Page 38 of Alpha's Bullied Mate
“Promise?” she asked. Her tone was so mocking, and yet it turned me on.
I threaded my fingers through her hair, pulling her face close to mine. “Get on the fuckin’ bed, Wolfie.”
A soft moan hissed between her teeth as I let her down, and she sauntered onto the bed, resting on her knees, presenting her ass to me. Her shoulder blades jutted through the thin material of my t-shirt. She angled her head to look over her shoulder at me.
“Do you want these to stay on, too?” She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the underwear, pulling them halfway down her ass. She bent over, hips lifted, elbows bracing herself on the bed, and gave me a coy smile before facing away from me.
My primal need wanted her scent stamped on my boxer shorts forever. I wanted to make her climax in them, to give into those base instincts to have her scent surrounding me. My mouth went dry with it, but the need to see her, naked, splayed out, presented for me, won over.
I yanked my own shirt off with one hand. With the other, I tore the underwear down her thighs, exposing her pussy that I ached to bury myself in. Dakota gave a surprised sound as I pulled her hips back, bringing those plush cheeks closer to my face so I could nose between her legs.
“Aidan,” she moaned. Her head dropped towards the bed. “Fuck.”
She swayed into me. I landed a sharp blow on her cheeks and the backs of her thighs before I pulled her folds apart, licking deeply. Dakota immediately tightened around my tongue as I pressed it into her again.
She whined, pushing back. I laughed into her, suckling the edges of her folds. “Been a while for you?”
“No,” she snapped. Then, she paused when my fingers spread her open further, and she gave an uncontrolled keen. “Yes. It’s been too long.”
“I want to hear you scream for me before the night’s up, Dakota,” I told her. “Let me make you forget how long it’s been, yes?”
“Yeah.” She nodded. “Fuck, Aidan,yes.”
With that, I gripped her ass cheeks, keeping her spread with my thumbs, and licked right up the center of her pussy before pushing my tongue in. With my eyes closed, every other sense heightened. The arch of her hips towards me, the sounds of her moans filtering into my bedroom, noisy and desperate,her arousal drowning me. I lapped at her before tracing my tongue around her slit, going up to her clit, drawing circles there with my tongue, before suckling at her. She was soaked around my tongue and her thighs shook where she grinded back onto my face. Part of me loved this, how she presented for me, but the other part wanted her to ride my face. To feel that control, she’d have let go, to drop her whole weight into me and let me take her.
I pulled back. “If it’s been a while, you’re going to be fucking tight, Wolfie,” I teased, tracing her entrance with one finger. “I don’t know if you’ll even be able to take me.”
“Try—oh, fuck—try me,” she bit out. I’d pushed my finger into her, finding a tight, wet heat that I couldn’t wait to bury my dick in.
“You don’t want to challenge me with that,” I told her. “I’ll take anything and everything you want me to take and leave only a mess behind.”
Dakota whined. “I think you’re all talk, alpha. Maybe you have the smallest dick out of everyone in your pack. Maybe that’s why you’re such a big, tough guy, huh? Small dick, big attitude? Maybe I could even take you without prep in my tight pu—”
Before she could finish the taunt, I withdrew my finger, pulled the underwear down to her ankles and threw them behind us, and flipped her onto her back. I unbuttoned my jeans enough to pull my length out, and, in one fluid motion, entered her.
Dakota gasped, her back arching off the bed. Her chest heaved as she muttered curses under her breath, hands scrabbling for my thighs, as if it would help. I didn’t push all the way in—I wasn’t a brute—but I did let her feel enough of my size that her eyes roll back.
Her pussy clenched around my dick, fluttering walls making me throb inside her.
“Yeah, very fuckin’ small, right?” I said, looking down at her. I pushed three fingers into her mouth just to give her something to do with that mouth she loved to use to tease me so much. She bit the tip of my middle finger, hollowing her cheeks around all three, filling her mouth as I slowly bottomed out in her. My balls pressed to her entrance, and I stopped, breathing deeply.
Dakota’s chest flushed red where the collar had skewed, and I took my fingers out of her mouth to spread my hand over the flushed skin, feeling the heat coming off her. She moaned, her hands twitching towards herself but then back to me, as if she didn’t know whether to pull me out herself, push me off, or bring me closer.
“I told you,” I reminded her. “I’ll only leave a mess behind.”
With that, I pulled out and slammed right back into her. God, she felt insanely good.
“Aidan,” she moaned.
“Louder,” I groaned, thumbing at her clit. I didn’t want this to be over quickly but I wanted to see her unravel more than once. She cried out, her hips bucking into me as I toyed with her clit, and her walls clenched around me.
“Aidan,Aidan.” She wailed, and I couldn’t help myself. I grasped her wrists and pinned her hands above her head. With the leverage, I held myself over there.
“Legs around my waist, Wolfie,” I told her. She wrapped them around me, a soft moan coming at the shift in angle.
I fucked her hard and fast, using my grip on her wrists to brace myself. I thrusted shallow and fast in her, watching as her jaw went slack and her eyes rolled. Moans spilled freely from her mouth, my name mingled in, desperate pleas ofdon’t stop, keep going, more—fuck, you’re too big. I grinned down at her and licked my way up the side of her neck, and bit her jaw, sucking a deep mark just below her ear.
“There we go,” I told her as her moans climbed higher and her walls tightened wildly around me. “This was all you wanted, wasn’t it? To be satisfied? Maybe you didn’t hate me, Dakota. You just needed me. To. Fuck. You.”
