Page 23 of Naughty Elf: Alfie
“I love you so much, too,” he says.
Finally, my knot goes down. Pisces slides off me, flopping to his back, staring at the ceiling.
“Round one done.”
“Do you feel okay? Should we shower and eat something? You need to at least hydrate.”
He nods. “I should be good for a couple of hours now.” When he pushes off the bed, my cum drips from his hole.
“Wait. Hands on the bed.” He looks at me in confusion until I drop to my knees. “Let me clean you up?” I lick my lips, hoping he gets what I mean.
He follows direction and I get to work slurping up the treat of his slick and my cum blended together. If I could have this every day, I’d die happy. Pisces pants and squirms. He pulls his cheeks apart for me and I devour his taste until he’s coming again.
“Now we can shower.” I pick him up, making him squeal.
Chapter 10
Pisces
My tongue sticksout as I rearrange the letters.
KNOTS ARE FUN
Alfie will appreciate that. We’re between the last of my heat waves, but I feel another coming on. I fill a cup with ice water and down half of it in a few gulps. Alfie’s resting for now. I’ve exhausted him. I’m a rabbit. No alpha has been able to keep up with my heat. At the clinic, I usually went through three alphas at the very least. After my first heat there, they made sure to note down I’d need three to five alphas per heat. I was embarrassed at first, but I learned to embrace it. But I nevereverwant to have multiple partners per heat ever again. Alfie is it for me.
KNOT ME
I LOVE MY ALPHA
COVER ME IN CUM
I giggle with each new silly phrase.
EAT MY ASS
“Mmmm, I love eating your ass.” Alfie wraps his arms around me and nuzzles his nose against my throat. “And knotting you. And covering you in my cum.”
“Eat.” I hand him the sandwich I made him.
He eyes my glass of water, and I take another sip. “Already ate.”
I take in his pretty honey eyes as he watches me while he eats. I think he’s trying to see if he can tell the moment the next wave hits. The signs are subtle other than a gush of slick from my ass.
“There it is,” he says around a bite. He places his plate on the counter and wipes his hands on a dishtowel.
“Finish your food,” I laugh. “This wave won’t hit so hard. It’ll probably be my last for this heat.”
His shoulders drop, and he looks almost disappointed, but he goes back to eating. And watching.
Sweat breaks out on my brow and upper lip. I swallow as more slick rushes from my hole. I take another sip of water before cramps start.
I hop up on the counter, waiting for Alfie to finish, then wash his hands. When his back is turned I spread my legs and scoot my bottom off the edge.
“Fuck me alpha. Right here.”
“Gladly.” He moans, and he plunges into me with one thrust of his hips.
“Fuck. Fuck.” He pounds me the way I need and I hold on to him for dear life. “Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop.”
