Page 37 of Alpha’s Conquest

The wet slick from his ass dripped onto my chin the more I sucked him. Using one hand to support his leg, I reached around his bare ass and dipped my fingers into his wet arousal, coating them thoroughly before brushing around his hole. He bucked against me in surprise and bit into his hand to stifle another deep moan when I slipped my fingers inside him. So wet and hot. I groaned against his cock, my own dick throbbing from how tight he was around my fingers. I wanted to fuck him until he came so many times, he couldn’t speak. But not before he came inside my mouth.

Curling my fingers just right, I fucked his ass, pressing deeply into his pleasure spot with every thrust, my mouth and fingers in perfect harmony. In and out, over and over, his moans getting louder until he couldn’t contain them.

That’s it, Casey. Give it to me. I want all of you.

He tightened around me, dripping a puddle into my hand as he got closer to the edge. I went harder and harder, fucking him until he was a waterfall of slick. His toes curled, and his entire body tensed moments before his cock exploded, shooting cum inside my mouth. He tasted better than my steak. I fucked him through every wave of pleasure, prolonging his orgasm to the very edges of his sanity. His thighs trembled against my back, and he went limp, drooping into the stall door with a contented sigh.

I carefully stood, taking him in my arms and setting him on his wobbly feet. I leaned down and kissed his sweet lips, letting him taste himself on my tongue before I swallowed every drop of his salty cum. The way he stared up at me, as if he couldn’t believe I’d done that, was making it hard to hold myself back. I took his chin between my fingers and brushed my lips against his, using his mouth for my own pleasure.

“I’m taking you to my hotel after dinner, and I’m fucking you until I’m satisfied.”

More people drifted in and out of the bathroom as I helped him get dressed. I gave him a firm kiss before sending him back to our table. As soon as the restroom was empty, I left the stall and walked to the sink to wash my hands and mouth. I hated not being able to smell him properly, but at least the cherry scented air freshener meant not having to worry about lingering pheromones on our clothes.

After giving my shirt one quick sniff and finding only the scent of cherries, I left the bathroom and went straight for our table. David and Dina were gathering their things and putting their coats on. Casey already had his on and buttoned.

“Leaving already? We haven’t had dessert.” Well, they hadn’t. I did. And I could still taste Casey on my tongue.

David zipped his jacket up. “Sorry, Pops. Marsh had to run to the hospital, and Dina wants to catch a showing of that new alien movie. Another time?”

I nodded, and they left after passing me something to help pay the bill. As if I’d take their money for a meal. The server returned, and I sent her off with enough money to cover the check. “Let’s go, Casey,” I said, putting my wallet back in my pocket.

“Go?”

I took his hand and pulled him close, staring at the tiny golden flecks in his brown eyes. “I believe I said you’d be coming to my hotel room.”

TWENTY-ONE

Casey

Casey

Anticipation coursed through my veins on the drive to his hotel. The only thing Adam said when we got inside his truck was, “Twenty.” And then he remained silent all the way there, without telling me what the number meant. Was this a sexy couple game, like those dice you roll for sex positions?

His silence made the anticipation worse as I contemplated all the meanings for choosing a number before he railed me all night. Twenty positions? Twenty spankings? Twenty… kisses? Fuck, he really enjoyed messing with my head. Most likely, that was the point. Did I care? Not really. It was working, whatever he was trying to do.

We pulled up to the hotel, and he parked in an empty spot. The silence between us made me gulp.

“Curious?” he asked me, that teasing lilt in his voice. His pheromones carried the same emotion, teasing me and curling around my senses like a vice.

“Obviously.”

Maybe it was how many times we’d have sex tonight? He was voracious last time, going at it long after anyone else would’ve stopped. Somehow it didn’t feel like enough, even though my body was drained and my legs wouldn’t stop shaking. I lost count somewhere in the middle, but I don’t think we got to twenty times. That felt like a lot.

Without elaborating, he got out of the truck and waited for me on the sidewalk, those green eyes watching me through the windshield. I could back out, and he would listen. He’d take me back home right now if I asked. But I was just too curious. Leaping from the truck, I met him on the sidewalk and took his hand.

He gave my fingers a gentle squeeze and brushed his thumb across my chin. “Next time you’ll know exactly why I’m choosing a number for you, and it is going to drive you wild.” I was already driven wild, and he knew it. Each stroke of his fingers sent a shiver down my spine. My heart rushed in my chest, thumping out a rapid rhythm only he could hear. “If you’re not interested…”

“I am,” I said too quickly, a blush creeping on my cheeks.

With a chuckle, he placed his arm around me, tilting my chin as he leaned in closer. “You don’t even know what the number is for.”

I was about to find out.

Hand in hand, Adam led me through the hotel. Everyone we passed, the various Alphas and beta hotel staff, could tell exactly what was about to happen when we got to our room. And they’d be right. He opened the door for me, and I walked to the bed, staring down at the mussed comforter as he closed the door.

Twenty. But twenty what?

He pulled my jacket off, and I almost jumped when his hand slid inside my shirt collar, cupping my pec with his fingers. His touch was like magic. Wet arousal seeped from me as my cock hardened, throbbing for more. My pheromones burst from my neck, unable to be contained with his hands on me. His body pressed against mine, back to front, an obvious bulge touching my spine.