Chapter 16 #2
When I rounded the corner into the kitchen, I saw that Elijah was cooking over the stove.
He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants that hugged the firm globes of his ass deliciously.
I sat down at the island, putting my elbows on the counter as I watched him flip several pieces of thick cut French toast. When they were done, he plated them, slathered them in butter, and topped them off with a generous helping of berries and maple syrup.
“Eat up, little wolf. You’re going to need your energy for what’s coming,” he warned. His grin widened and his gaze darkened dangerously, glinting with promise as he stared back at me. I cut myself a large bite and popped it into my mouth, groaning when the flavors burst across my tongue.
He really was a fabulous cook. He prepared me a mug of coffee next, pouring in the perfect amount of creamer. I sipped it greedily, enjoying the sweet taste at leisure.
I had no problem finishing my plate of food. With my belly full, I sat back and watched him finish his own plate. He gathered the dishes and loaded them into the dishwasher. When he stood back up, he leveled me with a stern glare.
“You will go to the living room and kneel on the rug. You will wait for me while I go and fetch my belt,” he directed.
“Yes, alpha,” I whispered anxiously in anticipation.
I climbed off the seat and slowly walked into the large living room.
He’d already moved the coffee table out of the center of the room, and I knelt there.
The carpet was plush against my knees as I sat on my heels.
The stairs creaked as he climbed them, and I couldn’t help but fidget nervously as I waited for the belting I had coming.
My fingers clutched at my bottom. I remembered the feeling of his belt well, even though it had been some time since he’d chosen to use it.
I’d fought him fiercely that night. Would he put it around my throat again?
His footsteps sounded on the stairs again and I anxiously pressed my palms against my thighs. When he walked into the room, my eyes dropped to the floor.
“The sight of you waiting for me like this is absolute perfection,” he crooned, and I sighed with pleasure at his unexpected compliment. I raised my gaze, seeing that his cock was rigid, the outline of it fully visible despite the looseness of his sweatpants.
I licked my lips.
“I’m going to mark every one of your pretty holes tonight, little wolf.
I want to make sure you fully understand how much you belong to me by the time I’m through with you,” he groaned.
He moved in front of me and started petting the top of my head.
When I turned my head to the side, he used his palm to press my cheek against his cock.
“Do you feel how hard I am for you, my sweet mate? How much I’m looking forward to using every part of you?” he asked, and my cheeks flushed knowingly.
“Yes, alpha,” I gasped. My core spiraled with heat as I pressed my palm against my belly.
“Open your lips. I’m going to start with that perfect little mouth,” he demanded, and my thighs quivered. My lips parted and I watched greedily as he pushed down his pants and freed his cock. I leaned forward as he pushed his length into my mouth, taking him as readily as I dared.
The taste of him immediately burst across my tongue, causing my pussy to shiver with excitement as I moaned around him.
I carefully pressed one palm against his left thigh, not to push him away, but to steady myself.
With my other hand, I grasped the base of his cock.
I stroked him up and down with my fingers as I took the whole of his cockhead in my mouth.
My tongue slid along the slit at the top, licking away the arousal that had formed a droplet there.
I suckled gently at first, teasing him with my mouth as I took more and more of him down my throat.
He groaned with desire, but before long he was growling in warning.
His fingertips lightly petted the back of my head, and I knew it was time to show him how much I enjoyed taking him this way.
I drew my head back and bobbed it forward, taking him deep as I swirled my tongue around his thick length.
With enthusiasm, I sucked his cock more vigorously, tasting him and suckling him like candy.
The masculinity of his scent and taste surrounded me.
He was sweet and salty and absolute perfection and I worshipped him.
He groaned as I worked the base of his cock with my hand. I squeezed him tighter, and he made that same sound again, which only caused my pussy to spasm as I imagined him filling me there too very soon.
I moaned around him.
“Your alpha is going to fuck your mouth now. Clasp your hands behind your back like a good girl,” he directed, and a rubber band of desire snapped hard inside of me.
