Page 77 of Forced Alpha Bride
The orgasm crashes through me, an explosion that makes my insides spasm, spreading through my pounding clit and setting my skin alight with trails of fire. I can barely breathe as Damon raises his head just slightly to look up at me.
“Your pussy is so good,” he whispers, lowering his mouth for another long, slow lick. “I could eat it all day.”
Another wave of pleasure rushes through me, and Damon presses his lips to my clit again, lapping along my pussy and teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue. He keeps gently sucking on it until another orgasm makes me writhe and squirm in his arms.
My chest heaves as I try to remember how to breathe. Pleasure ripples over my skin, and deep inside, I’m still aching, throbbing, burning for his touch.
“Are you alright, Winnie?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whisper. “I’m okay.”
“Do you want more?”
I take my hands away from my face to see him kneeling between my legs, a truly devilish smile on his face. He licks his lips for emphasis.
“I need… I need you to fuck me.”
“More than happy to oblige,” he says, standing up. I watch him slowly take off his pants, only realizing halfway through the show that he’s taking his time for my benefit.
He is so completely gorgeous. Every inch of him.
Damon flexes a little, curling his arms to make the muscle bulge. He does a little twist, showing off his abs and thighs, turning to make sure I get a look at his tapered waist and tight ass.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to come again before you can even touch me with your cock,” I say.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” he teases, leaning over to bring his face close to mine. “I didn’t realize that was a problem.”
“It’s not,” I say, kissing him.
Damon kisses me incredibly gently, teasing me gently with his tongue before leaning in and deepening the kiss. I grab his shoulders, trying to pull him down on top of me. He lets out a laugh.
“You’re ready?”
“Yes, I’m ready!” I shout. “For fuck’s sake, fuck me!”
Damon laughs, grabbing me and bringing me to the floor. I barely feel the impact as he covers my body with his, kissing me deeply as he slowly thrusts his hips forward, parting my thighs with his knees.
He presses me into the floor, my mouth wide open to receive his kiss as I feel his hard, throbbing cock against myhot, wet pussy. I squirm underneath him as he slowly presses forward with his hips, keeping me pinned with his body and his tongue.
As his cock slides in, I thrash under him, clutching his shoulders as I try to moan and cry out through our kiss. He groans in satisfaction, thrills of goosebumps rushing across his skin as he sinks into me, inch by inch.
Damon leans his head back, sighing as his hips slide all the way home, as deep inside me as he can possibly go. I open my legs and push my pelvis towards him, feeling the hard length of him driving into the deepest part of me as my pussy spasms around him.
I cling to him, writhing as my body screams with fierce, almost violent release. When he looks down at me, there is a serious look lurking in his eyes, slightly at odds with the smile that shows how much he’s enjoying my pleasure.
The wave subsides a little, and I reach up to stroke his face, running my fingers down his cheek.
“Winnie,” he whispers. “I—”
He looks away, as if he simply can’t finish the sentence. A little bubble of nerves rises in my chest as I realize what he was about to say.
But can I say it back?
Damon starts to thrust, hard and fast. He keeps his head down, watching my breasts bounce as he thrusts harder and faster. I have to dig my heels into his ass and cling to his shoulders, rocking back and forth under the force of his body.
He thickens inside me, making my moans turn into screams as he touches more of my body than he ever has before. The aching pressure inside me reaches a pounding crescendo assomething inside me opens up, and I throw my head back and scream, inviting him into me.
Damon cries out, a groan that seems to rip his chest in two. His cock swells, filling me completely. He gives two more incredibly deep, hard thrusts, and I feel his release rippling through his body, cresting from the place we’re joined together to every inch of his body.
