Page 32 of Cruel Alpha Daddy

“Fiona,” Rider murmurs. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“Oh, God!” I whisper, thrusting my hips at him again. I yank hard on his hair, shoving my clit into his face. He moans in ecstasy, wrapping his arms around my thighs and lapping up all the cum from my climax. The ache inside swells again, reaching a new point of intensity before my clit pulses and I come into his mouth all over again.

He gently runs his lips and tongue around the smooth edges of my hot, wet pussy, paying careful attention to every inch of me. The aching inside has spread to my entire body, colliding with the trembling waves of my climax to leave me floating on a wave of almost complete satisfaction.

Almost complete—because I could let him do this forever.

Slowly, he slides back up, gently running his hands up my thighs. I shiver as my body responds, the aching inside starting again and throbbing in time with my hot, hard nipples and pulsing clit.

When his face is level with mine, I lazily reach up and stroke his cheek with my knuckles. His eyes are fierce, burning with need. I kiss him gently and open my legs further, thrusting towards him and inviting him inside.

He reaches down, undoing his belt to free his cock. I grab his shoulders as hard as I can and thrust towards him, begging for it.

It’s been so long. So many nights, I felt the fire inside me, thinking I would never be able to set it free again. Now, I can’t hold it back.

Just as I feel Rider’s hard cock against my slick, throbbing pussy, he pauses and looks into my eyes. The moment is so intense, it feels like all the air has disappeared from the room.

“I missed you so much,” he whispers.

Pain lances through me, a deep and horrible loneliness that has lived inside me, consuming more of my soul every moment I had to live without him.

I never imagined that he could be suffering, too.

Rider lowers his head, and I close my eyes, feeling his warm lips on mine. As he explores my mouth with his tongue, I stretch out under him, opening my legs and thrusting towards him, aching for his cock.

He runs his hands down my sides, still kissing me as he grabs my waist. I squirm against him, and I’m so hot and wet that all it takes to join us together is one short thrust from his hips.

As his cock slides all the way to the end of me, we both stop, and Kyle lifts his head to look into my eyes. I stroke the back of his neck with feather-light touches from my fingertips, caressing him until I feel goosebumps flaring across his skin. My inner muscles clench around his cock, my pussy soft and slick from all the orgasms he gave me with his tongue. I don’t look away from his eyes as he stares straight at me, our souls completely open to each other as our bodies join.

He groans and presses his hips forward, closing his eyes as the head of his cock grinds into the aching spot at the deepest part of me. My body responds to the pressure, my muscles constricting around him as pleasure sings through me in humming waves.

Rider keeps his head buried against my shoulder as he starts to thrust. At first, his movements are slow and careful, drawing himself out and then teasing me with every single inch on the way back in. As his cock gets thicker and harder, the intensity builds inside me, and I grab his shoulders, wrapping my entire body around him and thrusting against his cock. He stays still for a few moments, letting me control the motion. I work myself against him until another orgasm explodes deep inside me, pleasure rippling through me, bone-deep, leaving me weak and gasping.

Rider starts to thrust again, and I cling to him, crying out every time his body slams into mine. When he looks at me, there is desperation in his gaze now. It almost frightens me. The fast pace takes me to the edge, his hard hands and fierce eyes bringing a hint of fear that makes the next orgasm even more intense.

Harsh gasps explode through my throat as Rider picks up his pace and slams me against the table hard and fast. His cock swells inside me, getting thicker and harder with every stroke.Another orgasm rips through my body, and I throw my head back and shriek with pleasure.

As if in response, Rider’s body stiffens and shudders all over, his muscles trembling as harsh gasps escape his lips. He falls against me, chest heaving as the orgasm crashes through his body. I wrap my arms and legs around him, resting my cheek on his shoulder as my body shudders with wave after wave of pleasure.

His heart beats against mine, and our breath mingles, the rise and fall of our chests making a perfect rhythm. I can’t tell where he ends and I begin.

We are one, as we always have been.

No matter the distance between us, this connection is the only truth my heart knows.

Chapter 13 - Rider

After Fiona and I make love, I can’t bear to stop touching her. I pick her up and carry her into the bedroom, and she wraps her arms around my neck, snuggling against my chest. When I put her on the bed and lie down beside her, she immediately wraps herself around me. It’s as if we’re melding together, our souls as entangled as our bodies.

Even though she seems relaxed and content, I’m uneasy. I can’t forget how all this started.

She really, really wants to go back to her pack.

On the one hand, I can’t blame her. She’s been ripped away from everything she knows, and life here is extremely hard. It will take months to establish enough resources so that our lives are supported by all the basic amenities Fiona is used to in Silver Meadows.

There is another part of me that can’t help feeling betrayed. I know I abandoned her, and it was for all the wrong reasons. I’m fully aware that it was hurtful. Maybe even unforgivable.

But I can feel it in her kiss, in the way she clings to me like she never wants to let go. She loves me still. So why can’t she just let go and be with me?

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