Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

AYLA

It hurts but the sensation of having him so deep inside me, feeling him in places no one has ever reached before is doing something to my insides.

My body shudders with each thrust in and when he leans in to suck my nipples, I find the world spinning before my eyes.

There is fire in my veins, and warmth inside me. My hands cling to his shoulders, my nails running down his skin. Pleasure explodes in my body in the form of tiny sparks, making my toes curl, my breath hitch and my world darken.

The pain is long forgotten and I find myself drowning in the liquid heat, meeting his thrust with an eagerness that leaves me screaming his name.

Again. Again. Again.

The world seems to be a blur as our lips meet and his thrusts grow rougher, more powerful. The noise of our skin slapping fills the dark room, and pushes me one step closer to an abyss. My lips quiver against his harsh mouth, my teeth sink into his bottom lip as my walls clench and the knot in my stomach comes undone.

My head goes blank. My legs shake. My breath catches.

But he keeps going. His hands grip my legs to his waist as he drills into me like an untamed man. His groans, his grunts, his curses hit my oversensitive core.Many paragraphs are missing. Read the complete book on Jo=bn-ib.c(o)m. My heart is beating in my ears, my guts feel rearranged as he continues to f**k me hard, taking me against all logic.

“Can’t- - - “I cry out, arching off the mattress in desperation. “I cant take it anymore, Massimo.” His face rests between my shoulders, his ragged breaths hitting me every time he fills me and then pulls out to fill me harder.

“You can. You will take me. All of me, Kitten.” He growls, his voice carrying a sense of possession.

over. And then I find myself clenching around him again. This time, my

gripping onto his cock, squeezing him so tight that he can

hard to hold back." He groans, slowly rolling his hips into mine. Tremors of pleasure run up and down my body. I find myself short of breath, clinging to him like

warm, so dirty, then I get

way his rough hands explore my skin, the way his masculine body rolls over mine, and

this time I find myself sniffling and writhing under him. I want him to stop, but the moment he slows down, I feel like I am going to

conscious and feel every

so good with my cock. Say my name.” His hand grips the side of my

snap open and meet his gaze. He is watching me, taking in my reaction to his thrusts, to the way he takes me so

I murmur, and I find

My head rolls back, and my limbs slacken. A tear rolls down my eyes and slips in my hair before I hear Massimo cursing out loud. He kisses the corner of

me, that I cry out once more. The bed rattles with the force of his pounding but he pays

warming up my insides with his c*m. Instead of pulling

He whispers,

blink, my weak hands lowering to his biceps. He drops over me, the weight of his body

out halfway before thrusting in slowly, riding us both on the

arches tiredly, my eyes

it. I had sex with Massimo and I will never