I didn’t want him to last. I could feel Grayson in the room, hovering, waiting his turn. He would be my biggest challenge.
“Don’t wait. Come inside me.”
I’d never said such erotic things in my life, and I don’t know if it was the primal dance or the energy in the room, but I wanted something I’d never wanted in my life.
A man’s true mark on me.
I kissed Brad’s neck and sunk my teeth into his skin.
He shivered violently and began to cry out.
I squeezed his cock with my internal muscles and a small orgasm rippled through me as his seed pulsed into me.
My body soaked up his orgasm, milked his shaft.
He groaned loudly and fell on top of me for a moment.
The weight on my chest was too great and I began to pant for breath.
“Brad, you’re squishing her.”
It was Grayson.
His deep tone rolled over me like a warm blanket.
The man who’d given me my first orgasm.
Brad pushed up with his arms and I could breathe again. Phew.
“I’m so sorry, beautiful.” Brad rolled to the side and there he was.
The Alpha.
Stroking his long cock slowly, mesmerising me with his actions.
“Come here,
beautiful.”
I jumped straight up and fell to my knees before him, the submissive part of me that had always wanted a man I could truly trust coming to the forefront.
I opened my mouth and he walked forward and slid his huge cock between my lips.
I moaned as he took my head and gently fucked my face.
He didn’t force himself down my throat.
I barely had the head in my mouth, but as he thrust between my lips, my whole body relaxed. I was strangely... happy.
But not sated. Quite the opposite of sated.
He tugged at my hair gently and I pulled back to look up at him.
There was no rush in Grayson’s movements, no urgency. This dance was going to be a slow burn to satisfaction for both of us.
He’d waited this long, and he was going to make me wait a little longer.
“Are you too sore for me, beautiful? I can wait.”