Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

MASSIMO

My c**k strains against my pants. It's so f*****g painful and hard to keep my hands off her.

She looks like an experienced seductress in that tight dress. I am desperate to bunch it around her waist, expose her full boobs and that tight p***y.

I groan as she rubs her p***y over my thigh. I can feel my pants getting wet there, her slickness rubbing all over me.

I place my hands beside my legs and lean back, clenching the sheets so I am not reaching out to her in a weak

moment.

Her eyes close, her lips part, her face flushes. She settles on my thigh and moves back before pushing herself forward.

My cock throbs harder. Just watching her moan and use my thigh to masturbate does something tingly to the pit of my stomach.

I clench the sheets harder and lean back more. My jaw grits and the desire runs through my veins.

The mate bond is fucking with me and her. The only difference between us is the fact that I know why I need my c**k inside her and she doesn't.

This makes me think how badly she will take the truth. Once she gets to know that I suppressed my scent just so she couldn't figure out we are mated, she might hate me more. “Massi-Massimo. ” Her eyes blink open, frustration seeping into her expression. ” More."

She needs more of me. F**k me.

I lick my bottom lip, desperate to keep my breathing under control. "I told you, Kitten, that's all you are getting tonight.

Her hips stop grinding. Wobbling, she gets down from my lap and moves her hands behind her back.

I swallow the heaviness in my throat and barely stop myself from grunting. My c**k might explode if I don't slip inside her p***y soon.

Slowly, she unzips her dress and pushes it down her body. I forget to breathe, as my eyes lower to her freed boobs.

Desire trickles down my body in the form of tremors, and aches. My hips buck but I hold myself back. Those soft boobs. Just perfect for my hands.

and sprawls herself in the middle of it. My

acts like a vixen, and

then I am onto her. She thinks I have seen her. F**k

have not touched that

to the wet spot in her panties. I haven't even fucked her

mewls”” T- - Take me, Massimo. That's

you are saying it" I snap, pulling my face out of the lace before

think about something else. Yes. In my initial days of training, I once

pulled back, to her, to those parted legs, and that needy, shuddering, soft

She whispers and arches her

back, taking my hands away from her body. Sitting back on my knees, I take her in

I hiss, moving my hands

hook in the panties and she

as my eyes find that pink, tight hole

under my breath, I lower my pants and boxers. My cock springs free, the precum already leaking

around my c**k, and sliding it back and

care of that pussy, but if I don’t cum now, I will f**k

way her fingers rub that clit,

think about my revenge when all I can think about is the

groan from me. Her fast fingers match my pace, but I want them to enter that p***y, to see how she stretches that hole while she

need more. So much

Kitten? “I grunt, the muscles

hips up

sober are you?” I growl, removing

warm pussy and watch as she takes it all

string breaks inside me. I grab the back of her gentle

that spasming hole to me. And fuck. It's tight and wet for me. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.

you to fuck me, Massimo." She claws at my arms, trying to reach every

tight hole and release her left leg. She keeps it there, willingly keeping those