Page 23 of Sold to the Alphas

I was more than willing to let her lead me to hell if she wanted to.

“Elisabed...you’re driving me insane.” My voice was hoarse and rough. I could barely think past the way her body responded to me, the way she moaned and shifted beneath me as if she couldn’t get enough of me either.

“Please,” she breathed, her voice raw. “I need you.”

I brushed her hair back from her face, my touch soft despite the chaos inside me, and smirked at her. “What do you need, baby?” I asked quietly, my thumb gently brushing her lip. “Show me.”

She didn’t waste time, immediately moving her hands down my chest to the button of my pants. Her fingers trembled a little, but they worked deftly, undoing my button and shoving my pants down until my cock was freed.

She wrapped her hand around my length without me asking, and I couldn’t help but groan at the sudden squeeze.

“Shh, Alpha,” she said, her voice rough but teasing at the same time. “There are little ears downstairs. We don’t want anyone to hear us.”

I was so gobsmacked by this side of her—a teasing, playful side—that I barely registered what she was saying to me. But then I nodded and leaned down, the tip of my nose brushing against hers.

“We’ll have to keep each other quiet, then,” I said softly, before crushing our lips together.

The kiss muffled our strangled moans, and she kept stroking my cock, winding me higher and higher as she did. I shoved one hand between her thighs in return, practically tearing her pants in half in my effort to get them down enough that I could reach her pussy. She was so fucking hot and slick when I finally managed to reach what I wanted.

“This all for me, Omega?” I whispered. I teased her clit, already so swollen and hard and sensitive, and she moaned quietly, throwing her head back.

“Yes, Alpha, fuck, please...”

She wasn’t shy about asking for what she wanted, and I was loathe to deny her, especially when I could feel our time quickly running out.

We couldn’t stay in Raol’s territory for too long. It was dangerous. And though I knew that Marshall and Finn could take care of themselves, I didn’t want to leave them alone for too long, either.

I pulled my hand away from her pussy and knocked her hand away from my cock. This would be fast and dirty, but lucky for me, I had the feeling that she would like it that way.

“Good girl,” I breathed, nudging my way between her thighs. She spread them willingly for me, her eyes glazed over with need. Her scent was aroused, her thighs shining with her slick when I looked down and lined myself up. It was fucking mouthwatering, and if we had more time, I would be between her legs, tasting her.

Another time, another time.

“Please, August, don’t tease me,” she whined, her fingers scrabbling at my chest. Her nails caught, and I hissed at the mild pain before I caught her hands and pressed them flat on either side of her head, pinning her in place.

“I’ll do what I want with you, Omega,” I growled, mostly playfully but with a hint of command that made her shiver. “And you’ll fucking love it.”

Her eyes flashed, and I saw her warring with herself. She wanted me to fuck her, and she didn’t want me to tease. If she kept arguing with me, she knew that that was exactly what I would do.

Her desires won out over her need to be contrary, and she whined softly before she whispered, “Please, I need you inside me. Now, August,please.”

I groaned, and I was nearly blinded by pleasure as I sank inside her pussy. She was so hot and tight and fuckingslickit nearly drove me into a rut just by virtue of feeling her.

I buried my face in her neck and set a quick pace, thrusting into her and muffling my growls against her skin. Her arms wound around me, clinging to me as she followed my lead. The sound of her whimpers and soft omega whines against my neck was something I wanted to hear every day until we were old and wrinkled, and it lit me up from the inside out.

I fucked her harder, pressing my lips against her ear so I could whisper to her without the entire house hearing. “You like that, Elisabed? You like my cock?”

She whimpered and nodded. Her fingers dug harshly into the back of my neck, but the tiny bites of pain only made me fuck her faster.

“I know you do,” I growled. “I can feel it. Your pussy was made for me, baby, you know that? Everything about you is sofuckingperfect. You’re mine. My girl.Myomega.”

I shoved one hand between the two of us as I spoke, and I worked her clit hard and fast. Her hips shied away from touch, just for a second, and then she clamped down around me and rode my cock harder, her hips jerking upwards to meet my thrust every time I bottomed out inside of her.

It was primal. It was almost feral. It was fuckingperfect, and I could feel the anxiety of our situation fading away the longer we were here together in her childhood bedroom. It was far from an ideal place for a tryst, but Elisabed’s body relaxed the longer I fucked her, and a tiny voice in the back of my head said that she’d needed this.

Just like she needed to fucking come.

The walls of her pussy fluttered around me, and I could smell how close she was. Her whimpers and whines grew louder and more intense, and I had to fight back my wolf, so desperate to shift and claim her. I fucked her harder, biding my own orgasm, determined to see her get hers before I flooded her perfect pussy with my cum.

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