The Alpha and the Kitten

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Denys

Her lips pressed against his. For a moment he was stunned. She was in his bed, she was basically naked and she was kissing him. Without thinking he moved her again, his d**k was straining against his trousers but he didn’t care. She shifted her legs so that she was straddling him and her kiss, her kiss was doing things to him that no other kiss had ever done. He felt like he was going to burst right here right now. She pressed her body against his, he moved his hand and realeased her hair from its ponytail, the dark curls tumbled down. She was so sexy and she wanted him. She made that clear. Her kiss deepened and her little pink tongue darted out, demanding more of him. He pulled away from her, his mouth moving to her neck. He nipped the skin lightly and was rewarded with an intake of breath. He moved his hand to her thigh, he knew that he was digging into the soft flesh beneath his fingers but she didn’t stop him.

He wanted her. So much. But she was abused, and scared and he didn’t want to hurt her any more. She was driving him out of his mind. He shifted, moving her off of him and depositing her onto his bed. She looked up at him in confusion, as if asking him why.

“Im not going to f**k you Melody.” He said, the words coming out painfully.

She sat up and pulled him back into her kiss.

Melody

He didn’t want her after all. He was just letting her kiss him. She pulled away from him. How could she have been so stupid? He touched her chin gently.

“Mel?” He asked. “Mel. It would be so so easy right now to take you, take all that you have but Im not going to. You aren’t ready.”

She frowned, ready to tell him that she was, but no words came. They never did. Instead she rubbed her cheek against his hand.

“f**k Mel.” He groaned. His other hand was against his manhood. She looked up at him as her hand moved his to her breast. He groaned again. It was almost like he was trying to force himself not to when he moved his thumb across her n****e, she felt it instantly harden at his touch. She knew he could feel it too.

Denys

This was it. This girl was going to be the death of him. His thumb teased the hardened bud on her breast. She wanted to play. Fine. He would play. He watched her as he reached and pulled her top off of her. He knew that if he looked down at the scars on her body that she would pull away. He didn’t want that, as much as he was protesting. This was too far gone for that, he didn’t want her to say no to him.

He kept his eyes on hers as he leaned in and took the bud in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. He moved his other hand to her ass, squeezing her flesh gently. He could feel her breath hitching, could see the look in her eyes as he played, trying to ignore the raised bumps on her skin.

It was a surprise for him when he felt her hands at the top of his trousers, even bigger of one when he felt one of them slide in and take his c**k in her hand. He nipped at her skin and was rewarded with a hiss. She didn’t push him away though, her hand instead started to move on his c**k, his eyes closed at the feeling of her soft palm against him. Nothing had ever felt this good before.

He had f****d before, many times. It wasn’t like this was a new sensation to him, but damn. Her mouth crashed against his again as she stroked his c**k.

He pulled away. “Im not going to Mel. Not tonight.”

She responded by moving her legs around him again, pressing her body against his and moving her s*x against his. Even though they both were still wearing pajama bottoms, it was one of the sexiest things that Denys had ever known. The hand that had been playing with her ass moved and he ventured it into her shorts. She moved everso slightly to allow him access, and he moved to slip a finger against her. Her kiss deepened and he knew instantly that he was doing the right thing. He slipped a finger into her and felt the slickness of her against him. As he did so she ground against him, he could feel the friction of his d**k against her.

“f**k Mel.” He growled against her mouth. Her hand moved around his d**k. He put his forehead against her shoulder as he felt his breath hitch. He could feel her wetness and she was just getting wetter against his hand. He moved, pushing her down onto the bed and moving away from her.

She made a tiny, squeaky noise and looked upset that he had moved. She tried to touch him again and he shook his head. Then he gently kissed her, moving from her mouth to her jaw, then her neck. He trailed the kisses down to her breasts where his tongue played with her n****e again. She shivered on the bed, and tried to move her hand down. He chuckled and caught it, stopping her from touching either him or her. She gave a tiny whimper.

He continued to lay kisses on her, trailing down to the waistband of her shorts. He could smell how aroused she was. He took the elastic in his teeth and gently tugged the shorts down. Once they reached her thighs he let go of her hands and wriggled them off of her. He took a moment to look down on her. Her eyes glittered darkly as she watched him. He ignored the marks on her and just drank in her beauty. Then he did what she wanted him to. He buried his mouth against her slit, using his tongue to gently tease. Her hand moved to his hair and he felt her nails dig into his scalp. He chuckled against her s*x as he ate, probing her with his tongue. She tasted amazing. If he was to die now, he would be a happy man. A very happy man. It didn’t take long for her to c*m. Her body shook as she did. And he lapped up every single drop as she did.