Page 34 of Alpha's Fated Desire

I laid back and spread my legs comfortably. My cock stood straight up, the piercing glinting in the warm lighting of her room. My balls rested on her bedsheets, and I crossed my arms behind my head. I tried my best to look as non-threatening as possible.

Gabriella

I stared at Roman’s perfect face as he laid out like a feast spread before me. I felt like a powerful queen, watching the proud alpha submit to my orders, even if I did want to punch him.

I could tell he was fighting back his dominating side as hard as he could. That touched my heart against my better judgment.

That angel face would let him get away with murdering his own grandmother, I thought to myself.

He crossed his massive arms behind his head, his huge muscles framing his face. He looked like a caged tiger about to pounce. My pussy clenched at the sight, reminding me to fulfill her need.

My gaze dropped to his lower body, and I stared at his curved cock with interest. I had no idea male members could get pierced like that.

My stomach cramped up again, snapping me back to the present.

It was time to get knotted.

I shuffled my way over to him awkwardly, my breasts jiggling wildly with my movements. Immediately, his eyes dropped to them and darkened. He clenched his fists together over his head and let out an audible rumble, but he stayed put.

His eyes tracked me as I reached his legs, and I decided what to do. I awkwardly threw my leg over his hips, attempting to straddle him.

My dripping pussy accidentally rubbed against his hip bone, and he let out a hissed breath between clenched teeth.

“Oh, whoops, sorry about that,” I muttered, trying to line up my center with his length.

The alpha rumbling in the room grew louder.

I gingerly reached out with my hand and grasped the root of his dick, trying to line it up with my entrance. It felt thick and heavy in my hands, and I felt the uncontrollable urge to wiggle it around just a bit to see the piercing flash in the light before it would disappear into my pussy.

The rumbling reached a deafening pitch.

I lined up his thick mushroom head and pressed it against my wet entrance. Slowly, I sank onto him, the cool metals of his piercings putting out the fire between my legs.

Finally, I reached the end of his cock, fully embedded and impaled on him. I moaned, long and deep from my throat.

As much as I hated the man, his curved dick hit me in all the right places.

I lifted myself up precariously and then sank down onto him again.

“You’re killing me, Gabriella,” he grunted out between clenched teeth.

“Be quiet,” I snapped at him, getting into the groove of riding him.

His eyes narrowed at my tone, and I could see the struggle as he fought with himself to allow me control.

But then I messed up.

I couldn’t help it.

I looked into his eyes and smirked, letting the smugness of control and dominance shine through my eyes.

His eyes darkened, and his control snapped with an unearthly growl. His hands came down immediately onto my ass, hard. In one fluid movement, he flipped us over and towered over me. He caged me in with arms, an unbreakable fortress.

He looked deep into my eyes and let out his own smirk. He withdrew from my body until his pierced tip was hovering inches above my pussy.

“Ask me to fuck you, sweetheart.” He growled.

“Go to hell,” I hissed at him.

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