Page 7 of The Alpha

“You owed mesomething… anything, Kelsie. Hell, a fucking goodbye at least.”

She tried to jerk her arm free, but I held on to it tight, my fingers digging into her soft skin. It wasn’t painful, but it let her know I wasn’t gonna let her go. Never again.

“Let me go, Knox.”

“No,” I said, my voice rough. Dangerous. “Not this time. You don’t get to run away again. I’m not letting you leave. The first time hurt too fucking bad.”

Her eyes flashed, her lips pursed, and before I knew what she was doing, she swiftly brought her palm to the side of my face and slapped me. The crack of her hand against my cheek echoed in the empty clubhouse, and for a moment, we just stared at each other, the air between us crackling with tension.

For a second, I let that sting wash over me, and then I growled and pulled her to me, her tiny body crashing against my chest. I growled again as I slammed my mouth down on hers.

She didn’t fight me. No, my girl gave in right away. She curled her hands in the material of my shirt as she pulled me closer, giving in to me.

I kissed her hard, my tongue forcing its way past her lips, claiming her in a way I hadn’t been able to in years. And she kissed me back until we were both lost in what we were doing… and in what we were about to do.

The taste of her was fucking intoxicating, and I couldn’t get enough. I backed her up against the bar, my body pressing into hers, and she mewled into my mouth again and again. The sound sent a jolt of heat straight to my cock until the whole fucking length throbbed like a beast.

When I finally pulled back, we were both panting, our lips swollen, and our chests heaving. I knew she was as far gone as I was.

“This is a bad idea,” she breathed, but there was no strength behind her words. We both knew this was going to go all the way.

I quickly undid the button of my jeans and unzipped them, my dick springing out from the denim. I grabbed her hips and yanked her closer so she could see and feel how hard I was for her. “All I can think about is how badly I want to fuck you.”

Her breath hitched, and she licked her lips, her gaze dropping from my mouth to my exposed, erect cock. I thought she might try to deny me. It would have been fruitless, because I knew she was primed and ready for me. But she whispered, “Then fuck me, Knox.”

I didn’t need to be told again. I spun her around, bent her over the bar, and palmed her full ass. She must have known what was going to happen today, because she was sporting a skirt, giving me easy access.

After pushing the material up and over her ass, I spanked her cheeks repeatedly until they were pink and my handprints toldwho she belonged to. The little thong she wore had me grinding my teeth in feral need.

Because I was a nasty bastard, I slid my finger under that little string of material that was nestled in her crack, yanked it hard enough it snapped, and pulled it free. Kelsie looked over her shoulder at me, and I brought her tattered panties to my nose and inhaled the crotch, growling in pleasure as her wetness smeared across my nose and lips.

“God, you’re so?—”

“Fucking obsessed with you.”

She popped her ass out and ground it into my groin. I slapped it hard, the sound making her yelp, and then I leaned down, my mouth at her ear. “You’re going to take me, Kelsie. Every fucking inch.”

She shivered, her hands gripping the edge of the bar. “You still have that dirty fucking mouth.”

I hummed in approval.

“Do it, Knox. Make me remember what we shared.”

I didn’t waste time. I pulled my jeans down, freed my throbbing cock, and gripped the girthy base as I notched the pre-cum-soaked crown at her cunt hole but didn’t push in.

When I leaned back, I could see how her pussy glistened with wetness. I panted, straining, the need to impale her making me feel like a wild animal. I ran my dick through her folds, spreading them apart and feeling just how ready she was for me.

“Fuck, you’re wet, baby.” I forced myself to step back so I could push two fingers inside of her body. Kelsie moaned for me right away, her pussy latching onto my fingers, sucking them in deeper. “You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you? Picturing me fucking you like this… bent over the bar like my dirty little slut.”

“Yes,” she gasped, her hips pushing back against my hand, seeking more from me. “God, Knox, please.”

I pulled my fingers out, brought them to my mouth, and sucked them clean. She was sweet and musky and all mine. I was hard as steel, and I didn’t hesitate to line myself up with her pussy hole once again.

“You’re going to scream my name when you come, Kelsie,” I growled, and then I thrust into her, hard and deep.

Her back arched, her nails scraping against the bar as she cried out. She was such a good girl for taking my big-ass cock in one go. She didn’t beg for me to go slower, didn’t plead for me to be gentle. She took what I gave and got even wetter.

I gripped her hips, digging my fingers into her flesh and knowing I was going to leave bruises. I pulled her back onto my cock with every thrust, my thick length filling her pussy completely.

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