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Hands slapped down on my arse and he pulled me apart, revealing every inch of me to his gaze.
And his breath. It played across my highly sensitised skin and that’s when I realised what the first part of this evening was about. He wanted to wake up my body, not in a way that made me feel replete, but so that my nerves sang, ready for more. And more I was about to get.
“Greedy little pussy,” he growled. “It might just get more than it planned for, tonight.”
But before I could consider what exactly that meant, his tongue slid through my folds. No finessing, no teasing, his tongue was everywhere, skimming over me, slurping up my slick with noisy abandon, then sliding inside me, looking for more. But right as I was getting into that soft intrusion, pushing my hips back to meet his thrusts, it was abruptly withdrawn, only to move to skate over my clit.
“More…” I hissed, because his tongue was only there a moment, bathing the sensitive nub, and then gone again. “Please…”
“Keep begging like that and I’ll give you everything you want.”
A hand covered my mouth, then fingers pushed inside, my tongue flickering over the long digits, tasting salt and musk before they were gone again. They moved then, just grazing my seam, tracing its many outlines. Thumbs pressed against my intimate flesh and then I was split wide.
“You can do that, can’t you? Ask me so sweetly for what you want.”
“More…” I said quickly, ready to play along in my current overheated state. “Please.”
“More what, beta?”
“Your tongue.” A little lick then, as a means to encourage me. “No, more, please.”
“What, like this?”
I couldn’t describe what he was doing, or command him, because all of a sudden it was a great mess of sensation. His tongue pushing inside me as his fingers held me open, his chin scraping against me as he tried to force it deeper, right to the point where I ached the most.
“Yes. Oh god, yes… Just like that. Please. Oh!”
He pulled his tongue free, but as I was mourning that, his lips wrapped around my clit and he drew it slowly but surely into his mouth. The pressure grew so gradually it felt like I caught every single second of its movement until finally a terrible suction set in as it popped into his mouth. He let out a muffled little growl of approval and I jerked, feeling those vibrations. And his fangs, I felt them digging in as well. He held me in an entirely savage grip and at that, something loosened inside me.
Oddly, I felt in safe hands now. He knew, he understood, just as he claimed he did, what I needed and when a finger started prodding at my entrance, I whispered broken statements of encouragement. Yes, that, that was it. Spilt me open, make me feel and in doing so, pull me out of the fucking shitstorm of my life.
“Oh god, Reed, yes!” I said as his tongue flickered across my clit, faster and faster before sucking hard on the nub. “Just like that.”
One finger was forced in, then another, then another, their thick girth stretching me in ways that had the pinch I craved. Ben had taken a little first year uni student and turned her into a damn size queen with his antics, no beta cock could approximate what an alpha could give me. Because my body didn’t seem to come alive until I was fighting to take the man who was thrusting inside me. Just like I was now. My back arched, not entirely sure if I had too much or not enough, when his fingers angled up, those blunt nails raking across the place where my itch resided.
No toy, no self love, no technique I’d tried had gotten me anywhere close to this. Riding his face with a strange kind of abandon, pushing back to smother him with me and he met me stroke for stroke. He burrowed down deep, hungry for me, letting out animalistic little growls even as he licked me into submission, his fingers thrusting faster and faster, making that place inside me ache. But right as it started to come to a head, my spine tightening, my hands shaking as I gripped that chair, he pulled free.
“I wanted to string this out a bit longer but your fucking need… I can taste it on my tongue.”
I was spun around, falling to my knees before him before a hand in my hair directed me to his dripping cock.
“Get me nice and slick and wet, because you’re gonna fight to take me. It’s a battle you want to win though, don’t you? You’ll be the one who can take my knot, I can fucking feel it.”
I didn’t really register any of that, my mouth and his cock drawn together like magnets. I teased him a little, swiping my tongue up the sensitive underside a few times before he growled and then stuffed the head into my mouth. I let out a muffled moan of satisfaction as his taste burst on my tongue. Spicy, like cinnamon, which created a low burn in my body as I sucked harder, searching for more, but I was pulled away, his cock emerging with a pop. Then I was set back where I had been just before, hands on the armchair, arse in the air.
“Easy…” he said, because as soon as he notched the big broad head against me, I tried shoving myself back, but I saw the error of my ways. He was big, bigger than I’d ever experienced before it felt. The head pushing in was like a punch, full of blunt force trauma, but I shivered at the rush of pleasure. God, nothing, nothing was better than getting everything you needed and just a bit more. “Fuck, you feel like heaven.” His hands tightened around my waist, not letting me pull back now, pinning me to the spot. “I want to sink all the way into you and never fucking stop.”
But we had to work at it. My legs trembled, my muscles ached as I fought to hold the position, as he moved forward in long slow pulses, allowing me time to adjust before pushing me to take another inch. I was sobbing out some nonsense when I felt his knot bump against me, grinding against my clit until I saw stars.
“You’re taking me so fucking well. Such a good girl.” He’d lost his cool edge now, Reed’s voice hoarse with need. “You’ve done so much better than I hoped.” I could feel that big head pressing against my cervix, the sensation making me shiver. “But you’ve got just a little more to go.”
“Can’t…” I moaned, even as my hips tilted back to meet his gentle pulses.
“Yes, you can. Of course, you can. I told you I’d give you everything you need and you need my knot, don’t you? That part of you deep inside that aches for it. It’s clawing at you now, asking, demanding it.” His hand slid around, teasing lazily at my clit and his thrusts grew faster, deeper in response. “I can make you come, just like this. I can rock my big cock back and forth, but it won’t be enough. You need me, Lily, all of me. You need everything I’ve got to give. Say it!”
His voice was a sharp bark, one I felt all the way through me, and my eyes flicked open at the sound. I stared at the bland kitchenette bench the chair was propped against, but could only see, feel, him.
“Give it to me,” I ground out, half terrified he would, the other just as scared he wouldn’t, because this part was always hard.