His fist tightened at the back of my scalp as I slowly released my hold on him and folded my hands together behind my back like he’d instructed.
I gazed up at him with my mouth still full of him.
His other hand cupped the side of my face as he lovingly dragged his thumb across my cheekbone.
I leaned into his touch and suckled him gently.
“I love everything about you, my little wolf,” he purred, and his fist tightened a bit harder. I whimpered, but it did nothing to stop the mouth fucking I had coming.
He thrust roughly and I choked from the beginning.
He didn’t give me any time to recover, just continued using my mouth as hard as he pleased.
I struggled to open my throat. I whimpered, crying out around his cock and that only seemed to spur him on faster.
He forced my head down further until I knew that my throat would be very sore by the time that he was done with me.
Eventually, I managed to get a hold of myself. I opened my throat and was able to keep my choking to a minimum. I gagged several times, but I pushed through it even as a few tears of exertion dripped down my cheeks.
I did everything I could to please him. I sucked him as much as I could, the wet slurping sounds as he fucked my mouth embarrassingly loud.
My cheeks were already sore, as were my lips, but I didn’t dare slow down.
In time, I got through the pain and was rewarded with a mouthwatering groan from him that made me quiver.
His thighs trembled just slightly as he jerked into my mouth.
His cock went even more rigid against my tongue, pulsing hard several times before his cum splashed against the back of my throat.
It caught me off guard for the briefest of seconds, choking me before I was able to swallow it down.
One eruption after another spurted inside my mouth and I swallowed every last drop.
When he was done, I pulled back and suckled him lightly before I used my tongue to make sure I cleaned away all evidence of his seed.
He grasped the back of my neck and lifted me up to my feet.
His lips crashed down onto mine, kissing me so fiercely that it left me feeling lightheaded.
His arm wrapped around my waist, holding me steady as he pulled away from me.
My lips were bruised and sore, ravaged by both his cock and his kiss.
Without delay, he lifted me up off the floor, carrying me and tossing me over the back of the couch high enough so that my feet no longer touched the floor.
I saw him reach over me and take the belt in his hands. The jingle of the buckle was like music and before long, the sound of it cutting through the air met my ears. I should have tensed, but I was still reeling from the taste of him on my tongue.
The first line of fire that flared across my ass nearly stopped my heart. My legs straightened with shock at that initial sting, and I did everything I could to keep still, knowing that another one was coming. He whipped me hard and fast. I cried out with each lash, but that didn’t slow him down.
“You are mine, mate,” he roared.
“I’m yours, alpha,” I whimpered. The belting didn’t stop.
It marked every inch of my bottom and down my thighs.
Several hard thrashes caught in between my legs, licking against the sensitive folds of my very wet pussy.
I snapped my thighs shut in an attempt at protection, but when another harsh lash whipped against the bottom curve of my cheeks, I had trouble keeping them together.
His palm pressed down on my lower back, pinning me over the couch as he ruthlessly whipped me with that piece of leather.
By the time the entirety of my bottom was welted and burning, I was very close to tears. I begged him for mercy. I pleaded for his cock. Even though it was agony, my pussy was dripping for him. I needed him to take me, and I needed it hard.
“Please, alpha. I need you,” I begged, and he tossed the belt aside. I gasped as the stinging welts rose on my flesh, looking back as he grasped at my cheeks roughly. His fingers dug into his marks, making them burn even more fiercely.
He tossed the belt beside me on the couch and suddenly his rock-hard cock was pressing firmly against my entrance.
I moaned, lifting my hips so that he had easier access and he thrust inside so roughly that I wailed at his intrusion.
My body had no time to get used to his size.
My inner walls grasped at him, struggling to take him at the same time they tried to squeeze him out.
None of that did anything to slow him down.
I was so wet that his entrance had been easy. The sound of his sliding in and out of me was shameful, but I didn’t care. I wanted this. Badly.
His rigid length surged in and out, slamming against my cervix again and again as he took me as hard as he saw fit. The burning stretch of his thick girth continued to ache, and his rough fucking only made it hurt more.