Unleashing His Alpha (8 page)

In the end, there was going to be nothing left of him to give. By the time she was done with him tonight, he was going to be exhausted to the point where he wouldn’t even be able to imagine a world where he wasn’t feeling the numbing, tickling sensation all over his body. That was her goal.

She kept working his cock, listening to him moan and groan as his hips pushed deeper and deeper into her. He continued fucking her face, taking her harder and harder until his hands were running through her hair, clamping down on her head and fucking her face as hard as he could. At this point, there was nothing she had to do. There was nothing that she could do, even if she wanted to.

As she kept letting him fuck her harder and harder, eventually, he threw back his head and let out a savage moan and she felt him release everything inside of him. She felt his cock twitching and the burst inside of her mouth was hot, powerful, and more than she had expected. She closed her eyes and reached up, working the shaft of his cock as she let him give everything to her that he had.

“Oh God,” he moaned with extreme delight. His whole body started to shudder with extreme euphoria and she felt his cock slowly start to soften. She had taken his power from him, but that was the point. This was the appetizer. This was just the beginning of what she was going to give him. In fact, this was going to be the beginning of everything she wanted. 

“How was that?” she asked him with a smile on her lips.

“That was amazing,” he exhaled.

Katie didn’t remember swallowing everything that he had given her, but it wasn’t like there was another choice. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to have all of him inside of her right now. She could still feel the sensation of his steel-like cock twitching in her mouth, bucking at the extreme power and strength of his orgasm.

She wanted to give him more. She wanted to give him everything that she had. As she slowly stood up, this was where she wanted things to get interesting. This was where she wanted to really show him what she was capable of.

“Do you really like my outfit?” she asked him, stepping closer and rubbing up against his naked body, feeling the heat radiating off his savage skin. This was the heat and fire she had heard about on the internet. This was the flaming experience she wanted so badly. As she pressed against him, his hands instinctively began to run over her arms, down her sides, over her ass, and there, they dug in under her miniskirt. She smiled and felt his fingertips pressing hard against her ass, digging in and kneading her flesh.

Thousands of squats had built this ass for him and she wanted him to take it, to taste it, to bite down onto it and claim it for his own.

Reaching down, she unbuttoned the miniskirt and let it fall to the floor, standing in front of him in her red lacy thong. She liked this thong and she liked being a little more naked in front of him. She reached down and felt the slick cock that was trying its hardest to recover. It was like a system attempting to reboot as quickly as possible. That was okay. She would let him buy himself some time, but there was definitely going to be a price.

Walking backwards, she sat down on a dresser and spread her legs, covered in their sheer, red stockings. She ran her fingertips up the inside of her legs until she reached her pussy, hidden under her red thong, a slutty Mrs. Claus ready to be fucked until she felt a Christmas miracle. Running her hands over the lace, feeling the lips of her pussy, feeling the brush over her clit, she shivered and let out a soft, playful moan as she watched the lust bleeding into his face.

His whole expression began to fill with a savage lust that she knew she wasn’t going to be able to satiate until he had his cock inside of her again. God, that was the plan. But until then, she was going to get a little something extra for herself.

Pulling her thong to the side, she revealed her pussy, already wet with the anticipation of him having her. He watched her, taking a step closer, magnetically drawn to the sight of her running her fingers down her slit, massaging her clit, and then running back down until the tips of her two fingers vanished inside of her pussy, unleashing a moan from her.

“Come on, baby,” she whispered to him. “Lick me until I scream.”

“Anything for you,” he said with a smile, dropping down to his knees.

She wrapped her legs over his shoulders and pulled him close. She wanted his face smashed up against her pussy until she saw stars. She smiled and leaned her head back against the wall, closing her eyes and imagining a world where this would be waiting for her every night. God, a girl could get used to this.

His lips pressed against the lips of her pussy and she could feel fire igniting inside of her, spreading like a virus to every cell in her body. She gripped the lip of the dresser until her knuckles were white and she couldn’t grip any tighter. Breathing heavier and heavier, she could feel that this was going to be something more powerful than she could ever imagine. God, she wanted his tongue inside of her. She wanted the warm, wet, playful entrance of that masterful tongue that she had already tasted and played with in her mouth, now she wanted it in her pussy.

She wanted it dancing inside of her. She was completely ready for him to give her everything that she needed. His lips kissed around her pussy, teasing her, playing this little game that she wasn’t ready for. She knew that he was a powerful man and that he had skills but this was a little too much. All she could think about was how good that was going to feel inside of her. She wanted more and more and more from him and the suspense of it all was going to make her scream.

Finally, his tongue grazed her pussy lips, running along the path up to her clit and she felt a shiver explode down her spine like a chain reaction sending arctic chills through her bones, through her muscles. She released her grip on the lip of the dresser and let a long moan exhale from her lungs, rattling through her like a gale, warning her of something terrifying and immense that was on the horizon.

She had created a monster. With each brush of his tongue, she knew that he was ravaging her, consuming her. She moaned and slammed her hand against the wall as her chest heaved and she moaned louder and louder, gripping him tighter and tighter with her legs. His tongue was a master at what it did and it was like being painted by Picasso. Moaning and screaming, she had no doubt that his neighbors knew exactly what he was doing to her and exactly what she was experiencing right now.

