The Forbidden Alpha

Ethan

I bent down in front of her and pulled her pants to the ground. She stepped out of them without a word. I put my arms back around her waist before I lifted her off the floor and sat her pretty little ass on the table that was behind her.

My hands dipped to her thighs and I widened them and filled the space between her legs. I slid my hand between us and dived beneath the fabric of her pants. She let out a scream I felt. Fuck she is amazing. My mate squirmed and tried to pull on my arm but I was stronger.

“Please,” she whimpered.

I brought my fingers out of her pussy and began rubbing them over her clit slow and soft. Her legs began to shake and her breaths came out in little gasps. She took two of my fingers like a goddess and jerked every time my thumb rubbed slow circles over her pert little clit.

“Ethan,” she moaned. I crashed my lips to hers and swallowed her moan. I fisted my hand in her hair and pulled down on it hard revealing her throat to me. My fingers slowed their pace as I nipped and sucked at her soft flesh.

“Ethan, please,” she begged.

I pumped in hard, my fingers held a steady hard pace. “I’m not your Prince Charming, Adea,” I growled in her ear. “Your so fucking wet. I’m not going to stop until I say so.”

My cock was straining against the material of my pants. I dragged my teeth across her jaw and back down to her neck. I wanted nothing more than to eat her up. She whimpered and ground against my fingers. I knew she was close, she tightened around me, and her movements became jerky. I pulled my fingers from her core and she sighed in frustration. She looked up at me confused.

“Is there something wrong?” I teased.

She huffed and fell back until she lay on the table. My mate looked up at me with needy eyes and her thighs tightened around me as she ached for me.

“Ask nicely,” I said. “Say, please Ethan.”

“Please, Ethan,” she breathed.

“Fuck me,” I said.

“Fuck me, Ethan,” she begged.

Adea

I ached so much it hurt. I wanted him and I needed the pleasure only he could give. I watched as he took a step back. He fumbled with his belt and unzipped his pants. When they dropped to the floor I was practically panting.

He reached down with one hand and ripped my shirt down. My breasts broke free and the hardened peeks begged for his warm hands. A second later, his greedy fingers twisted and pulled on one before moving over to the next. His hand slid down to my waist and he held me in place.

He worked quickly and within seconds he held his thick member in his hand. I yelped in surprise as he pulled me to the edge of the table. My legs shook as he slid his tip up and down between my folds. His hand on my hip gripped my thigh and he lifted it above his shoulder.

“What are yo—” I started to ask.

He thrust his hips and his thick hard cock slammed into me. Every inch filled and stretched me as he buried himself into my wet pussy.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned. “Ethan!”

He stilled and let me adjust to his size. He was so deep inside me I swear he was in my stomach. I was folded up like a lawn chair but it didn’t stop me from arching my back and wiggling my hips. “I’m going to fuck you now, My Queen,” he growled low. He thrust and my whole body jerked back. He lay into me over and over again and I held onto him as tightly as possible. He pounded into me; his hard length claiming me. He pulled me towards him as he fucked me, and I felt something spark and begin to grow.

He pulled out and thrust into me faster and harder. The table slid against the floor as he slammed in and out of me. I needed it, I wanted it. He pushed me over the edge and I came all over him. I squeezed around him.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he kept up his rhythm. “You’re so fucking tight, Adea.”

I moaned unable to say anything as he continued to slam into me. Despite being sensitive, it still felt good and I felt my body building towards another orgasm. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

He still had me folded up and I had little room to move. My clit throbbed and my body tingled as he fucked me harder. His head dropped back and the sounds of our skin slapping against each other filled the room.

He pushed me over the edge again, my stomach muscles burned, and I opened my eyes to watch him as he fucked me. He pounded into me as I clenched around him. He lifted me into the air and continued to fuck me as he walked me to the bed.

He dropped me on the bed, pulling out of me, and my leg ached from the angle it had been in. My body felt like jelly as he leaned down and gripped my ankle. He flipped me onto my belly and his hands found my hips. He lifted my ass and dove into me.

“I wanted to fuck my queen in our bed,” he grunted. I felt his balls slap against my sensitive skin and moaned. He pulled out and thrust in and out of me ruthlessly. He filled me and left me empty over and over again. He slammed into me to the hilt and I whimpered. It felt amazing; he felt amazing. I was coming again.

“Ethan, oh, Ethan,” I moaned.

He grunted as his release filled me. I tightened around him and he groaned as I milked every last drop. He dropped beside me and I fell flat on my stomach. We lay next to each other in silence until our breathing evened. Ethan leaned over and kissed my cheek.

“I can’t wait to see you walk down that aisle to me,” Ethan murmured.