The Alpha’s Desire 4(38)

 

 

 

“If that is the case, then maybe we can get one of those soft, whipping sort of toys and I can tie you up and intensify every inch of your skin,” he practically hissed in my ear before giving me a hard peck on the cheek. His hands grabbed my breasts. Hard, so that the hurt was so good. I gave out a little yip followed by a moan, so he knew he’d done well at riding that line between pleasure and pain, where one increases the other.

 

 

 

He kissed me then, full and rough, on the mouth, my lips heating and swelling. He grabbed my hair, gave it a few tugs, angling my head so he could kiss my throat with a full press of his lips before giving me a little bite that made my whole body jerk against his. I liked the play of our skin against each other’s.

 

 

 

Since I remained blindfolded, I wasn’t sure how he pulled this off, but after hearing him roll a condom on, he grabbed my still warm ass. I wasn’t sure where he’d gotten the protection from, but like on the plane, I’d not been willing to break the mood to ask. He angled me toward him and positioned his cock at my opening. At first, he just pressed in a little, just that glorious first inch where the head stretches me open. But then, he forced himself the rest of the way in, pumping in and out, fast, hard, and I had no recourse to direct anything.

 

 

 

Still, when his cock began to rub against that soft spot deep inside of me, my body twitched and shook as my stomach tightened and contracted. As I built to another orgasm, if it hadn’t been for the ropes and his grip on me, I would have sunk to the ground in a pool of pleasure, quivering with my need to climax, to fall over that precipice he had me at, trembling, looking over the edge, and willing to jump. After I did finally come to the point of gasping for air, he untied me and scooped me up onto the bed. He made short work of pushing into me again. He didn’t even take off the blindfold.

 

 

 

I thought to, but soon he had me moving toward the edge again, revving back up my body as he held onto mine. He moved in and out, intermixing with a rock back and forth of our entire bodies together. It grew a bit rough and tumble with us each scrambling for purchase onto the other, trying to get closer than we already were. Our passions overtook us, and even as the blindfold slipped away, I saw stars as we rose to come together.

 

 

 

Our cries mingled in the air between us as we rode each wave of our climaxes, together, in a fast and furious and yet glorious union   of bodies and souls. Even after, when our bodies had intermittent tremors, we held on tightly to each other. I felt like I could never let him go. I never wanted to leave this moment, or to let these feelings that were overwhelming me go. Yet, I would have it always in my memory, along with endless chances to repeat the process.

 

 

 

“Thankfully, we have a little time to lay here together before we need to check out the clothing situation and get dressed,” he muttered into my neck.

 

 

 

“Do you read my mind? I mean, I know you can read my feelings, part of the protector thing, and plus we can connect in dreams, but sometimes it seems you are reading my mind, thought for thought.”

 

 

 

“No, I can’t actually hear your thoughts, but I think emotions tell a lot about what someone is thinking when linked with the situation at hand. You had a touch of longing to you, and I assumed that, like me, you were wishing this would never end.”

 

 

 

“Okay. I can see that. I don’t want to move. I just want to languish in this moment. But, you do bring up a good point. Did they buy us clothes like what they wear? I’ve only been that dressed up for prom,” I said with a tight laugh.

 

 

 

“I would assume we have something along those lines in there. They did the same for the official induction ceremony after my training. Each of us was given a tux to wear. I don’t think money is an issue for them, if you look around you. Who owns an island like this?” he said with a shake of his head, though his eyes still sparkled from being with me.

 

 

 

That would never get old. I got a flutter in my stomach when he looked at me like that.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter Nineteen

 

 

 

When we arrived at lunch, a long, thick wooden table, like one you would expect to see in an old castle, was set to seat twelve. As Lex pulled out my chair for me, one of the only two left, I fidgeted, smoothing my hands down over the silky dress I was wearing. I was not accustomed to such clothing, and even though I fit in with what everyone else was wearing, I felt out of place, maybe conspicuous in it.