Page 36 of Her Destined Alpha
Desiring Her
Rayhan
Fuck, the scent of her arousal was breaking every inch of my resolve and self-control. That fucking delicious moan that had left her lips had made me hard. Thank the Goddess for baggy pants and tight boxers. I did not want her to see that. Since when was I not able to control myself? I locked the door to the bedroom I was staying in, as she was in mine, and took a deep breath.
The image of her startling eyes, her pounding heart, the way her nipples hardened when I kissed her foot, her sexy long legs that had the perfect thickness on her thighs…
I throbbed hard. An image of her naked under me filled my head, and I clenched my fist.Fuck, don’t think about her.
I wanted her. No, I needed her.
How would it feel to be able to kiss those pouty lips of hers? For her to scream out my name as I pounded into her tight little pussy. Fuck… I barely even realised when I pushed my pants down and took my dick out. It was that or going back out there, and my dick was definitely the better option in this scenario.
I took a deep breath, imagining myself pinning her to the bed as I fucked her, wrapping her legs around my waist as I kissed her until her lips were sore. I wanted to taste her…
I ran my hand along my shaft, picturing my sexy kitten, who reminded me of an elven princess, as I stroked myself to thoughts of her. Was it wrong to think of fucking her like this? Maybe, but right then, I needed it. Imagining her hands all over me, her hands around my dick… licking the tip. I rested my head back against the door, lost in her image. Her whimpering moan echoed in my mind as I felt myself throb harder.
Fuck, that’s it.I stroked myself faster, imagining her moaning as she sucked me off. Pleasure erupted within me and I shot my load, letting out a quiet moan as I breathed hard. Fuck.
Did I have to think so dirtily of her? I mean, if she knew… I don’t know how she’d take that, but I couldn’t help it. I didn’t think she even realised how appealing she was. Even earlier when she bent down to place the drinks on the table, if I wasn’t in front of her, I would have gotten one fine view… and then she sat down, exposing those legs... Fuck.
I couldn’t blame her for my dirty mind. I was the one who needed to stop drinking her up every moment I saw her.
I needed to clean up.
“Want to fuckme?”
I frowned, staring up at Delsanra. She was wearing my shirt as it slipped off her shoulder, revealing a hint of her cleavage, her hair falling in front of her eyes. When did she come to my room? My heart raced as she climbed on top of me, a seductive glint in her eyes.
“Delsanra…” She ran her hand along my shaft on top of my trousers, a pout on her lips.
“Fuck me, Rayhan…” she whispered, making me throb hard.
Her lips barely touched my neck, but before I could even grab hold of her, a banging sound made my eyes fly open and I groaned.
A dream. Fuck. I looked down at the tent in my pants and glared at the door.
“What?”
“Er… you busy, dude? Cause if you’re doing the nasty, I could come back-”
“Shut it, Chris. What is it?”
“It’s your mom on the phone!”
And he seriously mentionedthat, what the hell? I got up and walked to the door. I opened it enough to snatch my phone from him and slammed the door in his face.
I’ll deal with him later.
“Hey, Mom,” I greeted, rubbing my neck and taking out the kinks.
“Rayhan, darling, seriously. Why are you doing this to me?” Her soft, melodious voice was laced with worry.
“Doing what, Mom?” I loved her to bits, I really did, but she worried too much.
“Not coming home,” she whispered. “I’m worried about you, Ya Hayati, I miss you.”
“I miss you too, Mom... but there’s…” I hated lying to her. I knew I was going to lie to her and Dad about going on the extra training but having to lie myself... was a lot harder. “There’s some stuff I need to do. I promise to call daily if that helps?”
