Fated To the Alpha by Jessica Hall
Chapter 270
A m0an escaped, and my shoulders ached, yet I pushed back against his hot, fiery mouth, devouring me. His fingers dug into my a*ss cheeks, forcing them apart, yet the feeling of euphoria that rushed through me made my mind blank. I couldn’t care less about what he was doing, as long as he didn’t stop.
His hands slid down the backs of my th!ghs, pushing my legs further apart as he tilted his face to a different angle, his tongue slipping inside me as he lapped at the juices escaping me, making my legs tremble. My breathing turned to pants as his hot tongue moved back to my cl*t.
He svcked on it, swirling his tongue around the swollen bud, making me cry out. His hands squeezing my th!ghs are the only thing keeping me upright, my legs shaking terribly when I feel my stomach tighten, my h!ps rock against his mouth, chasing the building sensation.
My toes Do curl, digging into the floor as I reach my cl!max and shatter. My legs go weak, and his grip tightens as he f0rces me to remain upright, his tongue relentless as I ride out, the waves of my 0rg@sm that ripples through me, leaving me breathless.
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He stood with one last flick of his tongue, and my knees buckled beneath me when he gripped my wrists, yanking me upright. His hand wraps around my throat, his chest presses against my back as he tugs me against him, his other hand pressed flat to my stomach.
trails up He n!ps at my mark before his tongue the side of my neck to behind my ear. He flicks my ear with his tug before tugging it with his teeth. His hand on my stomach moves to cup my oversensitive pvssy, his fingers teasing.
The cold draft from the broken windows was welcomed. My skin flushed and burned, and his teasing fingers drove me insane. The cool air is pleasant as it caresses my heated skin.
Kyan growls, sliding two fingers in me, pumping them in and out of me slowly while his lips n!pped and licked my skin before he abruptly pulled his finger out and turned me to face him. Kyan chuckled, earning a growl from me when he shoves me backward on the bed.
He crawls on the bed between my legs, his arm going under my wa!st as he lifts me further up the bed toward the bed head. His lips cover mine, and he f0rces his tongue between my lips, tasting every inch of my mouth before laughing again, making me giggle.
“What?” I laughed. He shakes his head. Nothing I will tell you later,” he says, shoving me on my back. I squ!rm, my shoulders aching more now that I lay on my back. I tugged on my wrists, which were rubbing together painfully. Kyan’s hand goes under my back to my wrists, and I feel him undo them.
I sigh, rolling my shoulders, only for him to grab my wrists again. I glare at him, and he chuckles, sitting on his knees. He grips my h!ps, dragging me closer to him and pulling my legs over the top of his th!ghs before reaching into the top drawer of Jonah’s bedside table
He pulls out a rolled-up silver tie and a black one. “Kye?” I wanted to touch him, but clearly, he had other plans as he tied my wrists with the silver one before looping the black one through them and securing my wrists to the headboard.
“There is something wrong with you,” I tell him, and he smirks before palming my br*east. His finger swirls around my areola, making my n!pple harden under his touch when he pinches, rolling it between his fingers, making me hiss.
“No, there is something wrong with you for agreeing to something you have no idea about, just because you saw it in a movie,” he laughs. “You better not spank me again, so help me, god, I will,” he twists my n!pple, making me cry out.
“You’ll what, Ella?” he growled before dipping his head and svcking on the n!pple he just a*s*saulted. My back arches, loving the feel of his tongue on my body when he sits up. His hand runs over my th!gh, his eyes between my legs while the other strokes his hardened length.
Kyan ran the tip between my w*et folds before smirking. He grips my h!ps, dragging my a*ss higher up in his lap. Kyan grabbed the back of my left knee, forcing it to my chest before leaning forward, so the back of my knee pressed against his shoulder.
He leans down and presses his lips to mine. I answered his k!ss instantly as he settled his weight against me, hooking my other leg around his wa!st. His er*ction pressing against my slit, and I roll my h!ps, coating his length in my arousal.
Kyan gr0ans before his hand moves between our bod*ies, and he adjusts himself, the tip of him pressing against my entrance, and I gasp, pulling my lips away, looking at the rather odd position I was in.
Kyan k!sses my knee before pressing his lips softly against mine before he shoves in with one hard thrust, making my lips part as pain rippled through me. His c00k smashes into my ce*rvix painfully. He stills, giving me time to adjust to his size, n!pping and licking at my lips, his pelvis flush against me.
He pulls out slowly and gr0ans, pressing his forehead against mine before gently pushing back in; Kyan moves slowly, letting me adjust to the position and him. I go to wrap my arms around his neck, forgetting they are tied above my head when he k!sses me.
His tongue invades my good mouth and tangles with mine, and I rock my h!ps against him, desire flaring violently when he pulls out, ramming back in, making me gasp with the brutal momentum. My walls flutter around his c*oc*k, squeezing him as he builds up friction.
Kyan growls, plunging in harder, impaling me on his c*oc*k, his c*oc*k hitting against my ce*rvix painfully, but the pain is overridden by the sensation that pools in my stomach from the friction. Or My airy cries of ple@sure fill the room. I push my restrained hands against the headboard, pushing against Kyan as he pounded into me.
Warmth courses through me when my stomach tightens, my inner walls clenching. I m0aned loudly as I reached the precipice and was shoved over violently; Kyan slams into me harder, and I cry out, my pvssy pulsating when he stills, warmth fills my stomach, his c*oc*k twitching inside me, and warm ropes of his release bathe my insides.
Kyan gr0ans and my leg slips off his shoulder as he drops his weight on me, and we both try to catch our breath. Kyan k!sses my jaw, his hand palming and kneading my br*east softly. When I tug on my hands, he reaches above my head.
Claws slip out of his fingertips, slicing through the tie holding my wrists together, and I wrap my arms around his neck. He smiles when I tug his lips to mine and k!ss him gently, my tongue tracing his bottom lip before he growls, ni!pping at it; I laugh, and Kyan pecks my lips. “I love you,” He whispers.
“I love you more,” I tell him before yawning. Kyan pecks my cheek before pulling out of me, and I stretch before rolling onto my stomach. Kyan laughs, and I turn my face to him on the pillow and raise an eyebrow at him.
“What is so funny?” I ask. “Jonah is?” he laughed while getting up. Furrowing my brows, I stare at him, wondering what he is talking about; Jonah felt fine through the bond. “What is funny about Jonah?” “He gets to lay in your w*et spot,” Kyan laughs.
I sit up, looking at Jonah’s side of the bed. “Kyan!” I hissed, but he just laughed while sauntering off to the bathroom.