers through his soft hair; he released a moan. That prompted him to remove my hands from his hair.

He picked me up and threw me properly on the bed, looking at me with such an intense glare. He unhooked his belt. I was breathless. He crawled towards me like I was his prey. He tied my hands to the bed frame. He licked my neck, sucked my ear, then looked me into my eyes as if trying to suck my soul.

He kissed me so deeply till I couldn’t breathe. His hands trailed down my body till they got to the hem of my pants. He moved his hands till he found his way into my panties. He looked me in the eyes, asking for consent. I whined my waist in approval. This motioned him to find his way to my c******s. He played with it like it was a new toy given to a child, gently yet mercilessly.

I begged for mercy. I could feel the heat in the room. It choked me.

He dragged down my pants and ripped my panties off. He crawled up to my chest to play with my breasts, holding his body weight with one arm. He traced my right areola with the tip of his tongue, and the other hand played with my left n****e. He slipped my breast into his mouth and sucked it like it was his bottle. I was losing my mind.

I felt a gush coming out of my v****a. I was wet. He was pleased with what he was doing. I was struggling; I wanted to untie myself. I was in pleasure yet anxious. I felt like I was being punished. Being unable to push back, grab, better still release myself.

I let out a loud cry; he looked at me.

"Should I stop?" He asked, licking his lips. I couldn’t stop looking at him. He was beautiful. His hair was black; he had an athletic body which I could see the traces of his V-line. His hair wet from sweat glued unto his face. His aqua green eyes glistened under the dim light in the room. He licked my body, tracing it to my neck and sucked it. He whispered what he was going to do to me if I kept crying. It sent shivers down my spine.

His hands found their way to my v****a, and he slipped them in. A soft moan escaped my mouth. It had been months since I had s*x but never experienced something like this. I screamed at his hand movements. He kept going.

"Please…please," I cried. It was amazing; my mind wanted him to stop, yet my body wanted more. He went down on me and licked me like a dog.

He sucked and licked every part of my v****a without leaving a single skin out. Putting his hands in my mouth, allowing me to taste myself.

He was ready. He dropped his pants, and I saw him. He was huge. I was worried he wouldn’t fit in me. He looked at me requesting permission to go further. I nodded my head in approval. He attempted to enter me. I moved my waist so he could fit. I was tight.

He applied a little pressure. He pushed himself slowly till he was in me. A moan escaped my mouth. I was dying. I couldn’t breathe; I threw my head back, grabbing onto the sheets, biting into my pillow while he was thrusting in and out of me. It was surreal. The amount of pleasure I was feeling blew my mind.

He kept grunting and letting out little moans while going in and out of me. He increased his pace. I lost my voice. I couldn’t speak. I was in cloud nine. I couldn’t believe someone could do this to a person. Let alone me.

He flipped me over and put me into a doggy position, still tied. I begged to be released.

"Please… Untie me," I begged him.

He unhooked the belt from me and folded my hands behind me, pressing them unto my back, my stomach against the bed. He spread me open and entered again, increasing his pace and thrusting faster. I was seeing the clouds. I was about to pass out. But no, I came.

My legs were shaking. I felt paralyzed. He licked me again like a dog and bent me over the bed. He thrusted even harder; I could feel the adrenaline rush through my body. He put me on top of him and began to lift me up and down.

I followed the motion as he played with my n*****s. He bit on his lips and flipped me over to kiss me. We finished off with missionary till I came. Soon after, he came, and he fell next to me.

"That was great," I said, looking at him.

He picked up his pants and headed to the bathroom.

I followed him.

"Hey," I said to him.

He walked towards me and started biting and sucking on my neck. I felt horny again. He was hard. I felt him against me.

He bent me over in the shower. He put himself inside of me. He thrusted in full pace. I held onto the wall of the shower, trying to secure my grip.

He pressed my neck; I could hardly breathe. I was in pain, but I wanted more. He f****d me till my legs began to shake. The cold water running on my skin released the tension I felt. I was hot.

He placed one of my legs on his shoulders and pushed my back against the wall of the shower.

"You make me insane, and I must punish you," he said, whispering into my ear.

I felt shivers down my spine. I cried for him to forgive me. He pounded harder till I couldn’t feel my legs again. He came inside me, and it was warm. I was dripping with him inside of me. He washed up my body and took me to lay on the bed. I was shocked and speechless from what had just happened.

I had s*x with the arrogant beast.