Addicted To Her The Alpha'S Irresistible Contract Mate novel Chapter 15

long. My pussy stretched obscenely around him, walls forced to yield to every merciless inch. The burn was immediate, blinding, a tearing sensation that made stars explode behind my eyes. 1

But beneath it was a relief so profound my vision whited out. My heat recognized its alpha and sang, even as he split me apart. Slick eased the way, but not enough; I felt every ridge, every vein dragging against my inner walls.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he snarled against my ear, one hand collaring my throat, the other gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. His fingers dug in, leaving marks I’d feel for days. “Virgin tight? Is that it, little liar? Never had that other alpha inside you? Or are you just that good at pretending?”

I shook my head, sobbing. “N–no one….”

His laugh was wicked. “Hurts? That’s the point. But feel how wet you are–dripping for me. Your body knows who owns it.”

He pulled back almost all the way, the drag exquisite torture, then slammed in again,. harder, the head of his cock punching against my cervix. My body jolted forward, breasts scraping the sheets. He set a punishing rhythm–deep, violent strokes that lifted me onto my toes, his hips slapping against my ass with wet, filthy sounds. Each thrust sent shockwaves through me, pain blending with pleasure until I couldn’t tell them apart.

“Gods, Elias–slower, please!” I begged, my voice breaking on a moan as he hit a spot deep inside that made my toes curl.

“Slower? No, Naomi. You take what I give.” He tightened his hand on my throat, not choking but controlling, forcing my head back so I could see our reflection in the foggy mirror–me bent over, face contorted in agony and ecstasy, him behind me like a conqueror, muscles flexing with each thrust. “Look at yourself. See how you cream on my cock? That’s not pain–that’s you begging for more,”

I couldn’t deny it. My pussy fluttered helplessly around him, trying to pull him deeper, slick coating his balls, dripping down my thighs in sticky trails. The burn eased slightly as my body adjusted, but the fullness was overwhelming, stretching me to my limits. Every thrust built the pressure, coiling tight in my belly, the heat demanding release.

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15 Chapter 15 While I torment you (M)

He slammed in to the root and held, grinding his hips in circles, letting me feel the full swell of his knot pressing against my entrance, not yet inside but teasing.

“Say it,” he growled, teeth grazing my shoulder. “Say who you belong to. Admit you’re mine, and maybe I’ll let you come.”

Tears streamed down my face, mixing with sweat. The denial earlier had been hell; I couldn’t endure more. “Y–yours,” I choked out, voice broken. “I’m yours–Elias–please

He growled in savage triumph and started moving again, faster, harder, the knot catching on every thrust, stretching my entrance wider each time. It popped in and out with lewd sounds, each time sending fresh waves of pain–pleasure through me. “Good girl. Now scream for me.”

The pressure built unbearably, pleasure and pain braided so tight I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. He reached around with his free hand, fingers finding my clit–swollen, sensitive–and pinched it hard, rolling it between thumb and forefinger.

I came with a wail, my pussy clamping down on him like a vise, spasming wildly. Slick squirted messily around his cock, soaking us both. The orgasm ripped through me, endless waves that made my legs shake, my vision blur. But he didn’t stop. He fucked- me through it, prolonging the climax until I was shaking, oversensitive, begging incoherently.

“Too much–Elias–stop-”

“Again,” he commanded, voice feral, ignoring my pleas. He pulled out abruptly–I whined at the sudden emptiness, my pussy clenching on air–and spun me around, lifting me effortlessly. The cold sheets shocked my heated ass, but I barely registered it. My legs wrapped around his waist on instinct, ankles locking behind him. He drove back in with one powerful thrust, knot popping past my rim this time with a wet, obscene sound.

I screamed again as the knot locked us together, swelling impossibly larger inside me, pressing against every sensitive spot. The stretch was agony–burning, tearing–but the fullness quenched the heat like nothing else could. He roared, hips Jerking in short, brutal thrusts as much as the knot allowed, cock pulsing as he started to come. Hot, thick ropes of cum flooded my womb, so much it overflowed around his knot, leaking out in creamy rivulets down my ass and onto the counter.

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