Call me Alpha
I wake up, completely naked and sore. The sun is shining through the windows, and I'm confused whether it's waking me up or forcing me to roll over and go back to sleep. The rays are so bright, I close my eyes tighter. I stretch my hand out, and to my surprise, I am alone. My hand slides along the cool sheets, and I realize he must have been gone for some time. I really didn't notice him leave. I am that exhausted. He wasn't kidding when he said he would tell me over and over again. He took me like the possesive and presistent Alpha he is until I was limp from my orgasms. Even then, he took me one last time, gently as we lay on our side. He makes me feel so loved and wanted in a way I've never felt with anyone. "Ugh.." I groan as I roll onto my side and push myself up. "I miss him."
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