Chapter 47 – Alec
ALEC
It’s incredible to watch her come undone.
Sydney throws her head back to scream, arching against my chest as I slam into her. I tighten my grip on her throat and am rewarded with her clenching around me.
She’s so perfect. Even the way her pussy squeezes around my cock is perfection. I’ve never felt anything better in all my life.
“Do you understand now?” I ask her, angling her head back down, forcing her to watch the ring where Ashton is holding his hands high above his head in victory. “This is our world.”
She swallows hard, throat constricting under my hand, but I thrust into her again until she’s screaming even more.
“It’s full of blood and violence,” I tell her. “And it could be yours, Sydney. It could be all yours.”
She’s so close. Her legs are trembling around mine, and I’m positive I’m the only thing keeping her on her feet right now. I press my hand harder against her clit, tightening my grip on her throat.
I’m not going to last much longer. It’s been a fight not to come since the second I entered her, since the moment I felt how drenched she was.
She was made for this. Made for us. And it’s time she realizes it, embraces it.
“You’d be a queen,” I tell her, slamming into her over and over. I don’t know if the words are a promise to her, or to myself. Because I want it, I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anything. “Our queen.”
“Yes!” she gasps, hips moving back to take me.
Fuck. She’s too tight around me, and I can’t slow down. I groan, slamming into her again and again, because I can’t hold back a second longer.
When she comes, I instantly follow her, each of us screaming the other’s name. She grips me like a vise, but I fight through it, burying myself as deep inside her as I can as I come.
It’s a fucking miracle I’m still standing, after.
I don’t want to pull out. I want to stay like this forever, inside her.
But I still have one more thing to do.
She whimpers when my cock slides out of her, and I plant a soft kiss on her cheek in apology.
“Stay right there,” I order. “Don’t move.”
I’m not sure if she can. Her arms shake where she’s gripping the railing, her legs trembling from holding her own weight.
I take my time, tucking myself back into my pants and arranging her dress just so. I gather the skirt up over her hips, kneeling down to watch my cum slide out of her, dripping down her thighs.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?” I tell her, reverently.
I slide my phone out of my pocket and raise it, taking my time getting the angle just right.
“A-Alec?” Sydney asks. Her voice is shaky, raw from screaming.
“One more second, darling,” I assure her, snapping the photo.
I pull up my contacts and quickly send it off to all three of my brothers.
Ours. And now, I think she’s finally ready to accept it.
She lifts her feet obediently when I tap her ankles, sliding her panties back on and over her legs.
“I… I need to clean up,” she complains, wriggling as I pull them over her hips and back into place.
I chuckle, scooping her into my arms so I can carry her over to the couch.
“Oh no you don’t,” I tell her, holding her against my chest. “I like knowing I’m dripping down those pretty thighs. You’re going to keep it there for me.”
Her eyes flare with lust as she bites her lips, staring up at me.
I wonder if I could make her come again, so soon.
But she must be famished, maybe dehydrated.
She needs to eat and rest. With the fight over, I have all the time in the world to take care of her and pamper her.
I intend to spend the rest of my life pampering her.
It’s only fair I start right away.