“I’ll say whatever the fuck I want to say. Don’t tell me what to do,” he says mildly, crooking his fingers on instinct. “Tell me you want my dick. Even if I refuse to give it to you, I want to hear it.”
“Cock tease,” I sob, squealing as he pushes my shorts down my legs with his foot. My panties are torn clean off, and he never stops finger fucking me.
“Feel my cock,” he growls, getting rid of his own underwear until I can feel his shaft against my ass. “If you want it, it’s yours. Life is too goddamned short, and I don’t believe in waiting for the things you want.”
The words are on the tip of my lips, but I’m hurtling toward my orgasm at a frightening rate. I haven’t taken care of myself ever, disgusted with my body. It almost felt like it betrayed me by pulling terrible alphas into my life.
“Focus on me,” Gareth insists, biting my shoulder hard enough to make me pay attention. “You don’t have to worry about us accidentally bonding, Olivia. I want your words, your sobbed breaths, and your heart.If you’re not careful, I’ll happily take the last one without your permission. Come for me.”
My eyes roll back as if on command, and I soundlessly scream as I come around his fingers.
“Fuck, I wish you were milking my cock,” he mutters, continuing to draw out my orgasm.
Pulling out his fingers, he sucks on them, his groan pornographic as his cock slides through the arousal coating my thighs. Fuck, I wish that he’d just slide inside of me so badly.
Moving his leg so it’s no longer on top of me, he hooks my leg over his arm, holding me open.
“One move, and my cock is yours,” he says, licking up my throat.
“Aren’t I overdressed?” I tease him, my chest heaving.
It’s as if I enjoy poking the beta because he rips my shirt over my head and then his cock is right at my entrance.
“Now what does that smart mouth have to say?” he asks.
“Be my first,” I say, meaning it.
Kissing me, he fills me with his cock. There’s something cold and bumpy on his cock, making me whimper as he fills me.
“Oh those?” he teases me. “Just some pretty hardware to make you scream for me, Angel. It’s never been used on someone since Aled always tops me. A virgin in all ways, just for you, Olivia.”
“It feels good,” I confess.
“It does, but I need more,” he mutters, moving lightning fast so that he’s underneath me. Lifting my hips now that I’m sitting on top of him, he impales me on his cock, watching my face as I gasp. “Too much?”
“No,” I whimper. “Very full. What do I do?”
I’ve never been in this position before, and I feel very exposed.
“Whatever feels good,” he shrugs.
Grinning because he’s so nonchalant and open about not having to have the answers, I begin to rock my hips and ride him. Every movement feels different, and Gareth sits up to suck on my nipples.
“Don’t stop moving,” he says. “These need to be worshiped, sucked, and one day, fucked.”
My pussy clenches on his dick, and his eyes roll back as he cries out.
“Fuck, don’t stop. I want to be balls deep when you kill me, but it’ll be worth it.”
Half laughing even as I fuck myself on his cock, I’m surprised that this feels so easy. It feels as if we’ve known each other for longer, and Gareth is not a selfish lover. There are bites and hickies all over my breasts, and his thumb finds my clit to help drive my pleasure even harder.
Since we’re facing each other, I can see all of his ink and scars. My fingers run over his skin, and he grins as he covers my hand with his.
“That’s it. Fuck,” he gasps. “Such a wet, greedy pussy, Angel. I’m fucking obsessed. I need to be inside you as often as I can.”
Saying nothing as he licks a bead of sweat traveling between my breasts, I keep my thoughts to myself. I am definitely obsessed with him as well.
Tumbling me onto my back, he lifts my leg over his shoulder, and my toes curl as he hits an even deeper spot inside of me.
