Page 118 of Caged Between the Beta & Alpha
Oh, Goddess. The guy definitely had strength and, by the looks of it, stamina.
Before he even had the chance to climb on top of me, I had his shirt off, the sparks from my hands on his skin only growing that much more intense without the fabric between us. His lips move to my neck. Everything in my being cried out for him to sink his teeth into it, but I became slightly distracted when his jeans definitely didn’t want to come off as easily as his fucking shirt.
“How tight are these? Did you paint them on?” I asked with a small smile. Zack pulled back from my neck, smirking down at me struggling to remove the denim pants.
“I thought you liked these jeans on me. You always seem to pay attention when I’m wearing them...”
He ignored my struggle, moving his lips back to my neck and grinding his denim-covered dick against my own. For a second, I lost all fucking thoughts of anything but how it felt to have him against me like this. Then I remembered how much better it would be if he was all I could feel.
“So, are you attached to them?” I asked as he sucked deep on my neck, ignoring my question completely and causing my back to arch up off the bed. My naked chest brushed against his, and he growled when his nipples stroked against my own.
Fuck… he likes that…
“Kind of, they’re my favou-” he was cut off as I tore the jeans off of him, the sound loud in the room.
I thought he might be pissed, staring at the scraps of material that lay in tatters on my bed, but instead, it only seemed to fuel the growing fire within him. He straddled my hips and pressed his body down against my solid cock. I looked up at him, finally letting myself take in the sight of him above me like this. Almost every night since the day we found out we were mated... I’d imagined this so many times…
It’s even better than I imagined.
He pressed his hands down on either side of my head on the pillow, lifting himself up just enough that I could slip his boxers down his legs and uncage the beast within.
Holy shit... a beast it is indeed.Yeah, I was definitely going to feel that in the morning.
Zack smirked as he watched my eyes grow wide at the sight of his solid monster, saliva filling my mouth when he slowly ran his hand down his abs and grazed his fingertips at his bobbing length.
“Scared?”
Me? Scared? No... Nope... kind of. But I was not going to show him that.
I’d been with guys before, a few actually, but I’d never been with someone like him, someone who could make my heart race with a single look. Someone put on this planet just for me.
He was made for you, Taylor. He was fucking made for you.
So was that.
I slipped down between his legs, his body still hovering above me as I moved my hands around his back and pressed until I could suck his nipple into my mouth. If I wasn’t hard before, then the sound of euphoria that left his lips the instant I flicked his bead with my tongue would have done it. He was so fucking sexy. Placing one hand in the middle of his shoulder blades, I began to twirl my fingers around his awaiting nipple, flicking and pinching it, making him moan in pleasure.
“Fuck...”
The spark of pleasure that ignited between his skin and my lips was enough to make my head dizzy, but it was the feeling of him leaking pre-cum onto my stomach that pushed me over the edge. He tried to move, but I didn’t let him, keeping my grip on him firm as I ran my tongue down from his chest, slipping further and further between his legs as I kissed his stomach until I came face to face with his pleading cock.
“Tay... you...” he trailed off when I swirled my tongue along his tip. I loved that reaction…
His dick was so fucking big I could feel my lips stretching to their max just to wrap around him. It should have been uncomfortable, but honestly, it just felt so damn good. I’d always liked a man who could push my limits, and something told me that I was going to find a whole new level with Zack.
I only took his tip in to start, slowly rolling my tongue around it teasingly. My eyes stayed on him while his head tilted back as a string of swears and groans left his lips. I knew I should wind him up a bit more, I should tease every inch of him, but the moment he started to slide across my tongue, I knew what I wanted. Instead, I grabbed hold of his ass and slammed his entire length down into my throat.
“Taylor! Fuck!”
I knew he’d like it hard and fast. Everything about him screamed rough. Guiding him back by his hips slowly until only his tip sat in my mouth again, I waited before I pressed him forward fully into my throat, but I could sense his hesitation from him.
Why are you holding back?I asked through the link, feeling his thighs shake as I flicked my tongue against his tip.
I don’t want to hurt you.
Cute, but does he really think I’m that fragile?I’m gay, I’m not flipping China.Okay then, hard way it is.
This time, when I grabbed his hips and forced him into me, I slipped my hands around until my fingers sat at his crack. I felt him tense, pausing with his dick firmly inside my throat as I slipped my finger between his cheeks and started to stroke over his little hole.
