Page 56 of The Syndicater (Dark Verse 6)

His eyes closed briefly. She didn't call him by his given name often, but when she did, it was in the deep moments, so he knew she was saying what she meant, so he would remember that she knew all of him and loved all of him.

"What are you doing?" she asked quietly, almost whispering.

"About to take a shower," he told her. "Why?"

"Are you naked yet?"

Blood rushed from his head right to his cock. Alpha watched as it hardened, standing to attention, his heart beating loudly. This was the first time in weeks that she'd initiated something sexual, weeks of celibacy suddenly hitting him.

"Yeah," he said, but it came out low, almost animalistic. Fuck, he wished she was there.

"Are you hard yet?" The breathy sound and rustling of fabric made him even harder.

"Yeah."

Her breath hitched, and his cock twitched in response. He gripped it in a tattooed hand, tugging it, the pleasure not half as intense as it was with her anything—her mouth, her pussy or her tits. Fuck, herluscioustits.Just remembering them was making him feral.

"I wish you were inside me," she breathed, and he groaned.

"Me too."

"Look at yourself in the mirror," she told him, her voice a soft command. "Look at the body I worship. Wrap your hand around your cock."

"It's already there," he informed her, holding the sink with one hand and tugging on his cock with the other, tip to root, spreading the little fluid leaking from it.

"Imagine it's my hand," she whispered into the line. "My hand wrapped around you, getting you hard and ready for me. Where would you come?"

With his eyes closed, he imagined the scene, imagining her hand, her on her knees, asking him where he wanted to spill.

Inside her.

He wanted to put his cum so deep inside her that it made a baby. He'd breed her so hard into the bed if she were there.

"Your pussy," he rasped.

"Then do it," she urged him on. "Spill inside me. Come inside me."

An orgasm wracked his spine, jets of his cum spraying and spilling into his cupped hand. He felt like a teenager and not a grown man as he came within two minutes.Fuck.

His heart raced as he caught his breath, realizing he'd just nutted for the first time in weeks.

"Shit, I needed that," he told her honestly and heard her light chuckle, the sound making him feel warm.

"I wish I could've joined in." Her breathing changed as her voice got lower. "But I'd feel weird accidentally squirting in someone else's home."

"You will when you get here," Alpha promised her. "I'm going lap you up, rainbow."

She giggled. "Alright, Tarzan. Send the jet over. I'll see when Xander and I can come. It depends on his school schedule."

"Fine." He washed his hands in the sink and walked to the shower, finally turning it on. "Now go sleep. It must be late there."

"You have a good night too, hubby," she chirped into the phone.

Fuck, he loved this woman.

Alpha cleaned himself up and headed to bed. The day had been eventful, but at the end of it, partially sated and partially hopeful, he had one realization. He wanted a family with her.

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