The Alpha Men's Secret Club 5(19)

Wait, Alyssa wanted to tell him, you’re not using a condom. The implications were obvious and serious.

But she didn’t stop him. No words came to her tongue as he entered her vagina with one swift and brutal thrust.

“Arrrrr!” she cried.

She reached out to touch his chest, but his hands seized her wrists and held her down. He started to fuck her. His movements were rapid and rough. His sweaty body bore down on hers. The slam of his groin against hers was more like a slap.

God, but the feel of his cock stretching and filling and expanding her vaginal tunnel was glorious! His cock fit her perfectly. Like two halves of a peach. Her body was jerked upward and into the bed. He was nailing her onto the mattress, rubbing her G-spot like no other.

The friction. The immense friction!

Her orgasm exploded. Violently. Wonderfully.

She cried out –

“Oh, oh, oh!”

as he continued to thrust and pump into her.

Her vision was flooded with whiteness and redness and bright golden spots. She felt his seed burst within her. Flowing deep into her.

Perhaps this was what he had in mind all along.

And Kate?

What must she feel about all this? Or was it part of the duo’s grand design?

Her climax ebbed and flowed, until she was a quivering mess. All her limbs felt like Jell-O. His skin felt very hot against hers.

She looked up at his face. At both their faces. They were looking down at her. Triumphantly.

He was still joined to her when he turned his head to kiss Kate’s lips. They kissed – lavishly and lushly. Tongues in mouths. Twining.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you,” Kate said.

It was as though they had eyes only for each other, despite his cock still being embedded deep in Alyssa’s vagina. Weird, Alyssa thought, but hot. She couldn’t move. It was as though a steamroller had flattened her onto the bed. Once again, she felt a twinge of envy for their love. No man would ever love her like that.

Then a knock came on the outer door.

Alyssa froze.

Oh shit. Don’t tell me the Director is watching this.

The door opened. Of course. Whoever it is outside would definitely have access. Panic began to set in but she quelled it. Rust calmly pulled out of her. His cock was still dripping semen. Kate hastily threw the sheets over her pregnant naked body.

“Alyssa?” It was Dan’s voice.

Shit in a bucket.

Alyssa found the strength to scramble off the bed. She dove for her clothes as Dan thundered into the bedroom.

“Alyssa?” Dan stared at the naked Rust. “Uh, pardon the intrusion.”

“No problem,” Rust said.

How could he be so calm?

“What is it?” Alyssa snapped at Dan. She quickly tugged on her panties. Fuck the bra. She threw her blouse over herself and launched out of the bedroom.

“I can’t tell you here.” Dan walked beside her, and glanced back at Rust.

“Look, I did it as an experiment, OK?”

“I’m not judging you.”

“Yes, you are. I’m logging this as an experiment and all, so it’s perfectly legitimate.”

Why was she sounding so defensive?

They charged out of the room and closed the door behind them again. The lock clicked, and the red light on the panel outside indicated that the door was sealed.

“What is it?” She glared at him.

“It’s the Director. He wants to talk to you. Now. He had a call from the President.”





15



It felt good to be under the shower.

Kate let the jets of hot water cascade over her naked body.

That was certainly a strange experience, she mused. Her fingers . . . on a woman. Rust had always wanted her to be adventurous in sex. She wasn’t ready at Aaron Mitchell’s party, but the months had tempered her inhibitions. Losing Rust had made her re-examine her life and made her shed a lot of her reservations.

Now she was ready to throw caution into the wind and live her life – or what was left of it – with abandon.

She suspected Alyssa was called by the Director because of what Rita had started. She smiled to herself under the blistering jets.

If only she could tell Rust.

Rust was fast asleep. She smiled at that too. He was spent.

Let’s screw with their minds, was all he told her. He couldn’t tell her any more than that. She had trusted him and let him take the lead. Yes, she knew he was going to fuck Alyssa. A few months ago, that would have bothered her. But she was secure enough now in his love to actually enjoy a threesome. After all, he had always wanted her to enjoy being fucked by other men – in his presence, of course.

She turned the taps off and dried herself.

She went out into the bedroom. Rust was still asleep under the covers. The shades were drawn and she did not want to disturb him.