Page 102 of The Alpha's Getaway


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“Tell me you deserve to be happy.”

“I—”

“Say it.”

My chest releases a quivering breath as he massages his thumb into my sweet spot.

“I–”

“Come on, baby. I know you can do it. Show me.”

A tear falls from my eye at the pleasure from his tender yet dominant words.

“I deserve to be happy.”

“That’s right,” he murmurs with satisfaction. “You always have.”

He removes himself from me, and I glance over my shoulder to find him grabbing a bottle of lube from his bedside table “Get on all fours,” he orders, and I do as he says and spread my legs.

I quiver as he squeezes it onto my hole.

“You want my fingers, pups?”

I whine. “Yes, please.”

“Because you deserve it.”

“Because I deserve it.”

Caleb’s eyes dilate as I speak, his gaze gravitating to my throbbing, swollen cock. “I think someone deserves to come, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

He grunts in response and slowly pushes one finger inside me. I grip onto his sheets, releasing a low scream of pleasure as he begins to pump, sinking lower and lower until it’s fully seated inside me.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry.

“Mm,” he grunts. “Fucking swallowing me whole.”

I chew on my mouth until I can taste blood. Then he enters another finger, stretching me wide. I bite down on the sheets tomuffle my moan, but he leans forward and grips my hair from the back and tilts my head.

“No,” he groans. “None of that. Let me hear it.”

“Caleb,” I gasp when he starts to pump quicker.

Sweat beads across my forehead until I’m a moaning mess.

“Oh, Goddess.” He presses his fingers into my prostate. “Look at your legs trembling. Look how badly you want this.”

Tears sting my eyes as I choke on a sob. Everything starts to tingle until I’m filled with heated pleasure. I grind my cock into the bed as he continues to fuck my ass with his fingers.

“Yeah, that’s it. Fuck my bed.”

Caleb leans over me, his weight making me more aroused as I listen to his heavy breathing in my ear.

“Perfect,” he purrs.

My hips move forward as I grind my cock against his soft sheets and don’t stop until I’m practically humping it. Caleb’s fingers slide in and out until they’re as deep as they can go.