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“Up,” I grit out, sounding harsher than I intend. “It’s my turn to taste you.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she says with a smirk, and even though I can tell she’s joking, my cock twitches.
She can call me daddy all she wants, as long as she ends up on my knot.
seventeen
JESSA
Alessandro leads me by the hand to the bed soaking wet, completely unbothered as he lays me down, my hair immediately drenching the comforter.
His room is all browns and golds and looks more regal than should be allowed, but I don’t have time to admire the details before he’s on top of me, pressing me into the mattress and kissing me like he’s starving, like my lips are the only sustenance he needs to keep him alive.
Why is this man so goddamn attractive?
He breaks our kiss and presses his lips against my neck. “First, I’m going to taste you until you come on my tongue,” he says, his gravelly voice causing goosebumps to race across my skin. “Then, I’m going to fuck you until you get off on my cock. I don’t want you to hold back or be quiet. I want to hear you. Understand?”
I nod my head and his hand slides down my side, gripping my hip.
“If you want to scream or say my name, do it,” he says, dipping to kiss my collarbone. “You don’t have to hold back anything with me, okay?”
“Okay.” My body is on fire, every inch tingling in anticipation, desperate to feel more of him. I almost came with his dick down my throat in the shower, and my clit is so swollen, I’m surprised it hasn’t popped yet.
I want him, Ineedhim, and every second that passes without a part of him inside me is agonizing.
I’ve never been this insanely turned on outside of a heat, and even with the suppressant, I can’t beat back the desperate, needy whine brewing in my chest. I swallow it down, knowing that if I start whining and mewling, it could be what gives my designation away.
“Okay, what?” he says, looking up to catch my eye.
I hesitate, not sure what the correct answer is. Alessandro? Alpha? Sir?
Then I remember the raw, primal look of unbridled lust in his eyes when I called himdaddy.
I decide to try it. “Okay, Daddy.”
He stills, his body rigid against mine for a moment before a deep, rumbling purr hits my ears. My pussy clenches at the noise as a rush of heat spins through my core.
“Mmm, good girl,” he says, sliding down my body. It takes everything in me to lay still and not climb him like a tree to ride his face.
If he keeps calling me a good girl, I’m going to soak this bed in slick even with the suppressant.
Alessandro kisses his way between my thighs, the warmth of his breath making my clit throb with its own steady heartbeat. I whimper, fighting the desire to urge him on, nearly whining again when his tongue runs the length of my slit and dances over my swollen nub.
My instinct is to hold back, to swallow down the pants and moans dancing on my lips, but Alessandro told me to do the opposite. I’m not sure why I’m so nervous–maybe because he’s older and has a fuckton more experience–but I want to give him what he wants.
I want tobeexactly what he wants.
Besides, it’s clear how badly I want him. My blood turns to liquid fire at his touch, and he’s already tasting my arousal. What’s the sense in fighting the effect he has on me?
As he laps at me again, I grab for his hair, tangling my fingers in the damp strands and holding on for dear life as he slides two fingers inside me. My channel clamps down around the digits as he presses them deep, and I groan into the silence, breathing harder and faster until I’m panting in sync with the waves of pleasure racing through me.
It’s been so long since anyone touched me this way outside of a heat, with absolute desperate hunger that’s enough to drive me mad.
There is no hesitation or reluctance in the way he tastes me, flicking his tongue with expert precision over my clit while I grab for the comforter with my free hand. Tension is already building in my core, threatening to shatter me apart, and he’s hardly touched me.
“Alex,” I whisper, my eyes closing as he inserts a third finger, and the heat in my center jacks up to new heights.
The way he touches me, it’s like we’ve done this before, like he knows everything about my body already. Every touch, caress, kiss, lick; it’s like he knows me better than I know myself. He proves my point when I’m about to come and he sucks my clit into his mouth.
