Page 58 of His Temporary Alpha Mate
Even though I protested the treatment and worried about him hurting himself further, it was kind of hot to be manhandled in such a way.
I hadn’t even thought all that much about our size differences. Larken was just Larken to me. He was built bigger, like most alphas were. He stood over six feet to my five-eight. Probably six-three. He had wide shoulders and a trim waist, accentuated by all the training he did. His thighs though, damn they were a work of art! I loved being between them and stroking my hands over the muscles there as I sucked on his cock. The boy never missed leg day, that’s for sure.
Okay, I really wanted to get my mouth on him. I was practically salivating at the thought of my lips being stretched around him. Would he knot my mouth? That would be so hot.
Oh, wow, I was warm!
Empty. I was so empty. I needed Lark to fuck me. After he fucked me, then I’d suck him. I nodded to myself, agreeing to my new plan.
My clothes were stifling me even though I hadn’t grabbed my coat. I tried to take off my vest while hanging limply upside down. I was not that coordinated.
“Hold on,” Lark chided. His stern voice gave me shivers. He was so sexy! I couldn’t wait to have him inside me. I wanted him to breed me.
Lark laughed. “Oh, I’ll breed you alright. All day and night.”
He pushed the door open, but didn’t pause until he was tossing me on the bed.
“Strip,” he ordered. He vanished briefly. I assumed he was locking the door and making sure our pets had everything they needed.
I looked around the room. The comforter was turned down on the bed. The sheets were different. There was a basket of snacks, bottles of water and some potion bottles on the dresser.
At least someone had been productive while I was at work.
Larken returned and frowned. “Dimples, I’m pretty sure I told you to strip. Why are you wearing clothes?”
Under his burning gaze, I stripped. Each inch of skin I unveiled made his fingers twitch, like he was holding back from grabbing me and just taking what he wanted.
Naked, I waited, hard, leaking slick and ready for him.
His clothes joined mine on the floor and really showed me just how my alpha wanted me. His cock was hard, the tip wet with precome.
“You smell delicious like this. I wonder how you taste,” his voice was gravelly with desire.
He grabbed my ankle, pulled, then flipped me.
The move, so powerful and controlled, had me dizzy with desire. My alpha was strong. He would take care of me.
In a sweet move, he kissed the sole of my foot before kissing his way up my leg. He pushed my thighs apart and licked over my taint to my wet hole.
Larken groaned as he took his first taste of my slick. “Damn, that’s sweet, just like you, Dal.”
My mind took itself on vacation as I became a mess of sensations as Larken ate me out like he was starving. All I could think about was how good his tongue felt. His dick would be better, right?
Omegas had it so good! All the slick, the extra nerve endings down there. Oh goddess, what was he doing with his tongue? I was going to die before he fucked me.
He chuckled. “Not before I knot you.”
Apparently, I was speaking all my thoughts out loud.
“You… better… fuck… oh fuck!”
A finger pressed inside me and twisted.
“Ah!” I yelled. “Please!”
So long into our relationship, I knew the feeling of my mate’s body almost as well as my own. His weightpressed down on me and I felt the familiar stretch of his rock hard length pushing inside me.
I sighed with relief. Finally, my alpha’s cock inside me where he belonged.
