Page 126 of Her Destined Alpha
“That’s it, my little kitten, let me hear how fucking good I make you feel,” I murmured.
Lifting her up completely, my hands cupped her thighs as I spread her legs, wanting to see how she looked spread open for me. She gasped, one of her hands grabbing onto mine, but she weighed nothing. Her other hand was braced on the wall in front. Her head was tilted back slightly. Her breathless moans were music to my ears, and the sound of our skin meeting along with the smell of sex in the air was perfect.
“Eyes on the mirror, Kitten. Look at how fucking sexy you look taking that cock like a good little girl,” I murmured sexily.
Her eyes fluttered open, her flushed cheeks and sore lips only adding to how seductive she looked. Her tits bounced with every thrust. Her eyes were fixed on the mirror as she watched us fuck.
“Perfection isn’t it,” I said, watching her lick her lips as I slowed down, pulling out only to thrust straight up again.
“This…” She blushed, and she didn’t need to say it. She enjoyed it.
“Now… I want you to lick that finger of yours and play with yourself,” I growled.
She looked at me in the mirror before reaching up and slipping her finger into my mouth. I sucked on it, licking the tip before letting go. She bit her lip, slid her finger down, and started rubbing her clit.
Fuck… I throbbed hard watching her, the pleasure only heightening. Her eyes were half-closed, but she kept her gaze fixed on the mirror.
“Pound me harder, baby,” she whimpered,
I smirked, obliging her request as I sped up, fucking her harder. Feeling myself nearing, I held out, wanting her to come first. She was close, I could see it. Her face looked the picture of pure euphoria, her finger moving fast on her clit. Her core clenched around me. Her loud moans filled the room.
“I…nh…” she mumbled incoherently, “Fuck!”
Her orgasm tore through her, and I pulled out, my cum shooting over the mirror in front of us.
“That was…” she breathed, “Hot.” She turned towards me, and I claimed her lips in a passionate kiss.
Yeah, I couldn’t agree more. That was hot. Really hot…
Delsanra
There was somethingso hot in acting so dirty. I relished it. It awoke something in me, and I wanted more, so much more. Watching him fuck me in front of the mirror, the way his bulging cock thrust into me was hot… I was aching from the intense pounding and could barely walk.
I had gathered my torn skirt, wiping the mirror as best as I could before grabbing my torn panties. After wrapping the skirt around me, Rayhan gave me his jacket, and we left through the shattered door. He had led us swiftly to his car. His hair was half out of his bun, and mine was a mess. My neck was covered in hickeys, and my dress was destroyed. Luckily, we were able to head to his grandfather’s mansion without any disturbances.
We were let inside by one of the omegas, Rayhan supporting my weight fully. My legs felt like jelly even then.
We were then shown to our rooms. The woman was very professional; if seeing me in such a state shocked her, she didn’t let on and led us to a gorgeous room. It was a Victorian-style mansion, and the décor of the rooms was similar to the exterior of the house. A large wooden oak bed stood in the centre of the room with navy bedding, and the rest of the wardrobes were made of the same wood. Our stuff was already set to the side of the room.
Rayhan locked the door before pulling me into his arms. I let the skirt that I had just been holding around my waist fall and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“Shall I run us a bath?” I asked softly. A small smirk crossed his lips as he nodded.
“How about you sit down, and I’ll run us a bath,” he suggested, kissing my lips. Sparks rushed through me, but I resisted moaning.
He lifted me bridal style, carrying me to the bathroom before placing me on the edge of the tub and beginning to run the bath. He took his phone from his pocket and placed it on the counter before taking his waistcoat and shirt off.
I dragged my eyes away from him, knowing that if I didn’t, I’d be wanting round two. I looked around the cosy bathroom with its wooden floors and counter, vintage-style tub and sink. It was lovely.
“Mind getting my smaller bag? Raihana packed me some toiletries. There’s bath stuff in it,” I said. I was really excited to use them.
“Sure, Kitten.”
I didn’t miss his frown at the mention of Raihana. I would talk to him about that once we were in the tub because I knew he needed to talk about it.
He returned with my bag. Crouching down, he unzipped it, holding it open for me so I could prowl around in it. I looked up into his soft grey eyes, my heart skipping a beat. I gave him a gentle smile. He treated me so well… I didn’t know if I would ever get used to it. I leaned forward, still clutching his suit jacket around me, and kissed his lips softly.
“Thank you,” I said, taking out the stunning toiletry bag. I looked at the titles on all the mini travel-size bottles and was about to take the bubble bath when I looked at the bath bomb. Raihana had gone on about how amazing they are.
