Page 87 of Alpha Ruined

It shouldn’t be this arousing to just have his fingers in hermouth, but his cock is so hard it strains against his pants as she whimpers around him. He reaches down to caress the back of her head and pushes a third finger in, gagging her with his hand.

She lifts her head eagerly, whimpering as saliva pools around her mouth and drips down her chin.

“You’ll take anything I give you, won’t you?” he murmurs, pleased. “Anything I want to stuff in that pretty mouth you’ll take, like a good Omega.”

She moans around his hand, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her throat constricts around his fingers. He works his wrist, enjoying the gargling sounds she makes as he violates her mouth.

After one more gag, he pulls his hand free, and she lets out a desperate gasp, strings of spit connecting from her lips to his wrist.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he groans, leaving the chair to join her on the bed. He yanks her blankets away, exposing her cotton nightgown and robe that he changed her into earlier.

Her hair is a mess around her, fanning her head like a halo on the pillow while she pants, her breasts heaving.

“Alpha,” she whispers, her eyes shining in the moonlight. “Touch me,please.”

He glances down between them, her slick creating a dark spot on the blankets. “With pleasure,” he growls.

There’s no time for him to be gentle; that opportunity disappeared the moment she deep throated his hand. His mouth descends to her chest, sucking her nipples through the nightgown while he reaches between her legs to push through her slit. Four fingers slide into her, and she whines in pleasure at the intrusion.

“You could take my whole fist, couldn’t you?” he whispers, still abusing her nipple between the cotton. “Can that pretty little cunt swallow my hand before I knot it?”

“Cole—”

He bites her nipple hard enough for her to yelp. “I asked you a question,” he snarls.

“Mmm…yes…”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes,Alpha, pleasefist me.”

He growls into her tits as he curls his hand, slowly pushing his way deeper into her.

“Oh, fuck,Cole?—”

She’s tight silk wrapped around him. Her cunt clenches his fist deliciously, and he slowly moves it in and out of her while he suckles each nipple, leaving wet spots on her nightgown.

“So good,” he breathes. “Fuck, baby, you’re being so good for me.”

His Omega arches her back, and he buries his face in her chest, paying careful attention to how he moves his hand in her.

He doesn’t want to hurt her. He only wants to bring her pleasure, to make her see stars until she’s unable to walk for a week.

“Come on my fist,” he commands. “Let me feel it. Let go, Omega.”

And his perfect, beautiful mate does just that.

CHAPTER 30

BREE

This Heat isunlike anything she’s felt before.

Every nerve ending is on fire. Every touch from Cole makes her body shiver.

And her cunt is stretched so tight, stuffed with his fist, that she feels absolutely filthy.

But she needs more.