Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Nine

“What?” I exclaimed. “No, you can’t stop I don’t mind…”

“You will,” he repeated, seemingly sure of himself.

“You told me you’ve formed a kind of… addiction to wolfsbane,” I said, “You would suffer without it.”

“Yes. I would face withdrawal symptoms, but not until this incident did I realize how reckless and selfish I had been. Wolfsbane is dangerous–I risked my life taking it, but I did it because I didn’t care about living a long life. I lived for the moment, and at that moment, it had been what I needed to do. But then you came into my life, and I realized I can’t be reckless anymore. I can’t keep living for the moment, not when I have a future with you. I know the pain you would be in if…” He paused, unable to finish. don’t want to leave you alone. Ever. And so I have to stop and let my body heal. It might take months, even years but I will learn. And when I do… maybe then, we’ll have a chance to have a baby.”

wanted the life he had envisioned, I wanted to have children–though I

me so hard I felt him in me for days; there was no

I wore came off next. That was all I managed to pull off before he settled on top of me, claiming my lips once again. Every part of my body that made contact with his tingled with electricity; I was very aware of his hard length between my legs, with only his boxer briefs and my panties separating

used all my strength to roll us over so I was on top. He hadn’t expected that–there was no way I could have freed myself if he had anticipated it—but

didn’t–he let me tease him. When I was sure he couldn’t take any more, I positioned myself before sinking onto his thick length. We both moaned in pleasure as I rocked against him, moving as fast as I could, though I never quite matched his pace. He thrust his hips, driving deeper inside me, his hands roaming from my breasts to my ass, gripping me possessively.

His hands finally gripped my hips, guiding my movements, and

wouldn’t cum until I had. His fingers found my clit, stroking and massaging, and I couldn’t hold back any longer–I shattered. My strength was gone, but Alexander wasn’t finished. He rolled me onto my back, spreading my legs over his shoulders before thrusting into me, harder and faster. Pleasure built