All Chapters of Alpha Obsession : Sinful Pleasure: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

RyanShe stopped a foot from me, her heat radiating against my chest. Her fingers hooked into the belt loops of my jeans, yanking me forward until our bodies collided. I could feel the hard points of her nipples through both our shirts, the frantic beat of her heart.“You’re going to fuck me,” she breathed, her lips brushing my jaw. “Right here. Right now. And first, you’re going to get on your knees and eat my pussy while I watch you do it.”A groan tore from my throat. My cock, already hard and straining, jerked against my zipper. The dominance in her tone, the raw need, it stripped away every civilized thought. The wolf approved. Violently.“Is that an order, Alpha’s daughter?” I managed to grit out, my own voice ragged.“It’s a fucking demand,” she hissed, spinning in my arms and shoving her ass back against my groin. She bent forward, palms slapping down on the cold granite of the kitchen island. The position arched her back, presenting the perfect curve of her denim-clad ass. “D

RyanI open my mouth for her, my tongue finding her clit immediately. This angle is different, deeper. She’s in complete control, grinding herself against my mouth, riding my face with hungry, rolling motions of her hips.“Yes,” she hisses, her head falling back. “Use your tongue. Lick me. Fuck me with your tongue.”I obey. I let her set the pace, my hands coming up to grip her ass, holding her to me as I devour her. I can barely breathe, and I don’t care. The only thing that matters is her taste, her sounds, the way her slickness coats my face.“You like this, don’t you?” she moans, looking down at me again. Her hands are on her own breasts, pinching her nipples through her shirt. “You like being my fucking pillow. You like me using your mouth.”I groan in answer, the vibration making her cry out. Yes. God, yes.“Tell me,” she demands, her movements getting rougher, more frantic. “Tell me you love it.”I break my worship just long enough to gasp out, “I love it. I love your taste. I

RyanI returned the favor. My tongue became a weapon of pure pleasure, fucking into her with short, hard thrusts, then circling her clit with frantic, focused pressure. I could feel her body tightening, the little tremors starting in her thighs. She was close. The scent of her arousal, thick and primal, filled the air, mixing with the woodsmoke.“Ryan… fuck…” she moaned, her voice ragged. She released my cock with a wet pop, gasping for air. “I’m gonna come. Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking stop.”“Only if you don’t,” I shot back, my own voice a rough growl. I nipped at her inner thigh, not hard enough to break skin, but enough to make her yelp. My tongue dove back in, lapping at her essence, drinking her down as her hips began to grind against my face in erratic, desperate circles.Her mouth found me again, hotter, wetter, hungrier than before. She was messy now, all feral need, sloppy and perfect. She deep-throated me, her nose buried in my coarse pubic hair, and I saw my own hands tre

Ryan She pads over to the large, fur-lined cloak she’d tossed aside earlier. It’s made from the pelt of a great timber wolf, a dark, silky thing. My own wolf stirs with interest, recognizing the scent of a powerful beast, of her.“What are you doing?” I ask, pushing myself up on my elbows. My body is spent, but the look on her face—pure, feral mischief—has my blood heating all over again.“I said I had more ways to ruin you,” she says, not looking at me as she works the thick leather tie from the cloak. “And I keep my promises.”She comes back to the rug, the long leather cord dangling from her fingers. She kneels beside me, her powerful thighs framing my hips. “Hands above your head.”A thrill, sharp and electric, shoots straight to my cock. It twitches against my thigh, already stirring back to life. “Bossy.”“You love it,” she smirks. “Now, give them to me.”I do. I lift my arms, crossing my wrists above my head on the soft rug. The trust is absolute, a current that flows between

RyanShe freed my cock in one swift motion. It sprang out, thick and painfully hard, aching for her touch. She wrapped her fingers around the base, squeezing lightly, and a ragged groan tore from my throat.“Look at this,” she whispered, leaning in to lick a bead of precum from the tip. The hot, wet swipe of her tongue made my whole body jolt. “All this for me. You’re so hard it hurts, isn’t it?”“Yes,” I choked out. “Marian, please…”“Please what?” She looked up at me through her lashes, her lips hovering just over the head. “You want my mouth?”“God, yes.”“Then take it.” Her voice dropped, a low, rough order that shot straight to my balls. “Fuck my mouth, Ryan. I want to feel you choking me with it. Don’t hold back. Give me everything.”She opened her mouth, her pink tongue extended, waiting. An invitation and a command all in one.I cupped the back of her head, my fingers twisting in her dark hair. Slowly, I guided myself forward, pressing the broad head past her lips. Her mouth w