Page 29 of Forced By the Alpha

“I want you,” she whispered.

She leaned forward and kissed me hesitantly. The dam of my restraint broke, and I held her body tightly against mine, moving my lips in motion with hers. She tasted like whiskey and sugar. Kissing her was like taking another shot—I felt myself becoming intoxicated from it.

I pulled her with me toward the bed, not breaking our kiss until our legs bumped up against the bed frame. When I released her, it was only to extricate myself from the clothes that separated us. As I removed them, Sienna’s fingers traced over my exposed skin. Each touch sent bolts of energy through me, encouraging me to move faster.

When I had finally removed my last bit of clothing, I wrapped one arm around her waist. Cradling her head with my other hand, I lowered her gently onto her back. She motioned like she was going to scoot away from me onto the bed, so I grasped her thighs tightly with both hands.

“No,” I growled. “Stay right where you are.”

I removed her underwear and placed my hands on her inner knees, edging her legs apart so that I could see her better. Sienna began to breathe heavily as I trailed my legs up her inner thighs and began to play with her.

Kneeling between her legs, I leaned down and gently kissed the path my hands had made until my nose reached the crease between her legs. My tongue moved deliberately across the surface of the opening. Sienna’s hands gripped the sheets as I licked her slowly, teasingly, until I finally reached inside.

“Yes, Franco,” she moaned in pleasure as her sweet taste enveloped my tastebuds. The honeysuckle dew of her wetness was erotic, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer before I needed to satiate my own desires and plunge my throbbing erection into her.

I wrapped my arm around the outside of her thigh so I could rub her clitoris with my thumb. Sienna moaned and arched her back as my pace intensified, tongue still moving in and out of her. Before she could orgasm, I pulled back and nibbled the inside of her thigh playfully. I wanted to feel her orgasm around my cock.

“Why did you stop?” Sienna panted.

“So that you know you’re mine,” I said.

I moved over her and placed the tip of my erection inside her. Sienna wiggled her hips, trying to bring me deeper inside her. A crease appeared between her perfect emerald eyes as her frustration increased.

“Please,” she begged.

I thrust my penis inside her at once, and we moaned as we became one. She was just as tight and wet as I had imagined. Pleasuring her with my tongue had brought its own enjoyment,but the feeling of being inside her was otherworldly. With each movement, I felt myself drawing closer to orgasm as the waves of pleasure flowed through us.

I counted each thrust in my head, focusing on her pleasure instead of giving in to my selfish desire to come inside her immediately. I wanted to spill my seed into her, claiming her most intimate self as mine. I wanted my scent to linger on her skin and in her body so that anyone who encountered her would know.

“Mine,” I repeated.

“Yours,” she agreed.

Sienna’s fingers dug into my back as she pulled me closer to her. I leaned in, placing my face near her neck so that I could breathe in the delicious scent of her sweat mixed with mine.

To my surprise, she began kissing my neck as my tempo increased. An orgasm rocked through her body, and she bit down on my shoulder to muffle her screams. The combination of her feral passion and her completion tipped me over the edge, and I felt myself shudder as I ejaculated.

I rolled onto my side, panting in exhaustion. Sienna rolled over to face me, and I wrapped her in my arms. Neither of us spoke a word as our breathing eventually slowed. We fell asleep, holding one another in an embrace.

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When I woke up the next morning, the sun hadn’t yet peeked over the horizon. A dull light filtered through the bedroom window, allowing just enough light for me to see Sienna sleeping next to me. We were both still naked. Theblanket had tangled around her, partially obscuring her body from view.

Her chest rose and fell with each breath, and my eyes focused on her breasts. Memories of last night filled my mind, exciting me with the possibility of a repeat performance this morning. Nothing had ever come close to the peace I felt when I was with her.

Sienna stretched, arching her back with her eyes still closed. The movement was almost identical to her position when she had orgasmed with me inside her. My erection stood at attention at the thought, and I couldn’t help but reach out to her.

“Good morning,” I said huskily.

She opened her eyes and smiled sleepily at me. Her hand reached up to brush my hair away from my forehead, and I closed my eyes at the tenderness of her touch.

“Morning,” she replied.

“How are you feeling?” I asked.

“Perfect,” she said with a smile.

“Do you feel any different? Has your magic changed?”

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