Page 22 of The Bound Alpha


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I nodded. My hole clenched over nothing and I grimaced. I repositioned, bending over the couch. “Shove it in.”

Rhys chuckled. “Easy there.”

“What’s so funny?” I glared at him over my shoulder.

“Nothing. You’re—” He swallowed. “You’re amazing.” With a touch gentler than I was used to, he traced my rim with his fingertips. “And so wet.” A growl rose from his chest, and he placed a kiss on my lower back.

What the hell was he doing?

I was disgusting, leaking, and so incredibly helpless. Yet, Rhys was panting as he scooped my slick and licked his fingers. He moaned around them, his eyes fluttering, his cock growing hard. Then he spread the natural lubricant over the plug and teased my rim with the tip of it.

“In with it!” I let out a breath and loosened up.

Rhys pushed the toy in and tapped the base.

Tears sprang to my eyes at the relief and fullness, and I rested my face on the blanket. I squeezed the silicone with my ass and sat up on the couch. I was half-hard—aroused but not ready for more.

“Are you comfortable?” Rhys asked, still kneeling.

“Yes, and much better, thanks. I should be okay until the next wave. Then I’ll need you to fuck me again.” I made it sound simple, but I was as much afraid of teh next stages of heat as I was excited for them. Because by now, I knew Rhys would be there for me.

“Of course.” Rhys caressed my thighs and met my gaze. Even on his knees, he was face to face with me. He didn’t loom over me. Quite the opposite—he bowed his head in submission. “Can I suck your cock in the meantime?”

“Why?”

“Because maybe you’ll let me.” He licked his lips. “And then, if I’m good enough, you’ll enjoy it.”

He could do anything he wanted until my next wave and service me when I’d become desperate again. Yet, he stayed by me. He chose to submit. He craved it. In my state, it would be difficult for me to fuck him or overpower him in a physical way, but I’d been controlled by Alphas not only because they were stronger, but because of expectations and social hierarchy.

Rhys was throwing the latter away and handing me the king’s scepter.

Excitement filled me. I had to admit to myself that I’d been enjoying Rhys’s game more than I’d expected.

My dick dripped pre-cum and so did his, both of us stuck in a loop of edging. We were guided by our instincts and the need to mate. And my heat was leading us both. Leaning into what our bodies craved might be the best course of action.

I parted my thighs and pointed to the floor. “Bring me a packet of nutrients. In your teeth. Crawl for me.”

“Yes, Master.” Rhys obeyed, brought me the food on all fours, and dropped it into my hand. He nuzzled my inner thigh and placed a tiny kiss there.

Goosebumps broke on my flesh, and I parted my knees, giving him more access. I gripped him by the hair, meeting his gaze that seemed half-drunk. My pheromones had an intense effect on him.

“Very good. You’re mine… my servant.” I ran my knuckles down his cheek. “During my heat.”

He nodded. “Yes, Master.”

He was so handsome and strong, yet open about how vulnerable his need for me was. My hormonal changes were doing a number on me because I was enamored by him to an insane degree. What if I’d ask me to stay? Nah, that would never happen. He’d wanted a night to fulfill his fantasies. That was it. And he’d ended up servicing me.

“Suck my cock, but keep your hands behind your back.” I guided him by the hair and revelled in the sight of his fluttering lashes and a small smile as he followed my directions.

He licked the crown of my dick, then took it gently between his lips. A low growl bubbled from his chest as he swirled his tongue and bobbed his head. His hot mouth was a luxury I could get used to, but an Alpha tending to my needs would never be in my future.

For now, I would milk it. I held him by his short hair, wishing it was longer, and thrust up into his mouth. I was so close already. Rhys on his knees, taking my cock like a good Alpha was a scenario straight from a page of a fantasy story. One where gender roles didn’t exist in the bedroom and people weren’t ashamed of their kinks.

A low sound laced with need coming from Rhys sent me over the edge.

My ass clenched around the plug as my balls drew up. I shot into my Alpha’s mouth, crying out his name.

He swallowed greedily, then pulled away, licking every drop from the crown of my dick.