I’m not here for his word games right now. “Yourcock, Alexander. I will pin your ass to this bed and take what I want if you don’t fuck meright now.”
“Only because you asked so nicely.” Without warning, his fingers are replaced by his cock. He thrusts inside me, nestling himself between my thighs. Sliding in and out, stretching, filling me. How did I forget how thick and big he is? Something primal unleashes in him, like that time in the woods.Remind me to take him back there.
He wraps an arm under my leg, propping it up against his shoulder and pushing deeper. The new angle makes me groan, and I arch my back further, begging for more. Alexander takes advantage of my proffered neck and brands it with his lips. He reaches down to tease my clit right as he bites the juncture of my neck and shoulder, and I want to scream, the pressure building at a blinding speed. He swallows every one of my pleas and moans, taking full control. I contract around him hard, making him groan in return. I want him to fill me, to take what he needs.
“Fuck. Yes. More, please. Alexander.” I’m so close, I could cry.
He steadies his thrusts and slows down. I pinch my nails into his arms. “Wait, no, no.Fucker.” I’m spitting mad; I wasso close.
Without warning, he flips me over, my ass in the air. “You will, Little Cub.”
He seats himself inside one more time, as far as he can go, and I’m about to lose it. Suddenly, there’s a pop on my ass. “Remind me to paint this beautiful ass red later.” All I can do is groan in response.
He picks up speed and I know he’s getting close. His pants and moans match mine. He grinds into me, hitting every spot I didn’t even know I had. He reaches for the back of my head, grabbing my short hair, making my back arch as he drives into me. “Who do you belong to?” He grunts out.
Breathless, I let out, “You.”
“That’s right. Who belongs to you?”
I answer again. “You. You’re mine, Alexander.”
“That’s a good girl. You’re going to come around me, and I’m going to fill you with my cum. You want that?”
I shake my head yes, words escaping me, and he proves why we’re made for each other. I come hard around him, waves of ecstasy coating my body, and moments later, he does too, filling every corner of my pussy, and I can feel him twitch inside me. We slump down, sweaty and slick with exertion. He plants soft kisses on my shoulder, sweet and tender. I feel him pull out, and he comes back with a dip on the bed. I can feel the warmth of a washcloth as he cleans me, caring for me. The tender moment spreads a smile across my face.
Kisses travel up my leg to meet my lips.A ghra mo chroi.He freezes above me. “That’s the second time I’ve heard you say that.” He transitions to lay next to me. We are both sweaty and bit out of breath.
I give him a side eye. Did I say that out loud? I guess my heart has truly taken over. “It means love of my heart. I didn’t realize I said it out loud.”
“Love of your heart. Does that mean..” I stop him before he ruins the moment, the night.
“We’ll talk about it in the morning.” I turn and face him. “We have a bit to talk about and right now, this is all I want for my birthday.” I kiss him softly, and he moans softly.
“You sure that’s all you want? I mean, we can still celebrate your birthday.” He wiggles his eyebrows, a devilish smirk on his face.
“You can’t be serious?” I jerk back.
“Oh, did you forget already? I won’t be done until we’re both spent.” He kisses the bridge of my nose. “I saw an interesting artifact in the bathroom, on charge.”
He backs up off the bed to the bathroom and a buzzing sound hums in my ears. “I’m not done with you, Little Cub. You’ll learn to not to hide from me.”
I sit up on my elbows, my jaw slack in awe.He wants to go again? Already?
“You want to play again?” He reaches for my ankles and yanks them to the edge of the bed so hard, I gasp. “Hang on, darlin’.”
Sometimes in the middle of the night, Seamus curled up next to me as Alexander curled behind me, arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his chest. We have a long road ahead of us, but that’s what love is, right?
I nudge Seamus awake, the sun starting to peek through the blinds. I slip out of Alexander’s strong arms, peering back to look at the worn out Adonis himself. I wonder what dreams play in his head. I quickly avoid the boards that creek and head into the kitchen for coffee. Every inch of my body is sore and aching, but in the best possible way. Every twinge of pain is a reminder of the countless orgasms of last night. As the coffee brews, Seamus paws at my leg, and I sit on the floor for him to jump into my lap.
“Buddy, you’d tell me if I’m making a mistake right?” I scratch his back and he plops his nose onto my chest. I know he can’t truly understand me, but something about his spirit tells me he does. The machine spits out the last bit of coffee and I top it off with some Bailey’s – fuck it, it’s the weekend.
The early morning fog is still roaming across the field as the sun peaks through the clouds, casting out the shadows of night. I find my phone, which somehow made its way into the living room, and dial Seth. A few rings go by, and he picks up.
“Hell must have frozen over,” he exclaims. I can hear Ellie already singing in the background.
“It happened Seth.”
I can hear the panic starting to rise in Seth’s voice. “What happened?”