Page 50 of Obsessed Alphas: Volume Two

I get in my car, and we make it to my estate when I forget all the reasons why I can’t have her tonight. I take my Land Rover, leaving my driver there because I have no intention of making him wait.

CHAPTER TWO

GLORIA

I can’t believe how intense Cormack Delaney is, but I should have known better.

He’s the dark prince in this region. I might be a tourist, but I heard his name mentioned on the news the morning after the death of his father. Although the news hadn’t gone into details about the suspected illicit activity and Cormack’s involvement, I knew the second his men took that asshole who tried to rob me Cormack wasn’t just a business owner. He’s the type of man I lived with my whole life… a mafioso.

On a whim, I took a chance and made it my mission to meet him and determine if this attraction is more than just a fleeting fancy, and it is. Nothing prepared me for the reaction my body would have the second I stepped inside Delaney’s.

Cormack watched me from across the bar like a hawk stalking his prey, and I let him, pretending to be ignorant of his undivided attention. I went about drinking the wine, part in nervousness and part in looking for liquid courage. I’ve never met a man that immediately pierced my soul and stole it with one look.

Being the daughter of a mob boss, I’d met many men in my father’s circle that he deemed worthy of my attention and finding every single one of them not worth giving up my freedom, but Cormack is different. He pulled me in and didn’t even realize it.

I played along, attempting to fight his demands even though I wanted to climb on his lap in public and let him maul me for everyone to see.

When I closed the door on Cormack, I internally prayed he’d come back, pounding on it and begging me to finish what we started.

My body hasn’t stopped buzzing as I step into the shower, reliving our kiss. His deep Irish accent replays in my head as I slip my fingers through my folds and strum my clit. For two days, I’ve played with my virgin pussy, aching to find some relief when thinking about Cormack. I imagined him taking me roughly against the door because he can’t wait to have me. His hands and mouth travel up and down my throat as he uses his strong thighs to hold me up and thrust inside of me. I’m on the verge of coming with his name on my tongue when there’s a pounding on the door. My eyes fly wide open as I listen to the sound. I turn off the spray and wrap up in a towel.

I step out of the bathroom to hear his voice. “Gloria, please open up, love. I need to see you again.” My heart thumps violently in my chest, attempting to gain control of my emotions and not trip.

Unable to resist, I open the door in just my towel that’s tucked loosely around my breasts.

His eyes widen as he runs them up and down my body, and he growls, “Fuck me. What in the name of all that’s holy? You’re pure sinful temptation.” He rushes through the door, letting it slam shut as he lifts me into his arms. “Say you’re mine.”

“For tonight,” I add that condition without hesitation, knowing he won’t stand for it.

“For forever,” he growls. I love egging on the beast inside this man. He yanks the towel off my body before tossing me onto the bed. I bounce and pant, looking at the feral gaze in his perfectly green eyes. “Say it, swear it,” he demands, and I swear that I nearly come on the spot.

As if seeing my pussy getting wetter, he stares right at it, licking his lips and then his hand cups my mound and he pushes his middle finger inside. I gasp. “Answer me, love. Tell me you’re mine, forever.”

He flexes his finger again and I cry out, “Forever, Cormack.”

He slides off his shoes while I push his suit jacket off his broad shoulders and let it fall onto the floor. His mouth attacks mine with bruising, heated intent as he straddles me with his knees on the bed. My hands continue to move from his chest up to his hair and down his back. I have to touch him as if it’s the last time. He tugs free his tie while his mouth is on mine and hips rock against my bare core. Fuck, I’m so close to coming and he’s still wearing clothes.

Suddenly, he pulls back and hops off the bed. Panic floods me. Can he sense that I’ve never done this before?

Reading the distress on my face, he says, “I’m not going anywhere, but it’s a lot quicker to get naked when I’m not grinding on your gorgeous body.” He strips down to his boxers as he does his best to keep his heated gaze on me. “Fuck, as much as I want to fucking be balls deep in that sweet cunt, I need to taste your little pussy.” My face floods with embarrassment, but I don’t even hesitate to stop him.

He kneels on the bed with just his silky boxers holding in that thick, long package. I ache in ways completely new to me. Dipping his head between my thighs, hands gripping them firmly, he swipes his gifted tongue along my seam. I’m too horny to be embarrassed that I’m getting my first sexual experience. Instead, I fall into the rhythm of his motions. He sucks on my clit while his finger gently pushes into me, and I explode, stars filling my eyes, coming hard on his face as I nearly black out with pleasure. How is this fucking possible?

He kisses a path up my sweaty, needy body until he pulls one of my breasts into his mouth, biting, licking, and sucking on them. He switches sides, and that’s when I feel his length at my entrance. The boxers are gone and his thick cock head slides between the folds without entering.

“You taste so incredible. I don’t know how I’ll manage to eat anything else until I get my tongue on your slick cunt again.” He brings his lips to mine, giving me a taste of my own orgasm. “Are you ready? Because there’s no going back once I fill you up.”

“Take me, Cormack,” I moan, arching my back and then rolling my hips.

With a groan, he plants his forearms on the bed before sliding forward, taking me in one long stroke. I bite back the pain of losing my innocence to the brutal prince of Dublin. “Did you think you could give me this virgin cunt for just one night and think it wouldn’t be mine for eternity? Silly woman, I’ll never get enough of you. You are my glory.” We kiss as he slowly drags his length in and out of me until we cry out and I come again. I claw his back as he stretches every inch of my womb before filling me with his release.

His muscled body cocoons me tightly as he turns us onto our sides, keeping himself inside me. I don’t think I can feel any happier.

“Mine,” he says in a sleepy, gruff voice, making me smile as we both settle into an exhausted sleep.

The sun beats through my hotel room through the thick gray curtains, filling me with warmth. I roll, attempting to snuggle into Cormack’s arms until I realize that the bed is empty beside me.

He left me.