Vince leaned down, spreading my cheeks wide. For a moment I thought he was going to give me a good rim before we got started. Instead, he spit on my hole, smeared it over my skin, and straightened back up. I felt a shiver go up my spine as the head of his cock came to rest against my ass. It pulsed gently against my sensitive skin. Already I could feel my ass twitching, desperate to have Vince inside me at last.
“Please,” I begged. “Please fuck me.”
Vince didn’t reply. Instead he rocked his hips forward, the thick head of his cock forcing its way into me. It took a moment to get used to this new intruder, but my body adjusted quickly. Before I knew it, a rush of pleasure shot through my system as his cock head slipped past my ring. I relaxed against the tree, moaning loudly.
“I knew you’d like my cock,” Vince growled, pushing himself in deeper. “You’ll take anything, won’t you? You’re just hungry for cum.”
I didn’t have the focus to answer. All I could think about was that cock sliding all the way to the hilt, hitting every button I had along the way. Vince groaned happily, wiggling back and forth as he buried himself as far as he could go. His balls were tight against my ass as he grabbed both my shoulders and began to thrust.
It was all I could do to just hang on. I was absolutely lost in the sensation wracking my body. Each thrust of Vince’s hips lit me up like a Christmas tree, my brain practically shutting down from the overstimulation. I’d never felt anything like this, even when I bottomed for other guys on a rare occasion. There was something about Vince, something about the way he touched me, the way he smelled, and the connection between us that drove me to heights of pleasure I’d never known before.
There was only one explanation. The mate bond. It had to be.
But I didn’t have time to think about that right now. Vince continued to rail me up against the tree, his fingers digging into my skin. I could already tell by the way he was moving that he wasn’t going to last long. And I didn’t care. I wanted his cum inside me so bad I could practically taste it. I didn’t need a marathon, I just wanted him to use me, to make me his.
“Fuck,” Vince groaned, his balls slapping against my ass. “I’m gonna fill that fucking hole of yours.”
“Please,” I begged. “Please breed me!”
I could almost hear the grin pull across his lips. His hands came to my hips and he pounded me even harder. My cock swung wildly between my legs, precum flying in all directions as I held on for dear life. My prostate was taking the beating of its life and that rush of endorphins was so intense, I barely knew where I was.
Then, I felt Vince’s grip tighten and his body tense. His cock swelled inside me as a low growl built in his throat. With one last cry, he slammed his cock to the hilt, his balls pulsing against my cheeks as he filled me with his hot seed.
His scent hit me like a truck, the orgasm causing it to fill the clearing around us. My body relaxed back against him, my hole pulsing around his cock. I couldn’t tell if I was excited or turning into a puddle. Maybe it was a little of both.
However, Vince wasn’t done with me yet.
Keeping his cock firmly buried inside me, Vince reached around, wrapping his hand around my still rock-hard cock. Grinding his hips against my ass, he slowly stroked me, using my precum as lube. I moaned like a bitch in heat.
“Cum for me,” he whispered in my ear, his teeth grazing my neck.
I didn’t have to be told twice. Between the pounding and his cock still lodged against my prostate, I wasn’t far from the edge. And I wanted to cum for him. I wanted to show him that being bred by his beautiful cock was all I needed to get off.
It only took a few strokes before my body tensed and I let out a pathetic whimper, filling his hand with my massive load.
Vince leaned back, his cock coming out of my ass with a rush of cum that immediately ran down my leg. I turned around slowly, my vision still blurred from the intensity of my own orgasm. I saw him licking my cum off his fingers, a big smile on his face.
“Not bad,” he smirked. “Now clean yourself up before someone sees you, you filthy slut. This is a family park.”
Chapter Seventeen: Vincent
My mood softened where River was concerned after our outing in the park. Maybe it was because he let me fuck him and maybe it was because I got to dominate an Alpha. Or possibly it was because I realized that he trusted me. If he didn’t, he never would’ve let me breed him like that. That wasn’t something Alpha wolves did lightly.
He’d let me in, literally. And I was finally starting to feel like he wasn’t going to run away from me again. That same familiar longing for him had been growing in my chest since that day he helped me at the pizza shop. Spending that night together rekindled the flame I’d had for him. Not that it ever went out to begin with, but it definitely grew stronger that night.
Of course, if I was being honest, that day on the beach when he’d called me his mate… that was the day I knew things were serious. No wolf said those words lightly, especially not an Alpha. He told me his wolf took over him at that moment and that’s how I knew that he didn’t lie when he said it. I still wasn’t happy about him scaring off my date and he still wasn’t totally forgiven for that, but I was slowly warming up to him again.
And that’s why, after our little trip in the park, I asked him to come home with me.
River followed me in his van back to my apartment without question. I waited for him outside my door to catch up. When he got there, I unlocked the door, took him by the hand, and pulled him in behind me. He seemed a bit shocked that I was being so openly affectionate. But I figured he’d earned it. After nearly a week of him groveling day and night, I thought he deserved a little bit of care in return.
“There’s a shower if you want to use it,” I said, gesturing toward the bathroom. “I know you’ve probably got sand in places you didn’t know you had after all that.”
He nodded, heading for the door without saying a word.
“And if you don’t mind,” I added. “I’ll join you in a minute.”
“Okay.”