Page 65 of Alpha's Good Girl


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This feels different.

I had a front row seat as he wrecked my already-sore walls. My gaze flicked to his face and everything clenched. His head was tilted, his teeth dug into his bottom lip, his eyes glued to where we connected. He pulled out of me and we both groaned as he slammed home.

“Dane,” I moaned.

“Louder, Babygirl.”

He pulled out as far as he could without fully leaving. His hard cock filled me and my hands dropped above my head.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

“Fuck,” he groaned. His hair was a mess. I reached up and grabbed a handful. My pussy made loud whooshing noises as he filled me, the wet friction echoing in the quiet room as he fucked the air right out of me.

“Oh, Dane,” I cried out to the only God I’d worship.

“Scream it,” he commanded. My walls tightened around him.

No, no, no.

Not yet.

I want to keep going.

“Dane!” I obeyed.

My body had other plans. The weight of him pressing down on me was something I didn’t know I needed.Hefelt warm.

His arms slid under my back, his hands gripping my shoulder. He drove into me as he held me still.

“Damn it all, V. I’m never letting you go,” he growled.

“Oh, please,” I begged.

I never want him to.

I dug my nails into his arms as he pinned me beneath him, my weak grip on his neck barely holding me in place. He grunted and slammed into me. My eyes widened, soundless.

Beside us, the leather of the chair creaked. I could hear his breathing. It was hungry and perfectly in sync with the wet slap of Dane’s hips.

I let myself fall into it. I cried out, his name on my lips as he pushed his knot in. My nails dug deeper. I couldn’t get away. His chest against mine, our hearts beating as he stretched me to thelimit with his knot. Tears ran down into my ears as he pounded me relentlessly.

“Eyes on me,” he commanded.

I stared into the devil’s eyes and loved every fucking minute. I came violently around him, begging. For what, I didn’t even know—but needed anyway. His knot began to swell, locking us together as he gave one final-bone deep thrust.

Kade’s scent was stronger. It turned dark and smoky as he watched his brother claim me. Dane hooked his arms under my knees and hauled me up until I was straddling him, keeping us fused as he sat back. My body bounced with the remnants of my peak, his name a prayer on my lips. His hot tongue glided up the side of my neck.

He held back his release, his knot stretching me to the limit as he continued to grind into me, a slow, punishing friction that refused to let the moment end.

“Vera, my Vera,” he groaned.

“Cum in me,” I begged.