Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 362: The Best Night

As soon as Violet was on her feet, she grabbed his face and plunged her tongue into his mouth, letting him taste his essence on hers.

Afterward, she pulled back and whispered into his ear, low and sultry, "So tell me Asher, are you going to let your father hold you back, or are you going to fuck me until I can’t tell my right from my left?"

Violet stepped closer until their bodies were flush, her breasts pressing against his chest. "...would you drown yourself in my tight, moist heat..." she whispered, punctuating the question by taking his hand and guiding it between her thighs.

She held his gaze, watching the flicker of shock in his eyes when his fingers dipped into her and discovered just how wet she was for him. Then she let go of his hand, leaving it there. The ball was now in his court, and it was up to him to decide what to do with it.

And then he made his move, beginning to stroke her. Violet’s breath hitched in her throat.

Asher pumped his finger in and out, her pussy slurping and gushing around it, the scent of her arousal quickly filling the room. Gasping and moaning, Violet rolled her hips in rhythm with his probing finger.

"Fuck, Asher! Oh my God.... " Her eyes rolled back, "don’t stop please.... "

But Asher added a second finger, stretching her further and Violet moaned aloud.

"Oh God!"

The throbbing ache in her core deepened with every pump, each second winding her tighter, until Violet had no choice but to wrap her arms around Asher just to stay upright.

His pace quickened, relentless now, and she clenched around him, lost in the sensations. The pressure coiled, tighter and tighter, until she shattered with a cry, her body locking up as she came hard around his fingers.

Her breath came in shallow gasps, her release dripping over his hand. Asher withdrew his fingers slowly, deliberately, then brought them to her lips. Violet didn’t need to be told. She opened for him, tasting herself as he slid them past her lips, a sinful communion both knew far too well.

Violet boldly sucked her juices from his two middle fingers, moaning with slow, indulgent, and shameless satisfaction. The sound alone drew a growl from deep within Asher’s chest. Everything about his purple queen was sin incarnate, and he couldn’t get enough.

against hers, a bruising, desperate kiss. As they devoured each other, he lifted her effortlessly, and Violet instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Still kissing, he carried her to the bed and eased

then did he break the kiss to lower his head and claim her breasts. His tongue flicked, suckled, and teased her nipples until they were

jolt of pleasure catching her off

needy mewl, the teasing too

breathed, her voice a soft plea. The ache between her thighs had become unbearable. She needed

the hot press of his thick dick at her

his hips, dragging the swollen head of his cock up and down her slick folds in maddening strokes. A slow, taunting glide that made

Asher, just do it already." Violet

he did

His cock was much bigger than the finger he’d used during foreplay. Pain lanced through her, sharp and sudden, stealing the breath from her lungs

rough with a mix of strain and pleasure. He was only

said, his tone softer

stopped him with a hand to his chest.

gaze searched hers.

voice was

more, and Asher seized the moment. With one powerful

and falling with each breath. It felt foreign. She could

move. He stayed still, letting her adjust to the size

gently, brushing a bead of sweat from her

began to move against his, chasing more of the friction

Asher’s voice was possessive, and

each thrust as if he intended for her to feel every stroke, every

Asher," Violet groaned, the edge of frustration and pleasure blurring as she struggled to keep up with