The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 153

Chapter 153

Daphne's POV Then his gaze turns serious as he throws two of the condoms onto the bedside table and holds onto one.

"Lie back," he gruff out.

As though controlled by his words, my back immediately connects with the bed.

Raphael holds the condom between his teeth and rips off the top.

Somehow, that act only has my legs clenching together.

I take in a deep breath and watch with wide eyes as he sheath his cock with the condom and lowers himself between my legs.

Like a harlot, I open my legs wider as he settles between them.

His hand slides down my body and stops on my sex, palming it before sliding a lone finger in. "Damn. You're so tight," he groans My fingers dig into his arms. "Raphael, please," I beg, not exactly knowing what it is that I'm begging for.

smirk. His hand leaves my sex and I let out a whine

the time he stops kissing me, I've forgotten what I was whining about. And when he starts kissing

I'm going to see several shades of marks. The sad thing is that

down until

and hold on as he presses his tongue against my sex and takes a long lick. My fingers in his

his hair strands to try to grab his attention. "Rapheal, I want you," I beg, not caring about

indecisive for a while but then he starts kissing his way back up my body and

down and I watch as he takes his cock in his hand and runs it through my wetness. My inside clenches and my limbs turn weak.

as he slides in to the hilt in one

coarse and deep. Then he starts moving. It's just a little thrust of his hip but

waist and my heels dig into his

them on his shoulders. He lets loose -pistoning in and out of me while leaning into

whines. Sex has never felt this... mind-blowing. Have I been

my earlobe between his teeth and softly biting it. Where did that endearment come from and does he even realize that he called

am I thinking about a stupid nickname when Rapheal's cock is wreaking me

I'll be off the cliff. That push comes in the form of Rapheal's teeth closing

cock. My toes curl and my nails drag down his back, probably leaving scratch marks behind. "Fuck!" Raphael hollers and he gives one,