Page 11 of The Alpha's Heir

Sex on Fire

*** Preston ***

After spending a couple of hours worrying about what that crazy woman said, I see reason. Amber can fight the allegations. They say that widows can become crazy when they lose their mate. I am not going to hold much store in what that stupid woman threatened but first thing tomorrow I will go and let Aiden know what happened.

A great idea of how to bolster Amber comes to me. Last year, she made a request for us to try bondage. She likes to push our boundaries. However, since we have officially mated and marked each other, there has been a whole different level of intimacy between us. It is gentler, more loving, and tender, but I know she still likes all that kinky stuff too.

This time, I will initiate it. She dressed up as Wonder Woman for me one time and I loved it. I will dress up as a fireman for her and I am going to do all kinds of filthy stuff I have held back from doing with her. One time she did tell me that she found the fireman's uniform sexy and would love a fireman’s lift. I just want her to slide down my pole!

My Red still likes to act like she is as tough as old boots, but I know her like no-one else does. This trial has really got to her and then her own trial is just around the corner. To top it off, she wants to connect with her mother, and so far she hasn’t been able to locate her.

A good de-stress is just what my baby needs, and it is going to start with a strip tease from a horny fireman.

She loves the dress-up and role play. Although, at this moment in time I think I love it more than her. Not particularly the dressing up as such, but her reaction to it. The way she excitedly drops to her knees and deepthroats me makes me wonder what else would turn her on?

A seductive strip tease especially for her goes too far and she sucks my cock until I blow. Afterwards I pick her up, and carry her over my shoulder in a traditional fireman’s lift to our bedroom. My desire to take my time and really work her up into a frenzy is at odds with my yearning to be balls deep inside her.

“Please, Preston, don’t torture me anymore. Please!” She is begging, becoming wetter and wetter as she pleads for me to let her come. She likes being tortured, she likes to beg for it.

“Tell me how you want it, tell me what to do.” She flips me over and straddles me, sliding down my cock just as I fantasised about.

“Frig me Preston, rub my clit until I come all over you,” she demands and, Goddess be damned, my cock becomes even harder.

Her pussy is wet and warm against my hand, and Amber moans as I run my fingers over her sensitive clit . Amber grinds on me and I pinch her clit, extracting a squeal from her, a squeal of pain and delight all at the same time. Then I flick my fingertips lightly over the tip of her clit until I feel her wetness coat my hand, and she spasms as she throws her head back.

“Yes, yes, Preston. Yes, like that. Just. Like. That.” She shouts as I thrust my hips up to meet her demands. As her climax takes over her body, I quicken my pace and I come again too, which causes little shockwaves to continue to ravage Amber’s delicate little folds and clit.

Afterwards, I let her sleep. I wrap her up in a sheet while I get some food and drink for us. She’ll be ravenous when she wakes in a little while.

The crazy widow interrupts my thoughts as soon as I’m away from my mate. I can’t get any peace from her and her threats against my Red. First thing tomorrow morning, I need to talk to Aiden about this before I lose my mind.

The more I try to blank the crazy widow out, the more intrusive the thoughts become, until my heart is hammering away erratically and I am frantically searching for air to fill my lungs.

My terror increases for Amber; I can’t lose her, not now. Not after everything we have been through and when we are just on the cusp of our own bliss.

There is so much I want from a long life with her. It starts with a Mating Ceremony and a human wedding. We both want a couple of pups and a family. No matter what, I only want it with Amber.

Amber will flip when I tell her everything the widow said to me, but I don’t have any choice. Keeping this from her would almost certainly come back and bite me on my ass.

I climb back into bed with Amber after placing a bottle of water at her bedside. She is warm and snuggly, reminding me of a little cat.

I whisper against her beautiful head of red curls. “I love you, Amber Goldrick, and I would protect you with my life. I would give my life and happiness for yours. But first, I am going to fight tooth and nail for what is ours, for what I have been dreaming for all this time.”

Filled with resolve to fight for what is mine, I plan my fight for Amber. My fight for us.

*** Aiden ***

Eva is a nervous wreck, and I am trying everything to get her to settle down but she is worrying about tomorrow now that the trial for Ellis has been postponed.

“I should have spoken to him earlier, Aiden. I am such a weakling. I hate being scared. I want to be brave and powerful,” she says sadly.

No matter what I tell her, she will not accept that she isn’t in the wrong and that she has gone above and beyond to help Ellis despite him being a stubborn little shit. Despite him being the one who hurt her.

“Eva, sweetheart, you have done everything you can. Please just… come here and sit with me.” I open my arms to her but she continues to hesitate.

She’s all wound up and filled with unnecessary guilt.

“Would you like me to call one of the Elders and ask to speak to them again on your behalf?” She shakes her head at me.

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