The Alpha’s Scorned
I lick his tip once he's done, and see him sink back in his seat.
"Oh mia dea, amore, è stato fantastico." Darius whimpers out, once he's able to catch his breath.
I find myself smiling, knowing that I was able to do that to him. I stand up and walk over to where his shirt lay on the ground. Darius manages to catch me off guard, spinning me around so that my back is pressed against his chest. He leans his head towards my neck. Kissing my marking spot, making me feel electric shocks all over my body.