Part 9 (1/2)

Alpha. Natasha Knight 51890K 2022-07-22

She moved, stretching her arms over head, yawning. ”Zane?” So f.u.c.king innocent, even the way she called for me. ”What are you doing?”

I straightened while she rubbed sleep from her eyes.

”Just looking at you, baby. Thinking about all the things I want to do to you.”

She blushed, sitting up and pulling the covers up to her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. Or trying to. That wasn't going to work for me. I dragged the blanket down.

”No. When you're in my bed, you don't cover yourself.”

”Have you had many women in your bed?”

”Only one in here now.”

She made a face.

”The only one I want.”

I climbed up over her, resting my weight on her, taking her mouth, turning onto my back as I did, pulling her to straddle me. Taking hold of her hips, I broke the kiss to look at her sitting there, her wet p.u.s.s.y on my c.o.c.k, the head of it peeking out between the wet lips. I palmed both b.r.e.a.s.t.s, kneading them, turning the nipples in my hands while I watched her face. She winced, and I eased off, gripping her hips again and moving her across my length before lifting her so she was on her knees over my c.o.c.k, her hands on my wrists.

”Link your fingers behind your head.”

When she did, I turned my attention back to that wet p.u.s.s.y, the lips gaping, hungry to take my c.o.c.k.

”Hard or soft, Aria?”

”Hard.”

”That's my girl.” I impaled her on my c.o.c.k. Her eyes closed and she bit her lip when I ground her into me before raising her to do it again, but, this time, I cupped her a.s.s cheeks and pulled them apart, my fingers finding that other little hole there, one closing over it. The confused look on her face made me grin, and when she opened her mouth, I pulled her onto me again, this time pressing on her a.s.shole as I did.

She sucked in a breath as I lifted her slightly and dragged her slowly down along my shaft, now wet with her juices. The next time I lifted her off, I waited until she opened her eyes.

”Come here, Aria. Straddle my face.”

Her nipples tightened at the command, and she moved slowly, still shy. I liked that. Liked that it was so easy to make her blush. But she did as I said and placed her knees on either side of my head, giving me a view of her pink c.u.n.t.

”Now ride me. Put your hands on the headboard and ride me. I want you to come on my face.”

She was as greedy as I because before I finished, she had her c.u.n.t on my mouth, softness rubbing against the coa.r.s.e hair of the short beard I kept.

”Zane, that's so good.”

I ate like a starved man, sucking and licking, nibbling while pulling her a.s.s cheeks apart and kneading them in my hands, closing a finger over her a.s.shole again, hearing her gasp when I did it, feeling her press herself into me.

”I'm going to come.”

I sucked harder then, that little nub swollen and hard, sliding two digits inside her p.u.s.s.y, another at her a.s.shole. She shuddered as the walls of her c.u.n.t throbbed, and when I pushed into her a.s.s, she called out my name, pressing so hard against my face all I could breathe was her.

And I f.u.c.king loved it. I sucked in breath, savoring the scent, the feel of her coming apart at my hands, her p.u.s.s.y dripping into my mouth, juices covering my chin, my face. Christ, I could come from this alone.

”Oh...G.o.d, that -”

”We're not done yet.”

I sat up a little, pulling her down to kiss her, her mouth as greedy as her c.u.n.t. I turned her then so she faced away from me and pushed her down over my c.o.c.k, which she swallowed while giving me a full view of her a.s.s.

”Deeper, Aria.” I'd have to help her in a minute, but, first, I wet my finger inside her p.u.s.s.y and put it back to her a.s.shole, playing with that tight ring, smearing her juices all over it. She stopped sucking, panting instead as I pushed in. ”Look at me.”

She craned her neck to do what I said as I f.u.c.ked her a.s.s with my finger.

”You like having me play with your a.s.s, don't you?”

She nodded, swallowing, unable to hold my gaze for that moment.

I grinned. ”You're greedy.” Pinching her c.l.i.t, I made her come again. Christ, she was f.u.c.king amazing when she came. Her mouth would go tight at first then soft, her eyes closing then opening again, searching for mine, as if needing to keep me in her sights.

”You...” she said. ”Let me...”

She knelt by my lap so I could get a better grip on her hair and worked her over my c.o.c.k. It wouldn't take long and she was a good girl, opening wide, gagging when I pushed too far too fast, but taking me deeper and deeper, and, watching her face, her mouth stuffed with my c.o.c.k, one of her hands closed around the shaft, I came. Holding her still, her mouth wide, I shot inside her, my c.o.c.k throbbing, sending my seed deep into her throat.

Chapter Eleven.

Aria I felt so tender that straddling the motorcycle hurt. When we got to the bar that night, it was already crowded. Zane scanned the lot, paying attention to sounds too distant for me to pick up on. I noticed the lamps that were out had been repaired, lighting up every dark corner of the lot.

”Where's my car?”

”At Mark's garage. He'll get it fixed up for you. You needed a few other things done in addition to the window and hood, like brakes.” Zane gave me a sideways glance.

”I still had a few miles left on those.”

”M-hm.”

Inside, although he looked around casually, I knew he was taking in every face there. It was one of the things that had changed about him. Even though he seemed to be at ease, a sharpness in his eyes told me he was wound tight, not leaving anything to chance. Not trusting anyone. ”Go into my office and wait there.”

”Why can't I stay out here with you?”

”I need to talk to Fly. I'll be there in a minute.”

”I want...”

He turned to me, taking hold of my arm and backing me toward the office door. ”I don't care what you want right now, Aria. I said I'd be there in a minute. Now get your a.s.s into my office. If I have to take you there...”

He let that hang. His tone combined with the tightening of his jaw told me I should just go, but I'd never been one to take direction very well.

Folding my arms across my chest as best as I could with him gripping one, I squared off to face him.