Page 36 of Caught in His Sights

The tight ring of muscles stretches, burning with the size of the toy, and I clench and release around it, trying to draw it in farther. The sensation overwhelms me, and I moan as it slides into place with a pop.

I moan when Caleb presses down on the flared base, sinking it deeper, and warm liquid pumps onto my stomach as I come again.

Calloused fingers brush through my hair. “Fuck, you’re perfect. So receptive to everything. So desperate and needing to be bred.”

My hips rock against the bed, the plug massaging my prostate.

Caleb’s tongue sweeps out over his bottom lip, his breaths quickening. “Do you like your present, Oliver? I bought it just for you.”

As he speaks, he undresses, and my thoughts become fuzzy as I fixate on Caleb’s cock. Thick veins cover the shaft, and desire leaks from his slit, revealing that he’s not as in control as he appears. Need burns through me at the sight, and my ass clenches around the toy, wanting something bigger to fill me, despite the burn of already being stretched so wide.

“Want this, don’t you?” Caleb strokes himself, never looking away from me.

I nod and lean toward the edge of the bed, my mouth open and ready.

Caleb moves closer, smearing his cum over my lips before shoving it inside, and I greedily suck him deeper. He curses, dirty praises filling the air as he fucks my throat again, harder than in the alley as he reaches down to play with my dick.

His hand on my hip encourages me to grind my ass against the mattress, and I comply, the burn from the plug fading into nothing but pleasure and a yearning for more.

Caleb groans as his pace stutters, and his release floods my mouth, the salty flavor easing the fever coursing through me, but I still crave more.

As he pulls out, I swallow convulsively, drinking it all down.

“You’re so good.” He strokes my throat. “So perfect.”

It’s been far too long since anyone has praised me, and every time Caleb does, it sends shockwaves through my body.

“Look at how messy you are.” His fingers dip into the cum on my stomach before he pinches my nipples.

My back arches in response, driving the butt plug against my prostate, and my moan fills the room.

Caleb reaches down between my legs. “Are you enjoying my gift?”

I nod, bucking my hips into his hand, desperate for more.

“Is this enough for you?” he asks, his voice thick with desire.

My heart races, and I shake my head. “No, I want your cock.”

His brow lifts. “Is that how you ask?”

Breath catching, I roll onto my stomach, my arms twisting above my head, and lift my ass into the air. “Please take me, Alpha.”

12

The mattress dips beneath Caleb’s weight as he joins me on the bed, and his hands slide over my quivering thighs.

“Should I turn on the security cameras, Oliver?” he asks, his voice teasing. “Let the guards see what a needy mess you are?”

My hips drop, trying to hide. As much as I’ve fantasized about being seen like this, it’s never been while I’m out of my mind with Heat.

“Don’t worry.” Caleb leans over me, his body cool on my burning flesh, his breath hot against my ear. “This sight is only for me.”

Straightening, his strong fingers grip my waist, lifting me back into position. Broad hands smooth over my ass, spreading me open to play with the butt plug, pushing it deeper before slowly dragging it out.

The bulk at the center stretches me, and he pauses there, leaving me gasping. “Does it hurt?”

Is he worried I won’t be able to take his size?

---