The Alion King(33)

“I want inside you.” The words were low, rough, and almost unintelligible.

Thank fuck! She was ready to get on her knees and beg. He pulled away, and she felt the material of his pants sliding down the back of her legs. Then he grabbed her hips and hauled her rear, pressing the head of his dick into her entrance. She was soaking wet and more turned on than from using her vibrators twice in a row.

With a single-minded thrust, he plunged deeply into her, stretching her pussy muscles to the limit.

“Yesss,” she hissed.

She leaned harder on the desk, scraping her nails on the surface and looking for something to cling to. He yanked on her hair, tugging her head towards him, and placed kisses on her slick spine. “Do you know how fucking hot it is that your pussy is clamping tightly around my dick?”

She blinked at the haze clouding her vision. “Tell me.”

“Every time,” he grunted, pulling out and driving forth. “I slide into your wet little cunt,” he bit on her shoulder and thrust hard, making her get on her tiptoes. “My dick wants to come.” He dug his hand into her hip and fucked her with increasing speed. “I want to feel that hot, wet suction your pussy does when you come.” He rubbed his beard on the side of her neck. “Tell me to fuck you harder. Tell me.”

She glanced over her shoulder, looking for his lips. A deep dive and his face came close to brush his lips with hers. She panted for air. “Fuck me. Harder. Rougher. However you want. Wherever you want.” She licked her lips and glanced at his mouth then at his deep, shifting eyes. “I’m yours.”

Those two words had an effect she didn’t expect. He roared and let go of her hair. Both his hands squeezed her hips as he plunged fast into her; she slid back and forth on the desk thanks to the perspiration all over her chest.

She gasped, unable to say anything. He thrust in and out of her in quick, harsh slides. Her pussy grasped at his shaft. She felt her channel clench tightly around him as her orgasm flowed through her.

“Alyx, Alyx,” she whimpered.

Multiple explosions rocked her core. Bolts of fire raced down her spine and centered on her clit. Her pussy gripped him so hard it became painful. Her channel contracted like never before, then it cooled. Tides of pleasure cascaded over her burning muscles, leaving her feeling lax and weightless.

Alyx roared louder than she’d ever thought possible. His nails dug into her hips. He plunged once, twice, and stopped, biting on the back of her shoulder. A scream tore through her. Her shoulder felt aflame. He scraped his nails from the front to the back of her hips, adding to the combination of pleasure and pain she experienced.#p#分页标题#e#

His cock thickened inside her, spilling his semen and filling her with his heat. The longer he came, the more he continued to roar. For some sick reason, she loved that his lion had made itself known. It was official; she had issues.

She gasped for air, grateful she lay over his desk or she’d have slid to the floor.

“Bella,” he said hesitantly.

“Hmm?” she mumbled, glancing over her shoulder at his worried expression.

“I scratched you.”

She nodded. “I know. You’re not really housebroken, are you? Mean little cat.”

His wide smile filled her heart with love. “No. I’m not, but it was necessary I scratch you.”

She sighed, still unwilling to move. “Some mating ritual, I take it?”

“Yes.”

He slowly slid out of her body, leaving her feeling empty and wanting him back inside. He helped her stand and proceeded to pick her up when her legs wobbled.

“Alyx,” she glanced at the pile of clothes on the floor, “we’re naked.”

He laughed and walked around his desk to press a button. The back wall of his library slid behind a panel, revealing the room next to the library, which appeared to be his bedroom. “No need to worry about being naked in front of anyone.”

He laid her on his golden sheets and climbed next to her, pulling her against his side. “Your curves are for my eyes only.”

“I can live with that,” she said and yawned. “I’m so...so...” She sneezed. “I’m so getting a cold.”

He glanced at her, his brows dipping in a frown. “A cold?”

She sniffled. “Must be. I thought it was allergies, but I’m not sure anymore.”

She sighed, her eyes watery with another sneeze shaking her. Alyx covered them with a blanket, and she snuggled into his side. She needed to get her allergy meds. Later. After a nap.





TWENTY-TWO



Bella woke with her nose clogged. Yep. She had a cold. She shouldn’t have ignored the signs the first day. She watched Alyx sleep. He was sprawled on the bed, his chest rising and falling with his deep breaths. For a moment, she listened intently, because she swore she heard something coming out of his mouth. She leaned closer. There. Her eyes widened, and she slapped a hand over her mouth so she wouldn’t laugh.