Page 23 of Obsessed Alphas: Volume Two

“I’d let you have anything you want, especially when you look at me like that.”

“Like what?” She played innocent, but the way she licked her lips, I ached to shove my cock in her mouth and show her what she was doing to me.

“Like you want to grab my cock and slip it between your lips or deep in your pussy.”

“Am I that easy to read?”

“I’m simply good at reading people, Isabella. Are you really tired, or do you want to have our dessert in bed?

“Depends what’s for dessert.”

“Each other.” I didn’t wait for an answer. The sexy gleam in her eyes was all I needed. Picking her up and flipping her over my shoulder, I raced to the bedroom with her giggling the entire way.

CHAPTER SIX

ISABELLA

He gently laid me down on the bed with his body straddling over mine, lust in his eyes. “What do you want, Isabella?” His voice, thick with need, created more desire pulsing through my veins.

“I want you to touch me everywhere. I want to remember what it feels like to have your hands caressing me.”

“You won’t have to remember because I’ll be doing it for the rest of our lives.”

“I leave in a week,” I reminded him. Just to spend time with him would be the only reason to extend my stay.

He stopped touching me and sat back on his calves. “The fuck if you think that is going to work. Right now, I’m going to eat your pussy, and then I’m going to bury my thick cock deep inside your needy center completely bare so that when we come together, my seed coats your womb, making our little one. I’m not going to just let you walk out of my life.”

“What if you change your mind?” I knew that what we were doing was wild and impetuous, but my feelings took over my reason. I hoped that he truly meant what he said.

“Not going to happen.” He shook his head slightly with a confidence that made my heart do flips.

“If the sex is bad…”

He chuckled then ground his hips into mine, letting me feel his thick cock and how close he really was. “I’m about to nut right now, Isabella. Fuck, if you even touch it, I might shoot my load before I get anywhere near your pussy.”

“But I’m a virgin.”

“All the better. That means you’re all mine. Everything you learn will be at my hands. You come only to me when you’re horny, and as your man, your future husband, I will grant all your needs. Pleasing you has become my number one priority.”

“You’re one smooth talker, Alessandro.”

“That’s because I’m Italian, amore—” He winked at me and smirked, playfully before he became serious. “—and more importantly, it’s true You’re mine to care for. Lie back and let me prove it to you.” He grabbed the hem of my shorts and dragged them down my legs, slipping them off with my panties.

I should have felt embarrassed at how wet I was, but the way he licked his lips made me bold. I parted my legs, giving him a full shot of my cunt soaking the sheets. “Take off your top now, or I’m going to rip it off.” I crossed my arms and grabbed the edge, dragging it over my head. I could see the mark on my chest, reminding me what his mouth could do. I felt the gush of liquid drip from my heated slit. I needed him, and I needed him now.

“The bra as well, amore. I want to see your breasts that will be filled with milk when my babies come.” I reached around and tugged the clasps free, letting it fall off my shoulders and then tossed it on the floor.

“Is that better, Alessandro?”

“Yes,” he growled and then leaned in, kissing me fiercely. His tongue explored mine before he pulled back and moved his lips down my neck to my chest, sucking and licking every inch of my skin. The feel of his tongue on my nipple shot through me, and I arched my back rolling my body under his. With a soft laugh, he moved to the other while his hand slid down my stomach and through my curls, rubbing gently along my lower lips.

“Fuck, you’re soaked.” He pushed a finger inside, testing my tight pussy. “Time to let me feast.” He lowered his body, so his shoulders were between my legs and his face primed right at my heat. I had no shame as he took his first taste of me. Growling, he threw my legs over his shoulders and pumped one finger into me.

My head rolled back onto the pillow, and I was a goner, coming hard for the first time. He sips my juices like a glass of fine wine and then sets my legs down and moves over me. His thick cock in one hand and the other bracing his weight off me, he got into position. “You’re the best thing I have ever tasted, amore. I could drink from between your thighs every day, but now I need to claim what’s mine.” He pierced my entrance, slowly working inside. “You’re so fucking tight, and it’s only for me. I’m doing my best not to come yet. I want your honeyed flavor coating my cock as I give you my seed.”

“Fuck me, Alessandro,” I pled.

With a growl, he let go of his restraint and slammed fully into me. The pain was intense, but it was mostly gone by the time I took my next breath.