Page 65 of The Denver Alpha


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“Yes,” I blurt, cutting him off before he can finish that thought. “I’m sure.”

His eyes glitter gold, his chest rumbling with a deep growl. His mouth comes crashing down on mine and he swallows my scream as he pushes the rest of the way inside.

It burns. Tears prickle behind my eyes as the pain of his intrusion registers, radiating out from my core into each of my limbs. It’s only for a second, though- once the sharp pain subsides, I just feel the stretch of my walls around him- uncomfortable, but not wholly unpleasant- and the weight of his body on top of mine. I feel the way his lips slide against my own, his tongue gently probing like he’s trying to distract me. I kiss him back hard as he starts to slowly rock back and forth, sinking into the feeling of fullness as my body grows accustomed to this new, foreign sensation.

Cole stills his hips and pulls back so he can look into my eyes, searching them with his own. “You good, babe?”

“So good,” I moan, dragging my fingernails down his shoulder blades.

He continues rocking his hips, fucking me in a slow rhythm. “You’re only gonna get this soft, gentle shit from me once, because it’s your first time and I want it to be good for you.” I can feel his restraint in the slight tremble of his hands, hear it in the strain in his voice. He punches his hips forward a little rougher, stealing my breath as he holds my stare with a devilish look in his eyes. “But next time… next time, I’m gonna fuck you like I want to, Juliet. I’m gonna fuck you exactly how you need to be fucked.”

While sweet and chivalrous, this soft and gentle thing isn’t right. It’s not him, it’s not us. I wantreal, damnit.

I wrap my thighs around Cole’s waist, squeezing tight with my leg muscles and pushing off the bed. I push off with my elbows, too, using my momentum to roll us both over in one fluid motion, until he’s flat on his back and I’m perched on top of him, his dick still inside me and my knees digging into the mattress on either side of his hips.

“What makes you think I want soft and gentle?” I challenge, basking in his surprised stare while I grind down on his dick. My breath catches- this position has him hitting a whole other angle inside of me, giving rise to a whole new brand of pleasure.

Cole’s hands fly to my hips, fingertips digging in with bruising force. “Careful what you ask for,” he warns.

I press my palms against his chest, riding him harder, andfuckthis position feels amazing. Not only can I feel every inch of him inside me, but I also feel like a damn goddess as his eyes feast over every inch of my skin. His hands alternate between gripping my hips to grabbing my boobs, squeezing them and tweaking my nipples until I’m throwing my head back and crying out in ecstasy. I ride him faster, sweat beading on my brow and trickling down the valley between my breasts.

I’m so lost to the sensations that I don’t even realize when he’s snatching the control away from me, taking it back. He lifts me off his cock and tosses me onto the bed beside him. Then he pops up onto his knees, shoving my face down into the mattress with one arm and yanking my hips up with the other. He slams into me from behind, stealing all the air from my lungs with every harsh snap of his hips.

Each new position and angle takes me to new heights and has stars bursting behind my eyelids. Cole’s palm cracks down on my ass in a loud slap as he continues rutting into me, hard and fast.

“Yes!” I encourage, sinking into the heady cocktail of pain and pleasure. His hips slam into my ass as he rains slaps down on my cheeks, and before I know it, I feel the familiar sensation of desire coiling tightly within my belly, my inner walls clamping down around Cole’s dick.

I scream out as my orgasm overtakes me, washing over me like a tidal wave. Cole slams into me one more time before pulling out, shooting hot ropes of cum all over my ass. Both of us relish in our mutual climaxes, panting hard as we come back down, collapsing in a heap on the bed and struggling to catch our breath.

“I hope you weren’t planning on leaving this room tonight,” Cole murmurs, wrapping an arm around my waist and hauling my body on top of his. He pushes my disheveled hair out of my face, staring into my eyes with an intensity that could set me on fire. “At least not until we do that again.”

“Again?” I laugh.

“Again,” he deadpans. “My dick’s already hard for you and ready for round two.”

I push up against his chest, looking down between us at that monster between his thighs. I suck in a breath, eyes widening as I snap my head back up to look at Cole. “Already?”

“Unless you’re still sore,” he amends, palming my ass cheek.

I shake my head, never one to back down from a challenge. “I can take it,” I say confidently. This is all new to me, but that doesn’t mean I’m not eager to learn. I can’t deny the thrum that starts between my thighs when I think about spending the night here with Cole, either.

The corner of his mouth kicks up into a smug smirk. “That’s my girl,” he croons, swatting my ass playfully. “Damn right you can.”

26

The first thing I notice when I wake up is that the light’s different. It’s brighter than usual, filtering in through the cracks in my blinds and bathing the room in a warm glow. I usually wake to pale grey light and the chirp of birds in the early morning, but today’s different because the sun’s already higher in the sky.

I’ve slept in. For the first time in recent memory, I didn’t set my alarm.

Any disruption to my rigid schedule would typically throw off my day, maybe even my entire week- but as my eyes start to adjust to the light, it hits me that I’m not alone. Another first: I’m waking up with someone beside me.

No, not just someone.

Her.

Juliet Anderson, the woman who has infiltrated my every waking thought since the day she arrived here in that pale blue sundress, batting her eyelashes and playing all sweet and innocent.

I was hooked from our first hello.

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