Page 6 of Alpha's Heir

Cora's playful grin as she released me from the warmth of her mouth was nothing short of enticing. I couldn't help but respond with a mischievous twinkle in my eye. Her teasing always drove me wild, and I was eager to show her just how much.

"Almost," I replied, my voice husky with desire. Without hesitation, I grabbed her, effortlessly flipping her onto her back and positioning her at the edge of the bed. The anticipation was electric, and I couldn't wait to taste her once again.

Kneeling between her legs, I took a moment to appreciate the sight before me. Her arousal glistened, a visual testament to her desire, and it was impossible not to be drawn in. With a deft touch, I began to play with her, stroking her delicate nub with a slow, tantalizing rhythm.

Cora's breath hitched, and she let out a sultry moan as I slid a finger inside her, followed by another. Her response was everything I craved, a symphony of pleasure that echoed through the room.

But I wanted to take her higher, to make her cry out in ecstasy. Lowering my head, I pressed my lips to her soft, swollen clit. My tongue danced in rhythmic circles, each movement designed to ignite her desire.

As my tongue made contact, she arched her back, a guttural cry escaping her lips. It was a siren's call, a melody of pleasure that coursed through me, heightening my own desire. I was determined to take her to the brink, to show her just how deeply I craved her.

But I knew that this was only the beginning, a tantalizing taste of the passion that burned between us. Our connection, both physical and emotional, was a powerful force, and I was ready to surrender to it completely.

Cora's fingers tangled in my hair, urging me on, and I was more than willing to oblige. I intensified my efforts, the heat building between us with each passionate touch. My fingers moved in and out of her, her gasps and moans fueling my desire to bring her to the peak of ecstasy.

She vocalized her pleasure, a sweet symphony of words that filled the room. "God, yes... right there... more... faster... harder..."

Her guidance was like an intoxicating aphrodisiac, and I was completely lost in the rhythm we created together. I couldn't get enough of her, and her every response drove me wild with need.

Eventually, she reached that exquisite climax, her body quivering in response to my ministrations. Her release was a cascade of pleasure, drenching my fingers with her wetness. I relished every drop, lapping it up as if it were the most decadent of treats.

As she settled from her euphoria, I moved to lay above her, our bodies entwined once more. The taste of her lingered on my lips, a sweet reminder of the passion we shared.

Still flushed with desire, I couldn't help but smile down at her, my cock hardening again. I leaned in close, our lips brushing together in a passionate kiss.

"Want to do a little reenactment?" I asked, my voice thick with desire.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she nodded eagerly. "Yes, please."

With a slow, deliberate movement, I parted Cora's legs and captured her lips in a deep, longing kiss. Our mouths danced together, a reflection of the passionate connection that bound us.

As I pressed into her, I savored the sensation of her warm, wet core enveloping me. She gasped at the initial contact, her eyes locking onto mine as I withdrew slightly before pushing back into her.

Stilling for a moment, I gazed at her, overwhelmed by the depth of emotion between us. "I love you," I whispered, my voice husky with desire.

Her smile was radiant, her love for me evident in her eyes as she responded, "I love you too."

With those three words, we sealed our commitment to each other, our bodies and souls united in that intimate moment.

I began to move, a steady rhythm that mirrored the beating of our hearts. Her breath hitched with pleasure, and I reveled in the feeling of her tightness and warmth.

"I can't wait to see you in a few months," I murmured, my voice filled with longing. "That beautiful baby bumping out. You'll be lucky if I ever take my hands off of you."

Cora's laughter filled the room, a joyful sound that sent shivers of delight down my spine. "Lucky?" she teased, her fingers tracing patterns across my back. "Why would that be lucky? I don't ever want you to stop touching me right now."

I couldn't help but grin at her words. Her uninhibited desire ignited my own, and I shifted, hooking one of her legs over my shoulder. With this new angle, I could drive deeper, each thrust bringing us closer to the edge.

I couldn't get enough of her. The way she felt, the way she responded to my every touch, it was like a drug I couldn't quit. As I flipped us over, she straddled me, her warmth and wetness surrounding my throbbing desire.

Cora began to move, her hips swaying sensually, but I couldn't resist taking control. Gripping her hips firmly, I held her still as I slowly ground my way inside of her. A whimper of pleasure escaped her lips as I savored the sensation of her clenching around me.

"Imagine it," I murmured, my voice low and heavy with desire. "You at six, seven, eight months pregnant, just like this. Your belly in my hands, your swollen breasts bouncing for me."

Her eyes widened with a mix of anticipation and arousal as she nodded in agreement. We both knew what I was suggesting, and the thought of it only fueled our passion.

With a deep, primal need, I began to pump up into her, each thrust sending tremors of pleasure through us both. The bed creaked in protest beneath us, but neither of us cared. All that mattered was the intense connection we shared in that moment.

As we moved together, our bodies joined in a symphony of passion, I could feel her clenching around me, drawing me closer to the edge. The air between us crackled with electricity, and I knew we were both teetering on the precipice of ecstasy.

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