His voice was gravely with need, “They are perfection.”
“Why don’t you want this?” I teased him as I scraped a thumb over a nipple and it stood at attention.
“If I hurt you…” His voice was full of anguish.
Mine was full of confusion. “You—I mean sex—had nothing to do with this.” I waved my hand dramatically for emphasis.
He grimaced, “I am not so sure.”
I put my hands on my hips and glared at him, “So your answer is to never touch me again? That’s ridiculous!”
“I suppose it is,” he said in defeat and rolled onto his back, tenting the sheet in the process. I snorted and giggled and ripped the sheet down to expose his naked body, jutting and rippling with pulsing veins.
“I needed to make certain you were ready,” he offered. “I would loathe to selfishly use you.”
“Well I am ready, and I want you to use me!” I said just before I dove over his erection to lap at the bulging crown. Amir’s hips bucked, and he made a sound of intense longing.
His hands petted my hair and then one traveled to my left nipple, and he pinched it lightly.
“Will you let me make love to you?” he asked in an almost whisper.
I slid down at his side and lazily let my eyelids flutter, “If you would, I know you could set my world back on its axis. I need you, Amir. I need you inside me.”
He crawled up and over me, and I realized it had been months since he’d been capable. I shuddered and spread my legs as he positioned himself with his heavy cock pinned against my center.
“Now I will take you properly.”
I wrapped my legs around his tight waist, and he held my shoulders from underneath. He took his time, kissing me and making love to my mouth with his as he stroked his very hard, very long, and very hot cock against my mound. He pushed against my clit and skidded his veined phallus up through my apex. Over and over until I was a quivering, lubricated mess of a woman begging him to enter me.
I was much too weak to do anything other than follow his lead, but he was strong and sure and seemed to relish every moment of being on top of me. My legs shook as he parted my silk and slid partly into me. Not all of him, though, not like I ached to feel. My body spread and opened, and I grew wetter.
“Please, Amir. I’m good. You can’t hurt me,” I begged.
When he carefully sunk himself all the way home, his balls vibrated against my butt and we both gasped from the perfection of our joining. I met his eyes and watched as his determined expression changed from concern to pleasure at seeing I was indeed fine. I was better than fine—I was rapturous at how my body seemed tuned to this man. His strength had returned, and he was once again owning me like no other ever had.
He pulsed his jaw and held my body as he began to make the slowest, sweetest love to me. His length skewered up and rubbed along my G-spot, and I continued to shudder through a series of multiple small tremors of delight.
“Amir—yes—oh God yes. Harder baby! Please,” I wailed.
He was still treating me as if I were going to break. I mustered some strength and bucked my hips and reached up to bite at his lip. He gave me a stern expression. “No,” he said.
I did it again, and it caused his balls to bounce against me from the impact. “I’m fine. I’m just weak,” I complained.
“Come on already. Take me!” I chided and again bucked against him. “Take me like you used too. Make me! Amir—make me tell you…”
He must have believed me because he took one hard shove into me, and I rattled with a cry of pleasure I’m certain the adjoin rooms heard. Hopefully they wouldn’t think someone was being murdered, because as Amir finally let it go and began to slam himself into me, I cried out in glorious ecstasy.
“Yes!” Amir grunted. “Yes!” He groaned over and over as he slid on all my lubrication.
He slid a hand down and gripped my hip, taking three hard, bruising thrusts, and he asked me, “Tell me now, female.”
I began to climax, and with the last of my breath I shouted, “You are my Alpha.”
His body seized, and he clenched his jaw, “Tell me who you…belong…”
He was unable to complete his plea as he came violently inside me. My head flew back, and I lost all my air as my body responded with an eardrum-shattering surge of pleasure that sped throughout my body. The best I could do was say, “Yours.”
He shook and grunted through another release within seconds, and then we laid there, with him balanced on bent elbows, buried in my body. His weight pinned me, and his heat fused us as one.