My c**k was so hard I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t f*****g blink without seeing her in that tiny shirt. My shirt. Soaked through and clinging to her t**s like sin itself. n*****s so stiff they looked like they hurt. Her bare thighs slick with arousal. Her cunt leaking down her legs like it was crying for me. Begging for me. Her mouth trembling with that bratty little whisper.
I only came to give you your keys, sir.
My hands dropped from the wheel. I looked down. My c**k was bulging against the fabric of my jeans like it was trying to claw its way out. Ten f*****g inches of raging heat.
Thick. Veined. Angry. The head swollen, fighting the seam of my pants with every heartbeat. It looked like a weapon trying to break its cage. A beast trying to be freed.
And f**k, I needed it out.
I didn’t think.
I unbuckled my belt so hard the leather snapped. The zipper went down fast, teeth tearing open like they knew what was coming. I shoved my jeans and boxers down just enough, just low enough, and that’s when it happened.
My c**k spilled out.
It slapped up against my abs with a heavy, wet thud, leaving a trail of slick pre-c*m on my stomach that was already pooling around the base.
The sight of it made my breath catch. The sound made my hips twitch. I looked down at the f*****g thing and
III
The Alpha’s Desire nearly came on sight.
Massive. Thick. The ridge was swollen. Every inch of it looked brutal. Heavy. Filthy. Ten inches of sheer Alpha c**k, hard enough to break someone from the inside out.
I wrapped my hand around it.
Tight.
******g tight.
My fingers didn’t even meet around the base. That’s how thick it was. My grip looked small compared to it. And that made me harder. I groaned as I started to stroke.
Slow at first. Long. From base to tip. My thumb swiped across the slit and gathered the mess there. I brought it to my lips and sucked. f**k.
She tasted like need.
And I imagined her on her knees.
Mouth wide open.
Tongue out.
Eyes glazed.
Waiting.
Dripping.
Begging me to feed her.
I stroked faster.
I imagined her cunt stretching around me. Wet. Shaking. So f*****g small. Too small. I’d tear her open. Break her in half. She’d cry. Scream. Beg.
And I wouldn’t stop.
I’d f**k her through it.
I’d f**k her until her voice gave out.
Until her throat was raw from screaming Daddy.
Until her eyes rolled back and she passed out with my c**k still deep inside her.
My wrist blurred.
The sound of my hand stroking my c**k filled the car. Each slap of skin echoed like applause. My hips jerked forward. I f****d my fist like it was her. I imagined her pinned beneath me. Crying. Scratching. Moaning. f**k. f**k. f**k.
“You did this to me,”
I growled under my breath.
“Standing there dripping like a goddamn w***e and pretending you didn’t know.”
My teeth gritted as I slammed my fist down the length of my c**k. I tightened my grip. Pumped harder.
The Alpha’s Desire
Faster.m.
“I’d shove this c**k so deep inside you the whole pack would hear you scream. You think you could handle this? You think you could take ten f*****g inches of pure Alpha c**k without breaking?”
I was close.
So f*****g close.
My balls slapped against the seat. My abs clenched. I could feel it rising, boiling, twisting in my gut like at storm about to burst.
“You’d beg for it,”
I growled.
“You’d cry with it buried to the base. You’d shake, sob, lose your f*****g mind while I split your cunt open and f**k it raw.”
And that was it.
My whole body jerked. c**k pulsed in my hand.
“Ahhh f**k yes..fuck yes..look at this cock..look at what you do to me, Lyra…”
I pumped hard. Slow at first. Then faster. My wrist twisted at the head. My thumb slid through the mess leaking down the slit. My hips bucked into my fist like I was f*****g her throat.
“Goddamn this d**k is hard for you..ten inches of Alpha c**k…made to destroy that tight little hole..fuck yes..”
I moaned again. Deeper. Louder.
My abs clenched.
My balls were already tight. My thighs were shaking. Sweat rolled down my temple.
I looked down.
Watched my c**k pulse in my hand.
And I f*****g moaned again.
“f**k baby…fuck..this is what you want right..this monster cock..this thick goddamn c**k that would split your cunt in half…”
My teeth sank into my lip.
My head fell back against the headrest.
I didn’t care about the meeting. I didn’t care about control. I didn’t care if the people walking outside could hear me.
I kept talking.
Kept moaning.
Kept claiming her with my voice.
“You’d cry when I shoved this inside you..I know it…tears running down your cheeks…pussy stretch limit… fucking made for this c**k…” the
I could see it.
The Alpha’s Desired
Her on her knees.
Mouth open.
Drooling.
Eyes begging.
Hands gripping my thighs as she sobbed around the head of my c**k, trying to take all of it. Trying to be a good little Omega.
I moaned like I was inside her.
Like I could feel her clenching.
So tight.
So wet.
So small.
“Fuuuck yes..Lyra…fuck yes..baby I’d break you..”
My hand was slick. My wrist was a blur. My body was tensing. I was right there.
My moan came out ragged. Feral. Alpha.
“Ahhh yes..right there..right f*****g there..I’m gonna cum..gonna cover myself in it..make you lick it up..make you swallow every drop..fuck yes..”
My voice cracked.
My thighs bucked.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.