She closed her eyes as his tongue circled her clit, rubbing and massaging it to the point of transcendent ecstasy. She felt like she could see the heavens and all she could think about was that this was what she wanted.

White light burst inside of her and she felt her hips thrusting against his face, her legs holding him there as he kept his tongue inside of her, dancing and exploring with the curiosity of a vicious Cortez. He was ravaging her and she had never felt someone do that with their tongue so expertly. There were the fingertips of natural talent that she could feel all around the inside of her. She was panting and breathing, trying to catch her breath, certain that she was going to have a heart attack any moment now.

As she ran her fingers through his hair, she knew she would never have anything quite like that again. There was no way that she was going to experience oral like him ever again. She had to stay with him. She had to keep him in her life until the day she died. No one would ever live up to him.

He wiped his mouth and stood up, his cock as hard as a spear, ready for battle. She smiled and stroked it, still trying to find some kind of solid footing where she wasn’t crippled by her orgasm. It was hard to find the right words or to find any kind of feeling at all that was solid. She felt completely ravaged, like she’d been bombed by lust and she was sitting in the smoking ruins of it.

“God, you’re incredible,” she moaned, hugging him to her and squeezing him. “I want you forever, Shane. I need that in my life.”

“Good,” he laughed, hugging her back with one arm and trying to blindly guide his cock into her pussy with the other hand. She knew exactly what he was doing and she didn’t care. She was completely fine with it. In fact, she was all ready for him. She was practically dripping with the anticipation and the excitement that was coming for her.

When the tip of his cock touched the lips of her pussy, she felt another explosion inside of her. There was something inside that was screaming already, begging for him to take everything that he wanted. When his cock was set, she smiled and closed her eyes, feeling his hands moving up her stomach and finding her breasts. As he squeezed her breasts under the seasonal corset, she smiled and moaned, loving the feeling of his fingers gripping and squeezing her assets. She loved the pain of when a man really got to work on her breasts. She liked it when they pinched her nipples or even went so far as to nibble on them.

Sure, they were still covered up, but this was round one. This was still the beginning of the game. As his cock slipped deeper and deeper inside of her, she moaned and closed her eyes, writhing under the euphoric pain and bliss of his tight fight. It was better than anything she could have imagined. It was better than she even remembered it being a few days ago.

“Oh, yes,” she moaned, arching her back and letting him take her all the way. She could feel his hips against her ass and she knew that he was in her as deep as he could possibly go. This was incredible. This was the tightest fit she’d ever felt and there was something remarkable about him. The feeling of his cock inside of her, taking advantage of her, and pushing against her; this was the best experience of her life.

There was nothing she wanted more, and with each thrust, she knew she could take this forever. She knew she could have everything horrible or mundane in her life, but if she had Shane, she would be completely fine.

Pulling his cock slowly out of her, pressing and dragging the entire way, she moaned as the friction sent sparks throughout her, firing off on all of her nerves. She shuddered and writhed against him, grinding against his cock as he slipped it in deeper and deeper until he could go no farther again.

She moaned as he started to pick up the pace, slowly. She liked the feeling of him being inside of her and taking her. She loved that he was everything she wanted. Closing her eyes and pinching them shut, she bit her lip, trying to fight against the lust, pain, and delight running through her right now. It felt like his cock was squeezing inside of her and pushing her open as wide as she could go. It was everything she wanted.

“God, you’re great,” she moaned. “Keep going. Keep doing just that.”

Thankfully, unlike every other man she had dated in her life, Shane knew that when she said keep doing just that, she meant it. There was nothing else she could think about. While he kept fucking her, she knew he would hold out until they were ready.

Calm and steady, that’s what she wanted. Calm and steady. God, she wanted everything to go just right. He kept pushing deeper and deeper, pulling out until his head was about to come out of her, but then he would stop and push deeper inside of her. This was everything she wanted. Her hips grinding and pushing against him, her head thrown back, her eyes pinched shut, and screaming with the rhythm of his body; she felt the threshold coming up. She felt everything coming to a head.

When the orgasm hit her, she knew there was nothing she could do but feel it hit her like a meteor from the heavens. It slammed into her with explosive power, ripping apart the earth and shattering everything that she ever knew. It was something she couldn’t hold back, something she couldn’t take any more of.

Breathing heavily, she opened her eyes and felt the impact rippling through her body as Shane took a step back, pulling his cock out of her and smiling. He was still good to go. His tolerance was higher than hers. How was that possible? Was that something about being a Shifter that she didn’t know about?

“Ready?” he asked her and she couldn’t help but feel like the tables had turned on her. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. She was supposed to be blowing his mind, not the other way around. How was she this good and he still be better than her?

“How are you so incredible?” She breathed slowly, trying to get control of her body that felt like it was beginning to hit a critical meltdown of lust and euphoria. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before. This was the essence of everything she wanted, but she just didn’t know it. She wasn’t the master here. She was the student.

“One of the perks of being a Shifter,” he told her with a smile.