Her Broken Alpha - Isoellen Page 0,17

need and pleasure.

The desk put her at the perfect height. He braced a hand near her head and pulled her needy core closer. Growling, he watched her essence trickle down her thighs.

Shucking out of his pants, he took his ready cock in hand, hissing at the contact of the hot flesh against his own palm. He would put it right there, in that sweet, wet place.

Positioning himself over her he rubbed lengthwise through the tender lips of her pussy. He listened to her song, her sounds more encouraging as he rubbed himself over that curious little bump of flesh his tongue loved so well.

This was the monster's first female. If there had been others, it was before he awoke and started taking control of the man. He couldn't remember any others.

They didn't matter anyway.

No one else would ever matter.

There would be no other.

Her legs flailed and she tried to wrap them around his middle and pull him closer. Pushing one of them high and folding her so she fit against him, Darre rubbed the wide head of his member at the entrance of her inner passage.

A dark purple, swollen mess, he seeped his own clear stream of slick. That didn't happen. Usually his cock was ready, but hot and dry, demanding relief, but never giving. He produced no slippery pre-cum for his hand. But for this female, he brought out his offering.

It pleased the monster. This was as it was meant to be. He rubbed and pressed against her hole, their mutual noises sloppy and undignified.

She moved her foot to his shoulder for leverage and lifted her hips, her body calling for his. His cock slipped into place. Her passage was so tight, cradling him, suckling at him. His female sang her song, sweet and melodic.

Her need brushed over his skin as soft and gentle as a feather, easing the demanding pressure in the base of his spine and cooling the burn of his swollen testicles. Like him, instinct had made her needy. A cell-deep biological command to mate and reproduce controlled them now. His little treasure begged for more.

He made guttural noises; words lost to him. Using short, shallow movements of his cock, he opened her body to take him. She’d get only want he wanted her to have. She would not command him. He was an alpha. He would control her need.

Her breathy answering sounds turned to whines, but he held steady. Gripping at him, her tunnel squeezed, wanting his member, as hungry as a voracious kiss.

Grasping the dark flesh of his erection at the base, he held back the urgency of his growing knot. Unable to resist all the smooth skin, he let his other hand wander her body, discovering her slender neck and gorgeous breasts.

His hands looked massive on her lush little frame. Watching her breasts shake with every shallow thrust, he covered them with his palms. Her little nipples were fascinating. She was light-skinned, her flesh a flawless golden rose to his darker, scarred hide.

Tears welled in her eyes and her face was pink and sweaty. She needed. She wanted. Her desire doubled all his sensations, pleasure gathering at his spine and then exploding out in a surprising burst of heat and freedom.

Darre came for the first time in ages, seed streaming from his cock into her sweet, wet cave. The pleasure of his release curved his back in a shocking arc. Intense, painful, addictive pleasure flooded him all at once.

Her body bucked, receiving him just as he’d always imagined his woman would.

Now that her passage was coated with his fluids and better prepared, he pushed deeper into that tight space, delving with longer strokes. Stretching her out and testing her limits.

Sweat coated him, tinged pink by the blood of his kills. It dripped into his eyes as he looked down at the place where they were joined. What a glorious sight she was.

His thick, oversized member was dark and ugly in the center of her straining petals. Spilled masculine seed and female slick created a gloss of nectar on his cock. The wet mess coated his balls, the tops of his thighs, and between his legs. It pooled on the desk and spattered on the floor beneath them.

It was the most amazing thing he had ever seen. Ever felt.

The monster wanted more.

Darre glided his hands over the body connected to him. He played with her little nipples while his hips found a steady rhythm. He rubbed and stroked at the points of her body