His tongue lavishes my clit. Smith makes these masculine grunting noises as he devours me. His tongue circles my clit over and over and he uses his fingers to fuck me.
Smith’s lips circle around my clit hard, making me moan and pant for him. I’m immediately frustrated when his lips and tongue leave my pussy and he stares down at me.
“Don’t worry, I’m going to give you what you need. Such a needy, little slut for your Alpha, aren’t you?”
“Yes, please, please,” I beg him.
He puts three fingers inside me this time and the pressure feels amazing. “You can take one more for me, can’t you, little star?”
I nod my head and he puts a fourth finger inside me, and I groan before my breathing increases. “That’s it, good girl. I want you to squirt all over me. Show me how much this pussy belongs to me.”
He puts a hand on top of my pelvis, pushing down as he thrusts his fingers in and out of me in an upward motion. The pressure is so intense I can’t help it when I do exactly as he says and release pours out of me as I reach my orgasm. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, like the buildup couldn’t come fast enough, and once I reached that edge, it was like finally reaching the highest peak I could have imagined.
Smith smiles and groans at the mess he’s made of me. “Such a messy little slut for me,” he says as his mouth latches onto my pussy again, and embarrassing noises of pleasure leave me. He laps up my slick as he climbs up my body again. He grabs me by the jaw and forces my mouth to open for him.
I part my lips, and he spits my slick into my mouth. “Good girl, now swallow.” I do as he says and I’m now completely soaked again from his demands and his words.This filthy man was made for me.During my interview at Heat Haven all I could picture was Smith doing this to me. He’s brought my fantasy to life. Showing me that I’m his. All I ever want to be is his.
“So good for your Alpha. Do you want my knot and cum to fill you up?”
“Yes, so bad, Alpha, please.” He looks at me intensely.
“Baby, are you going into heat?” he asks, and I shake my head no. I mean, I feel a little out of it, but no, I don’t think I’m going into heat.
“No, I just want you so bad. This is everything I’ve ever wanted.”
His palms grab each side of my face, and he kisses me tenderly. I can taste a mixture of whiskey and my release on his tongue.
“How do you want my knot?”
“I want you on top of me. I want to feel how strong you are.”
“I’ll give my baby what she wants,” he tells me. Smith holds his cock in his fist as he drags the tip along my entrance. He slowly enters me, making me lose my breath. His dick is hands down the largest I’ve ever had. I’m sure his knot is no different. I want the stretch, I want everything he can give me.
“That’s right, take my cock,” he says, causing me to clench around him, making him groan. “Fuck, your pussy is a goddamn dream.”
My hands are on his shoulders, my nails leaving crescent shaped marks behind. He places his forearms around my face, cradling my head as he thrusts in and out of me. Smith places kisses along my neck and jaw as he looks me in the eyes.
“I love you,” he says. It’s like all rational thoughts leave me at that moment. This is everything I’ve ever wanted. Someone who truly loves me for me. My Alpha on top of me telling me he loves me after he tells me dirty things. The way he looks at me like I’m his entire world and tells me how perfect I am.
“Bond me, bite me, Alpha,” I beg.
“Cami, baby,” he says. I grab him by the nape of his neck, his thrusting slows.
“You’re it for me, bond me. You’re all I need,” I tell him and it must break something inside of him. He pounds into me with brutal thrusts. Panting against my neck as he fucks me relentlessly. I feel his knot inflate inside me, causing so much pressure that I scream and everything goes black.
I can hear myself chanting, “Bond me,” to Smith as his knot reaches full size, and he comes inside me, and his teeth meet my throat.
It clears my head immediately as I realize we’ve just bonded. The pain of the bite is gone, but I can feel his emotions clearly through the bond. Smith isn’t an impulsive person, and what we just did was very much impulsive, though I can’t feel myself regretting it. He is far from regretful. I don’t feel negative emotions down the bond, but I sense his panic.
Luckily for me, we’re knotted together and there is nowhere he can escape me as we work through this.
Chapter 18
“Smith,”Isayhisname as he stares at my bond mark.
“I know I should feel guilty, Cami. But I fucking don’t. I know we should have talked more, and this was fast. But I don’t regret it, I’d never regret you,” he says while his thumb traces the mark.
“Thank God, I thought you were going to have a breakdown and try to apologize. I wanted it, it feels nice, doesn’t it?”
