Page 11 of The Alpha's Forbidden Heir

"You're so big... " she breathes, reaching down to stroke the rigid length of me through my trousers.

I arch into her touch, groaning at the feel of her small hand on me. "Not nearly big enough to satisfy you, pet," I tease, rolling my hips.

Aria leans forward, nipping at my jaw, then trailing kisses down my throat, her hands roaming over my chest, eliciting a shudder from me. My hands tangle in her hair, holding her close as herlips find a spot beneath my ear, suckling the tender skin, driving me wild.

"Oh, God, Aria... I can't wait any longer..."

Her warm hand skims lower, grasping me through the thin material of my pants, squeezing gently. I buck against her, my body pleading for release from the confines of my clothing. She smiles against my throat, a wicked, sexy grin that promises untold pleasures.

With nimble fingers, she works the fastening of my trousers, freeing me from the restrictive fabric. I'm steel-hard, straining upward, pulsing with need. Aria's fingers skate lightly up and down my shaft, spreading the moisture, and making me hiss.

"Fuck pet, yes just like that," I groan, bucking my hips into her hand. "Stroke me, Aria... like that... "

She complies and her small hand encircles me, and starts moving up and down my length, her thumb swirling over the sensitive crown with each pass. I throw my head back, the pleasure-pain threatening to overwhelm me.

"Fuck, Aria... that's it... "

Sliding down my body, she continues her sensual torture, her hair trailing over my heated skin, eliciting goose bumps in her wake. Her wet mouth engulfs the head of my straining erection, causing me to gasp and shudder with pleasure. Her tongue swirls and flicks, learning the terrain of my glands. I moan,my hands twisting in her silken hair, guiding her movements without thinking.

"Easy, pet," I groan as she nips her teeth at the sensitive skin. "Take it slow... And suck onlyyy-fuck!”

Chapter Four

Aria

His encouraging words spur me on, giving me the confidence to set a slow, steady rhythm. I hollow my cheeks as I move, creating a tight seal around him, feeling every inch of his length as I take him deeper with each pass. His restrained groans tell me I’m doing something right, and I feel satisfaction ripple through me.

“That’s it, Aria... suck me... you’re doing great...”

His deep, gravelly voice sends a thrill through my body, and I hum softly in response, letting the vibrations travel through him. The reaction is instant—his grip in my hair tightens, though he’s careful not to hurt me, and I can feel his restraint. I explore, testing what makes him shudder, what makes his breathing hitch, learning the power I have in this moment.

I push myself further, taking him deeper, until the tip nudges the back of my throat and my nose brushes against the coarse hair at the base. It’s challenging, but the raw, unfiltered pleasure etched on his face makes every effort worth it. His reactions spur me on, encouraging me to push past my hesitation and fully immerse myself in this moment, giving him everything I can.

"Ah, fuck, Aria... watch your throat," Bane warns, his voice rough, as I gag slightly, my eyes watering.

I pull back with a gasp, coughing lightly, my hand still wrapped around his length. Embarrassment prickles at the back of my neck, but his hand is already on my back, rubbing gently, soothing me.

“Sorry,” I manage, clearing my throat. “I just... got a bit carried away.” I look up at him, determination hardening my resolve. “I want to try again.”

His eyes soften, a mix of pride and desire. “All right, love. But go slow, use your tongue more, and remember to breathe. Deep breaths.”

I nod, his encouragement giving me the confidence to continue. This time, I approach him with more care, wrapping my lips around him again and taking him into my mouth. I focus on his words, moving at a measured pace, letting my tongue explore every ridge and curve of him. His sharp intake of breath and the low groan that follows sends a thrill through me, spurring me on.

As I grow more confident, I increase the pressure, my lips tightening around him while my tongue teases and flicks. His hips shift slightly, his groans deepening, and I can feel him pulsing in my mouth, hard and hot against my tongue.

“Oh, Aria... fuck, you’re gonna make me…” His voice is ragged, filled with both restraint and pleasure.

I don’t stop. I don’t want to stop. I want to see him undone.

“Aria, I’m going to cum,” he groans, his voice a hoarse warning.

Before I can process the words fully, his release surges, hot and forceful. I’m caught off guard, the intensity overwhelming as I try to swallow, coughing slightly as some spills from the corner of my mouth. My eyes widen, but his hands are already on my shoulders, steadying me, his touch grounding.

“Breathe, love,” he says softly, helping me sit up as I catch my breath.

I manage to swallow the rest, feeling both embarrassed and oddly exhilarated. Before I can dwell on it, he flips us over, easing me onto my back. His hands are gentle yet firm as they part my legs, positioning himself between them.

“You’re so beautiful, Aria... so damn perfect,” he murmurs, his voice filled with raw emotion as he leans down to kiss me.

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