Kahler chuckled, the sound dark and sinuous as it writhed across heated flesh. Her hips twitched as it caressed her. Kneeling tall and proud above her, his hands made quick work of the belt. Dark trousers fell open to free the burgeoning length of his cock.
Her hands knocked away, the Alpha crawled up her body to sit heavy on her chest. Fingers gripped the tangled mess of curls, pulling her up to meet the gleaming crown caught within his fist. Pale eyes rounded as she was forced to stretch her mouth wide. The first taste of him melted across her tongue as he fed her his throbbing shaft. She began to suck.
The sounds of his pleasure were a symphony to her senses as she swallowed the salty taste of him. Heat slipped down her throat, coating the rawness in stinging bliss. It soothed the angry turmoil, her stomach hungry for much more than just a small sip of the decadent fluid that slid over her tongue with his slow thrusts.
Dark green gaze fixed upon her, eyes wide in what could have been wonder on anyone else’s face, the Alpha slipped his heavy shaft deeper. Lips stretched taut, jaw aching, Quinn hummed around him. Soon there was no space for her tongue to lick over heated, silken flesh. Still she tried to take that much more of him, pliant in his grip despite the discomfort. He pressed deeper still, nudging at the back of her throat. A gurgling cough signaled her limits. Lips curling to show the edge of his teeth, he shuffled forward.
One arm bracing against the floor, he pushed Quinn flat, easing further into her mouth. Ignoring her stifled sounds, he pushed inexorably forward until tears slipped free from the corners of her eyes and pale cheeks grew flush.
“Swallow around me, sweetness,” Kahler whispered on a purr, relentless in his desire to see his cock hilted between her lips. Soothing fingers trilled over the column of her throat. “Do it. Do it for me.”
Muscles worked around his thickness. Quinn coughed, gagged, and then swallowed hard.
The Alpha’s groan was incredible. It ratcheted down her spine, pulling it taut until she arched up into the glorious sound. Her pussy was wet and aching, clenching over air as her throat worked to take all that the Alpha gave to her.
Rhythm slow and steady at first, he plunged in and out of the wet heat of her mouth. Loud and long, he praised her as she took it all.
Hands clutching at him, glassy eyes struggled to keep the male’s face in view through the watery haze. Slick flowed from between her legs as she clenched her thighs together, seeking any kind of friction she could get.
Within minutes the bulge of his knot bumped against her lips, squashing them against her teeth until traces of pink tinged the spit slicked length of him. She didn’t care. All she felt was the way he twitched and pulsed against her tongue, the taste of him growing heady and thick. The edge of her teeth scraping across sensitive flesh only spurred him on.
“You going to be a good girl and swallow all this Alpha cream,” Kahler asked, words rasping into a growl. His hips jerked, lines of strain appearing on his face as he pulled her hand up to grip the growing swell at the base of his cock.
He needed no verbal reply. Her hands, looking so small and delicate against him, clenched around the knot, holding tight as she twisted her grip to simulate the feel of an Omega.
Jerking back from the tight ring of her throat, the Alpha roared as the first thick jet of come flooded her mouth. Swallowing fast, she still choked and coughed, milky fluid trickling from the corners of her lips as he continued to release in hard, body shuddering spasms.
Quinn snarled when he pulled away, his shaft jumping as it continued to pump hot, pearlescent fluid across her chest.
The world spun. Breath leaving her in a wet huff as she landed on her stomach, hands scrabbled over the mattress for leverage before he covered her back. Knuckles grazed her inner thigh. Thick and wet, he seated against her entrance. Abrupt, delicious in the burning stretch, he was inside of her.
He thundered above her. Rolling hips had the knot straining against too tight flesh as he pumped his throbbing length into her. Losing whatever thin thread of sanity she had managed to hold on to, Quinn keened as she arched and presented to the agonizing thickness.
Drunk on the taste and feel of him, the deep resonance of his primal yell sent dilated eyes rolling up in bliss. Shunting into her, the knot stretched tender flesh before she opened to him. Already on the razor edge, her pussy pulsed around his still spurting cock.
Callused and rough, his fingers clawed at her hip. The first coarse swipe against her clit undid her.
There were no moans or trills. Only shrill cries that elongated into a breathy scream poured from between swollen, red lips. Violent pleasure snapped through her body, whip lashing over abused synapses as she shuddered and jerked through the devastating climax.
She gripped his knot and ushered it deep, pussy twisting around the throbbing girth. Dark stars sparked across her dazed vision, the edges brimming with blackness as the Alpha ground against her upturned ass.
Darkness came for her as she gave one final cry, the Alpha’s breath hot across her shoulder as he bit down hard on the still healing wound of his claim.
Quinn came aware in increments. The low rumbling at her back resonated through her, shivering through her bones to trip her heart into a stumbling patter that made her recoil in disgust. His voice did things to her nothing should be able to do. Wanting to scream and rail at him, to spew violent profanities in his beautiful face, she melted under his hand as it pulled her back.
She cursed the Gods as she felt her abused cunt pulse around him. The tight ball of his knot was lodged in her, holding in every last trace of his come that hadn’t spilled down her throat or coated her body. It couldn’t have been that long since she’d passed out.
Blinking her eyes open, she cleared the gummy feel of old tears from her lashes and looked around. Curtis stood within arm’s reach, looking uncomfortable.
Cheeks growing hot, mortification soured the sweet warmth that had kept her soft and pliant. Pain seeped in to replace it, bitter and icy cold. A myriad of aches made themselves known, not the least of which was centered between her thighs. Too aware of the male behind her, she flinched away from Kahler with a hiss that hurt almost as much as everything else.
“Good, you’re awake.”
Her jerky movements earned her a sharp slap low in the cradle of her hips, his broad palm jerking her back into place. Lips at her ear, he rumbled a low warning in his chest when she fought for even a breath of space.
“Are you hungry now, little bird,” Kahler asked as his lips grazed over the fresh ruin of her shoulder. The hand over her stomach pressed harder, his knot rocking against that spot that made her body sing. Her pussy clenched, nipples drawing tight for the entire world to see how the fucker affected her.
Refusing to acknowledge the reaction of her traitorous body, Quinn jostled her shoulder to move the male away. The tray was there, just out of reach. If she could just get the male off of her…
