The Silver Crescent Alpha Prince

He got up and flipped her on her stomach. With his palm flat across her back, he bent over her on the mattress and pressed her face in it with another palm. His naked body pressed against her increased her heartbeat. The anticipation built notch higher and she trembled beneath him. She ached from the need, from something he denied her. He held his shaft and ran it over her back and to her hips. 

"Do you want to see me baby?" he asked.

His dirty talk was making her go crazy. "Yes!" she breathed.

He lifted himself off her, held her below and pulled her hips up in the air as her knees bent in the mattress. He stretched her thighs apart and then grabbed her butt cheeks. He looked down at her in all her wetness. "I have been waiting for this, fantasized about this—" Without completing his sentence, he slapped her tight and she moved her butts towards him for more. "You want more, baby?" he asked as he rubbed her ass with his hand. Gods, he had been wanting to do that to her. He had waited for so long that he wanted to punish her, devour her… Another slap came to her and she moaned. Her legs opened wider. 

Seconds later, she felt… his mouth. He was licking between her thighs like he was hungry for her, like he needed air, like if he didn't touch her there, if he didn't taste her there, he would die. Bianca wanted to scream but her voice betrayed her. The man stole her ability to speak, to think. She lost her sanity. 

"Ah Brantley!" she said as she closed her eyes, a new kind of feeling hitting her body. A shiver ran down her, as pleasure hit her. It was so consuming that her eyes rolled in her head. He inserted his fingers inside her core as he licked her hungrily.

For ages he had been craving for her, wanting her and there was nothing that would stop him now. He feasted on her with his tongue and teeth and fangs and lips and it was maddening. 

"Ah Gods!" she whimpered. Something in her belly was building. Electric synapses. Something more powerful, like the insides of her belly were coiling, tension was building and she was getting close to some sort of release. But once again as soon as she was close to it, he withdrew his tongue and fingers. 

"Dooooon't!" she screamed. 

Brantley flipped her on her back. "I need those lips around my cock baby," he said as he licked his lips. 

This was the first time she saw him, naked and she tried not to gawk at him, and failed miserably. If he looked handsome in his king's clothes, then he looked delectable with no clothes. His body was cut from marble with those hard edges and was so well defined that every place it curved, a shadow formed. His dragon tattoo that rose from his thigh up to his neck was moving as his muscles moved. The man was fucking hot and handsome and like a devil. 

She lifted her head to see him more. She brought her hand to his chest and electricity zapped through her body. Did he feel that? She caressed her fingers over his nipple and felt them pebbling beneath her fingers. Her nipples hardened at the sight of them. He hissed and pulled her hand away from his nipple and put it over his cock. "This is what you've done Bia!" With wide eyes and licking her lips with her tongue she saw his bulge—and it was thick and huge. She gasped. Holy shit! She had seen some cocks in the porn sites, but none came near to the one in front of her. His was absolutely—delicious and large and… 

He watched her watching his shaft and it pulsated. "Have you ever felt anyone else's shaft?" he asked as jealousy flared in him even at the idea of it. 

She shook her head. And his cock jerked again. 

"Nice!" he hissed and the blackness of jealousy pushed down. He pushed her back on the pillow and came over her. His knees rested on either side of her face. "I want you to take this in your mouth baby," he said and her eyes widened more. 

She wondered what would happen if he shoved it down her throat. Her breath hitched and she watched his erection, licking her lips. 

"Take me in Bia. I need this!" 

She gulped and then parted her lips slightly but that was all he needed. He thrust his erection in her. "Fuck!" He shoulders tensed. "I will die tonight," he said with clenched teeth and pushed inside slowly. Her fangs grazed his shaft, but he was ready for it. She opened a bit more and he thrust it inside more. Before she could wrap her tongue around it, he pulled out and slammed it in. "You can't even imagine how much I dreamt of this. You can't imagine how much I waited for this. Bianca!" he growled. "You can't imagine how much I needed to possess every part of your body. You will let me possess, won't you sweetheart?"

He was so raw and rough and was beginning to get out of control. "You look so beautiful with me inside your mouth! Do you know that?" He came in and out of her relentlessly. 

She was licking him and sucking him and somehow he slowed his rhythm. 

"Why didn't you come to me earlier?" he said as if cursing his fate, cursing his destiny. "Do you know my craving turned into madness?" 

Her tongue swiped around him and he picked up his pace. Soon his body tensed, he looked up at the ceiling and with a roar he came inside her throat. His eyes shone with crazy possessiveness. "This mouth belongs to me!" he growled as he came out of her. She was still panting as hell, looking at his tense body. He went down and soon enough she felt him positioning over her core. "Do you want me in sweetheart?" he asked. And how could she say no? She rolled her hips. His lips tugged up and he pressed inside her core, slowly, carefully. His erection was hard and hot and she wanted him. He flexed his hips to get deeper in her. Even though she was tight, he was taking things slowly. "Relax Bia," he said to ease her. 

She parted her legs and he wedged deep inside her. As soon as he did that, a rumble formed in his chest. "First time—" his chest vibrated. This was too much for him. How could he be so lucky to find a mate and mate with her? "Fuck!" Every emotion he had felt for her, every need that he had for her and every fantasy he had thought about her, was coming alive. The sensation was too much and he was sure he wouldn't be able to survive. He threw his head back and roared in ecstasy. 

He plunged deeper and then slowly took it out. "Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asked as his forehead drenched with sweat. He didn't want to take it out from her.