And when Kasias palmed his cock, stroking himself from root to tip, my mouth watered as pre-cum lined the tip.
“Say you’re mine, female.” He stared right into my eyes. “Tell me your virgin pussy is only mine, will only ever be mine.” He moved closer, still with his cock in hand, and started stroking himself faster as he stared at me. “Tell me that once my big fucking dick is in that tight little pussy of yours that you’ll never allow any male near you again.”
I couldn’t breathe or think, but the words fell from me effortlessly. “I’m yours. I’ll only ever be yours.” He groaned. “This pussy is yours.” I popped my ass out as if to emphasize that point. And as I felt strength move through me, I said, “Just the same way you’re mine, Kasias. You’ll only ever be mine.” He closed his eyes, and his entire body shuddered at those words.
“Only yours,” he moaned in a distorted voice.
He let go of himself, and I felt my eyes widen as I saw pre-cum drip off the tip of his cock, this stringy clear fluid falling to the floor. I moaned at how erotic the sight was. My eyes widened even more when he smoothed his thumb over the crown, gathering more pre-cum that seemed to be a constant at the tip, and moved closer to me. I couldn’t tear my gaze from his cock, my focus on that cum-soaked digit, but then I finally glanced to his eyes.
“Open,” he said that one word in a demanding tone, and I found myself parting my lips and obeying right away. I tasted his seed when he ran his thumb over the tip of my tongue, and as I closed my lips around his finger and sucked, sucked, sucked, lights exploded behind my now closed eyes. God, he tasted good. So good that I wanted to drink him up.
Before I knew what was happening, he brought his palm down on my ass so hard I curled my hands around the dresser for support, opened my eyes, and parted my lips to gasp. He pulled his thumb out, leaned in to replace it with his tongue, and kissed me for long seconds.
“Yeah,” he groaned against my mouth before giving me one lingering kiss and straightening. He smoothed his hand over one of my ass cheeks, soothing the sting away. Blood rushed below the surface of my skin, and pleasure took a front seat.
Kasias was staking his claim, marking me in every way, and I knew I was about to really experience the full effect of what it meant to be taken by an alpha mate.
“Fucking say it, mate.”
There was a warning laced in his words, one I knew would not be denied.
“Say you’re mine.”
I didn't want to disobey him. God. I didn't want to.
“I’m yours,” I said instantly, meaning it right down to my core. I meant it with everything in me. He smacked my ass again, and I dug my nails into the wood of the dresser. The pain was so good. He smacked my ass again and again, not overly hard, but with enough force I felt that sting, knew my skin was red, probably his handprints painting my flesh.
The pain and pleasure stopped for only a heartbeat before I felt his breath on my ass. I felt him run his nose up and down the crease of my bottom, his tongue following the path.
“Your body was made for me. And this ass…” he growled low. “This ass will be mine at some point, Penny. I’ll fill every part of you with my cum.” He gave one cheek a gentle kiss then. “But not tonight. Tonight, my mate needs her pretty, tight cunt filled to ease that mating heat.”
He curled his fingers into my hips right before he smoothed his palms over my cheeks, spread them wide, then ran his tongue up and down the slit of my pussy. He sucked and licked, nipped and hummed along my swollen, heated flesh. And I was wantonly thrusting back against him, grinding on him so obscenely I should have been embarrassed. But I wasn’t. I was turned on.
And just when I was about to beg him to fuck me, he stood and started running the thick tip of his cock up and down my center. I could feel his pre-cum on the most intimate part of me, and that heat knew what it was, what it needed. I felt cool and collected for a second before my body temperature rose even higher.
“Penny,” he moaned. “Beg for my cock in that tight cunt, baby. Ask your mate for it all.”
Oh. God.
His words were so vulgar, and, Goddammit, they turned me on even more.
If he wanted more begging, I’d give it all to him and say thank you at the end.
8
Penny
Kasias growled, and I melted against the dresser even more.
Fuck me.
Just shove deep inside me.
I don’t need gentle.
I don’t want sweet.
I want to be fucked. By you.
Of course I said none of those things out loud. This was totally new to me, even if I was acting like some hungry female needed copious amounts of dick.
“Widen your stance for me, female. I want to see your dripping pussy hole right before I pop that cherry.” His voice was a rough timbre.
I was putty in his hands; had been since the moment I saw him at Ginny’s.
I had one cheek against the dresser, my hands curled around the edge, and felt his eyes on my now exposed sex.
“Fuck, you’re so pink and wet.” His body heat was exponentially more potent without his clothes on, and I felt so hot from it.
Kasias ran his finger down my slit and pushed it into my pussy, which my inner muscles immediately clamped down on. He grunted in approval.
I closed my eyes, and image after video image of him pounding into me coursed through my mind.
“You’re gonna be sore come morning, mate.”
Good. God. Yes.
“Fuck me already.” I was past caring about anything but feeling him stretch me.
And then I felt that thick, bulbous head in my hole. He used his foot to kick my legs farther apart and nestled his lean hips between my thighs. That first touch of his cock head to my pussy hole had electricity coursing through my nerve endings.
But to my disappointment, he didn’t thrust in. He kept tormenting me by rubbing himself up and down my cleft, gathering my pussy cream, and smearing his pre-cum in me.
Lifting my ass, begging him, propositioning him without words, I bit my lip and purred. And then his cock was being fed into my body, pushing through the barrier, the tight ring of unused muscle, claiming the space as only his.
“Fuck meeeee,” I cried when he went agonizingly slow. He roared out and shoved right into me, deep, hard, and so damn thoroughly that I cried out as pleasure—relief—stole my breath, my pulse, hell, my very sanity.
I'd never felt so completely taken with only one thrust. My inner muscles clenched along his length, and he grunted, buried balls-deep in me, bottomed out, staying still so I could adjust if only for this one moment.
Kasias pulled my ass cheeks apart wide, and I knew he was watching, staring at where he impaled me. He kept a steady pace of pulling out of me and then pushing back in.
Back and forth.
In and out.
Over and over again.
I felt his raw, animalistic magnetism, felt the mating heat consume me.
“Fuck.” He picked up speed and slammed harder into me. “Your cunt is so damn tight… mine.” He slammed into me again and again, and I was mindless, delirious from the pleasure.
Sweat formed on every inch of my body. I felt my orgasm start to move forward, outward, encompassing all of me.