Page 198 of Dream Mates
“Don’t stop, Alpha, please,” she begged again, one hand still in my hair.
“I’m just getting started,” I assured, as I slowly eased my knuckles through her entrance, while teasing her clit with my tongue, my free hand moving down her body, settling around her hip.
Her pussy clamped down on my hand as I worked it in.
“Yes, yes,” she groaned.
“Take a deep breath, Darling,” I told her, giving her clit another nip, my hand on her hip clamping down. Slowly, gently, I curled the hand inside her into a ball. I brought my fisted hand down just enough to trigger those muscles near the entrance of her pussy, the ones that craved a knot.
“Alpha,” she gasped, as it hit just the right spot, body trembling, as liquid gushed out of her, running down my arm.
“You take my fist so good.” A primal growl rumbled low and deep in my throat, as I moved my fist back in fully, taking it as deep as I could. My knuckles softly rubbed her insides, thenwent down to that spot and back again, claiming her with my hand.Mine.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you, too.” I pumped faster and faster, adding the occasional twist when the heel of my hand hit her entrance. Orgasm after orgasm washed over her. Slick, or something very close to it gushed out of her as she surrendered completely to me.
Mine.
More happy noises filled the car. My dick strained against my pants. Yet another orgasm wrecked her. This time, instead of continuing to work my fist inside her, I stopped moving. Opening my fist, and holding still, I sat up slightly to bring her to me until her body stopped trembling.
Her lips attacked mine. As I kissed her, I made my hand as small as I could, slowly easing it out of her.
A needy whine slipped from her lips when my hand finally pulled free.
“Do you need more?” I asked her, moving my lips to her throat as I wiped my dripping hand on the edge of her coverup.
“Knot me, please, I need you, Alpha,” she begged.
“You have me. I’m all yours.” Unzipping my pants, I repositioned her so that she was now also kneeling on the floor of the limo, me behind her.
I placed her hips at the edge of the seat, and her hands on the top of the seat back. My hands ran down her body. My lips traced patterns on her neck and her shoulders, as she moaned. Finally, one hand wrapped her hips, as the other guided myself into her, sliding in with no resistance. I groaned, seating myself inside her with one stroke.
“Oh, yes,” she sighed happily, her ass wiggling slightly.
Giving that sweet ass a squeeze, I pinned her to the seat with my body and fucked her in smooth, firm strokes that bottomedout each time. Fucking her the way I needed to fuck her; fucking her the way she needed to be fucked.
My hand moved down to stroke her clit, as I murmured to her how good and perfect she was.
She whimpered again. “Knot me, please?”
Sliding nearly all the way out, I push into her fast, not just bottoming out, but pushing my swollen knot all the way in, in one hard stroke. Grace exhaled sharply. But I didn’t stop.
“Come for me, Baby Girl. You’re being so good, one more time,” I urged, continuing to move while knotted to her, one hand rolling her clit, as her body tensed, readying for another orgasm.
“Daddy,” she cried softly, another orgasm taking her.
Such sweet words. I loved it when she called me that. My hot heat spurted into her, satiating my need to cum inside my baby girl who always took me so perfectly.
“Good girl.” Clamping my teeth down on her bond mark, I growled again.
For a moment we just stayed there, hearts pounding. Her arms slipped off the seat. I kissed them and rubbed them. Still knotted together, I settled us back into the seat, her curling against me, completely naked. Grabbing the blanket she’d come out with, I covered her with it.
“Do you feel better now?” I purred. Certainly, I did.
I’d need to tip the driver well. Also, I’d probably be billed a de-scenting fee, but it was well worth it.
“So much better.” She kissed my shoulder.
