Page 133 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Oh fuck! Baby…nh!" Her back arched and I crouched down, flicking her clit with my tongue as her juices squirted out of her, soaking my hands and chin.

Fuck, that was hot. I moved back, watching her scream in pleasure. Her eyes were closed, her breasts bouncing. My eyes dipped lower as they fell on her pussy, watching her juices gush out. The sight made me fucking hard.

The moment she had rode out her orgasm, I flipped her over onto all fours, slapping her ass as I squeezed it.

"Fuck…" She breathed, I didn’t give her a chance to recover as I thrust into her with full force.

She cried out as I grabbed her hips, holding her in place as I fucked her hard and fast.

"Oh, that’s it." She whimpered. Her screams of pleasure were fucking music to me.

I slapped her ass hard, hearing her hiss from the pain and pleasure. Every fucking thrust hit her core, and I watched her ass bounce every time I slammed into her. Lost in fucking pleasure, I relished the way she felt wrapped around my dick.

Her hands clenched the bedding as I fucked her relentlessly. I felt myself nearing and pulled out, I didn’t want this to end, she whimpered at the loss of contact. I dropped onto the bed, gripping her by her hair as I kissed her roughly. My hand squeezing her ass, she moaned as she climbed on top of me. I stroked her ass, as she gripped my dick and I loved how tiny her hand looked in comparison, as she guided me to her entrance.

I slammed her down onto me and began fucking her once more. She rested her hands on my thighs as she bounced on my dick. I gripped her hips, fucking her hard until she couldn’t even keep up. She leant forward, bracing her hands on my chest. Her moans were breathless.

"Fuck!" She whimpered.

I sat up, grabbed her hair and slammed my lips against hers, kissing her roughly, drawing blood from those plush lips of hers. Plunging my tongue into her mouth, I ravished every fucking inch. Feeling her tighten around my dick.

"Nh…" She groaned as I slammed into her, feeling myself coming and knew she was close too. "I’m coming…"

"Come for me, Amore Mio…" I whispered huskily, as I attacked her neck with rough hot kisses, knowing when I was done she’d be covered in hickeys.

She moaned loudly as her orgasm tore through her, and I came moments later, releasing my seed into her.

"Oh, Alejandro…" She breathed heavily, locking her arms weakly around my neck. She groaned as an aftershock of her orgasm ripped through her. "I love you…"

She looked down at me, pressing her forehead to mine. We were both sweating lightly, breathing hard, our hearts pounding as one. Her hair was a fucking hot mess, her lips sore and looked fucking lush. I kissed them softly.

‘I love you way fucking more.’ I whispered through the link, licking her lips slowly.

She sighed softly, sucking on my bottom lip. My dick was still buried deep within her, and I felt myself twitch. She closed her eyes, as we kissed one another slowly, catching our breath.

My phone began ringing and I frowned, ignoring it. Placing soft kisses down her jaw, glad when it stopped ringing. Only for it to fucking ring again.

I growled and she ran her fingers through my hair.

"It’s probably important." She whispered, getting off my lap, biting her lips as I pulled out. She stumbled a little and she let out a weak giggle as I caught her, pulling her into my lap. "You seriously know how to drain me out."

"I’m not done with you." I said sexily.

The phone stopped ringing only for it to fucking start again. Something wasn’t right. I reached over, picking it up from where I had left it on the charger earlier, and looked at it. Elijah and Rafael had called… so had Darien… Rayhan… the fuck?

"I’ve had several calls…" Kiara said, frowning as she looked at her own phone. "I had it on silent…"

I quickly unlocked my phone and called Rafael, who was the last to call.

"Finally." Rafael said, sounding dead serious.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Rayhan found the witch. Endora will attack in nine days, on All Hallows Eve and we know the location too. It’s not your pack Al, it's Elijah’s."

Kiara gasped as she stood there. Nine days. That didn’t give us much time…

"All our fucking plans…"

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