Page 101 of Two For the Show
“Fuck me, Alpha. Now. Now.” I grab him by the shoulders and haul him up, and he comes willingly.
When he presses his lips to mine, I taste myself, licking into his mouth and nipping his bottom lip. I reach between us and grab his cock, leading it in my entrance and wiggling my hips down on it.
He takes over, hips thrusting forward eagerly. He whimpers at the first stroke, head dropping to rest on myshoulder as his body shudders with the overwhelming sensations. I hike my leg up around his hip and push forward, urging him to move, to fuck me like he needs me.
“Fuck, Alex,” he nearly sobs, pulling his hips back and slamming into me. “Fuck fuck, you feel so good.”
I can’t respond, my nails digging into his back as I lose myself to the pleasure of him. My eyes roll back as he grinds his hips into me, putting a delicious, rough pressure on my clit that has my breath leaving me in needy little bursts.
When he starts making this sound that is primarily a moan but has a little bit of a whine to it, and I feel his desire and desperation through the bond, I clench around him, my orgasm coming on suddenly. A surprised yelp leaves him as I use my leg to pull him closer, popping his knot into me.
Dexter makes several shallow thrusts, his knot stopping him from fully retreating. He whimpers and gasps as he comes, filling me up before his knot fully inflates and locks us together. The pressure on his knot has him whimpering as he falls forward, trying his best to keep most of his weight off me but failing.
I giggle and do my best to flip us onto our sides, so we can cuddle properly as we wait for his knot to deflate enough to get truly comfortable.
“That was so good, Alpha,” I whisper against the hollow of his throat. “So, so good.”
“Yeah?” His voice is hopeful. “You’re not just saying that?”
One day, hopefully by the end of this heat, Dexter will be confident in his ability to please me. But until then, I don’t mind praising him when he needs it.
“I’m not just saying that. You’re incredible, Dexter. In so many ways.”
He buries his face into my hair, and peace loosens my muscles. I’m where I’m supposed to be.
It’s one of the last thoughts I have before the heat consumes me.
I feellike I’m on fire. Like the worst fever I’ve ever had, but I also fell into hell.
What did I do to deserve a trip to hell? I was a good person. A doctor. I helped people. I shouldn’t be in hell.
If I even believe in hell.
Why am I thinking about the concept of hell?
Oh right. I’m on fuckingfire.
I reach blindly, trying to find something to give me relief, and my hand lands on a firm body. Without looking, I run my hand down the man’s chest until I palm his cock through his boxers.
I can’t tell which of my men it is since all of their scents are so heavy in the air, but whoever it is hardens quickly under my grip as I squeeze and stroke him.
“What a way to wake up,” Dario says with a sleepy slur.
“Alpha,” I sigh, rolling over to lie on top of him. “Need you.”
“You have me.” He wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me deeply. I’m aware, on some level, that this will be the first time we take this step, and I want to do my best to be present for it. However, I’m hurting and need him so badly that I worry I can’t take it slow.
I want to savor this. To remember every part of it.Surreptitiously, I pinch myself, trying to clear the heat fog from my brain.
It kind of works.
Kind of.
Dario holds me tight before he flips us, purring softly as he runs his hands all over my body. “You smell like pack,” he says. “Like the best parts of all of us.”
“I’m only missing yours,” I say, gripping his hair and pulling his mouth to mine. “Need your cum, Alpha. Your scent. You. You. You.”
His teeth are flashing white even in the darkness of his trailer as he grins at me. “Well, who am I to deny a request like that?”
