Chapter 41 #2
“That’s my Casey,” he cooed. More, I silently begged, almost clawing at him as my mouth refused to work.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ve got you.” He loomed over me, his green eyes watching my twitching body.
He pulled out and slowly pushed back inside me, feeling my body give way to his girth.
My insanity built with each slow thrust, the sensation even more intense than his normal bruising intensity.
As soon as I could catch my breath, I opened my eyes to see him watching where our bodies were joined.
“Mmm,” he growled with approval. Giving me one long thrust, he spread my legs with both hands, giving him a better view of his cock inside me. “Look at your pretty hole taking me.”
I wished I could see. I wanted to know how wide I had to open just to take him.
I could feel it, the way his cock brushed against that spot inside me, the one that made my eyes roll back into my head.
I felt so full. Gasping, my legs shook when he thrust inside me again, slowly, tenderly, pushing against my pleasure spot.
Was I cumming from that? From only his cock touching me deep inside?
I was. God, I was cumming again just from his shallow thrusts.
My entire body shook uncontrollably as waves of pleasure surged through me, climaxing solely from being fucked.
“You just love my cock, don’t you, omega?
” Still shaking, I could barely keep my eyes open.
His soft touches against my walls prolonged my pleasure to the point of madness.
Though I’d definitely climaxed, my cock lay still across my stomach.
He’d made me cum from my ass this time, and it was more intense than any orgasm I’d had before.
The proof of me loving his cock was more than obvious. “Tell me, Casey.”
“I love…” Moaning, my legs quivered, his hands keeping them still through the shudders.
He kept slowly fucking me on purpose, just to make it harder for me to speak.
I could barely think, let alone talk. But the words were easy to say, even with my tongue fucked silly.
“I love your cock. You fuck me so good. I need more.”
“I know you do.” He would give me more, but only in the way he wanted to give it. I was putty in his hands, and it was heaven.
I wanted him to bite me. I wasn’t sure if it was because we’d always been conscious of leaving any lingering marks on each other, or the fact that my heat made me burn with the desire for him to claim me. I wanted his teeth all over me, sinking into my flesh as he made me his over and over.
“I…” I wanted to ask. To beg. Bite me. Mark me. “I wish you could bite me.”
Growling, he nipped at my neck, giving me as much as he could without leaving a mark. “I want to fucking bite you, Casey. One day I’m going to leave so many marks on you, they won’t fade for a week.” We both wanted that, more than we’d ever wanted anything before.
My Alpha fucked me harder, somehow keeping me on the edge of pleasure and overwhelming me all at once. I came three times in a row, just from being fucked, but still nothing came out of me through every single climax. It wasn’t enough, not even close. It was only building the pressure inside me.
Whimpering, I reached for him, hoping he would sense what I needed.
“What’s that? Do you need me to stroke your cock so you can cum?
” As soon as he said the words, his big hand closed around my cock, and my back arched with pleasure.
It was too much stimulation, fucking and stroking all at once.
“You’re doing so well, only cumming from your asshole.
But you need to cum from the front too, don’t you?
” He knew what he was doing. He was playing me like a fiddle, like he had the first day he fucked me.
I writhed underneath him, gritting my teeth as he stroked and fucked me, both sating my unquenchable desire and overwhelming me all at once.
I wasn’t climbing towards climax. I was being tossed into the abyss, whether I liked it or not. “You’re gonna cum for me again, baby.”
It wasn’t a request. It was a command. And my body obeyed.
Surging forward, my body curled into itself as it came crashing down, and I came all over his hand in an earth-shattering orgasm. Trembling all over, I barely felt his arms tighten around me. He held me close, giving me slow, gentle thrusts as if to soothe my shaking body.
“Good boy,” he whispered in my ear. “Sssh. It’s okay.
Calm down. I’m here. I’ve got you, Casey.
” Brushing my hair back, he petted my head, his touch slowly easing my tremors.
My jaw shook as I stared up at those bright green eyes that watched my every movement.
“You never cease to amaze me, Casey. I’ve never enjoyed watching someone cum as much as you.
The way you respond to me… so openly and so eagerly. It’s intoxicating.”
He bent down and sweetly kissed my lips, savoring them with his tongue.
There was something vulnerable about the way he touched me in that moment.
Adam was always in control, always steady and firm.
I wasn’t kissing the man who told me when to cum, or how to address him. I was kissing someone else tonight.
We held each other’s gaze as he thrust inside me, my heat far from over.
His earrings swayed back and forth even at this slow pace.
I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch them, running my fingertip over the swinging chain.
He grunted, moaning through gritted teeth when I brushed his ear.
I did it again, slowly, purposefully trying to make him moan for me.
“There’s a reason I usually tell you to keep your hands above your head, omega.”
Maybe it was my heat, but I felt emboldened, eager to drink deeply of Adam. “Oh?”
“Because I can’t control myself when you touch me.” He put my hand to his lips, kissing each finger one by one. “I want you to touch me so badly, omega. I’m craving your touch like nothing else.”
Placing both hands on his face, I caressed his nose, his forehead, and every plane of his freckled cheekbones.
The sound of his panting as he fucked me harder made me squeal with delight, and consumed my very being.
With every orgasm and every movement of his body, my heat slipped further and further away.
The madness that always gripped me seemed like a distant memory. There was only Adam. Only my Alpha.