“Baby, I’m trying to keep you safe and you’re fightin’ me at every turn.”
I sighed, making my way to him and sitting in his lap, straddling his hips. “I get it now.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I stroked his beard. “We’re running into a battle of the alphas.”
“Is that what we’re doing?”
“I’ve been on my own for a long time, honey,” I said. “I have never had anyone ‘do’ for me. I’m the head of my family, so to speak. I essentially raised my sisters, and still raise Melody to a certain extent, so when I see an issue, I take care of it. I have resources, so I used those resources to get information on Tammy and I just went with it. Maybe it wasn’t the wisest thing to do, and perhaps I could have given you the information instead and had you deal with it, but can we please acknowledge that it was a good plan and it all worked out?”
“But it could have gone to shit.”
“Yes, you’re right, it could have. And that’s bad on my part. I promise, I’ll be more careful in the future. But it was a fucking good plan,” I prompted. “Right?”
He sighed. “Yeah, baby, it was. I wouldn’t have handled it the same way, but it was a good plan.”
“And…?”
“And I’m sorry I locked you in…” He paused and shook his head. “No, actually, I’m not. If you pull something like that again, Lyric, I’m gonna fuckin’ handcuff you to the bed.”
“You have handcuffs?”
“I do.”
I pressed my pussy against his already rock hard cock. “Maybe we can play.”
He shook his head pulling my T-shirt over my head. “No. There will never be a time I want you restrained in bed. I like your hands on me.”
Cupping my breasts, he drew one nipple, then the other into his mouth. I dropped my head back as he lavished attention on my breasts, sucking, biting and rolling my nipples into tight beads.
Pulling my head down, he kissed me, then stood, lifting me off of him and setting me on my feet. Divesting us both of the rest of our clothing, he guided me to the bed and gripped my chin. “On your knees.”
I nodded and climbed onto the mattress, scrambling onto all fours, my pussy contracting with need, and I knew I was already soaked. The bed dipped as he knelt behind me and I bit my lip in anticipation, but when the slap to my ass came, I wasn’t prepared for the near orgasm it produced.
“One day, Angel, you’re gonna learn to obey me.” Slap. “Until then, I’m gonna need to teach you a few lessons.” Another slap.
I certainly planned to never obey, because these kinds of lessons were delicious.
He slid into me and I pressed back against him to take him deeper. He pulled out of me and I whimpered as he slid his finger inside of me, wanting his dick, but then he pushed back inside of me, pushing his slick digit into my very tight hole and I gasped at the intrusion.
“You okay?” he asked.
“Hell, yeah,” I said. “Harder, Doom.”
He obliged.
He slammed into me, harder and harder, his finger fucking my ass in rhythm with his dick and I came so hard and fast, I fell to the mattress, screaming his name, my body shaking as my pussy contracted around his cock.
His hand connected with my ass before my orgasm was finished, and he growled, “On your knees, Lyric.”
I got on my knees, where he promptly came on my ass, sliding his fingers through the wetness, then pressing inside of me again.
“Donotmove,” he ordered.
My arms were shaking with the effort, but I did not move, and he slid two fingers into my pussy, and his thumb into my ass, pumping until I thought for sure I’d lose my mind. Then his dick was inside of me again and his hand connected with my ass and I screamed his name.
“Get there, baby,” I begged.
