Graham (Obsessed Alpha 3)

Five minutes later, I’m dressed in a pair of khaki shorts that cut mid-thigh and a dark green polo tee. I look cute, but I need to work on my hair and put on a hint of makeup. I don’t wear a lot, but now I’m around the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, and I refuse to keep my usual hobo chic look.

A low growl comes from the bathroom door, and I wonder if I’m dating a beast or a man. I turn to him and see he’s definitely more beast than man. His broad chest and ripped arms make me want to run my fingers all over him while he holds me tight. Damn, my panties are already ruined. Maybe khaki wasn’t the way to go.

“Is there something I can help you with?” he asks, raising his brow with a seductive smirk.

I rake my eyes over his body, intentionally focusing on his cock that jerks under his towel. “No, I’m just admiring the view.”

“Same here. I don’t know how I’m going to focus on my food with you sitting across from me.”

“You managed it yesterday.”

“Barely, and that was before I buried my cock in your sweet pussy. Now, it’s all I want to do. Fuck, if you weren’t sore, I would have joined you in that nice hot water, sliding my dick between your legs and pumping up into your slit.” I step closer to him. Once I’m in front of him, I can feel his cock pressing firmly against his towel.

“Maybe I can help you out. You seem to really need it,” I say, tugging the towel off and then sliding down onto my knees. He groans as my hand wraps around his massive girth. I arch my brow as I look up at him. “Tell me what you want.”

“Fuck, suck it, baby. I don’t care how just suck.” His voice deepens, and he tosses his head back as I kiss the tip. When he looks back down at me, I slide my lips over the head and swirl my tongue around. Slowly, I work his length, learning how to suck him off. With every little sound from his throat, my pussy gets more and more flooded. I reach one hand between my legs, rubbing myself through the material as I suck his cock. “Baby, are you touching yourself?” I nod my head and mumble with his dick in my mouth. He pushes some of my hair behind my ear then he grabs all of my hair in a ponytail. With a grunt, he starts pumping his hips forward, taking control of this, and I eagerly stretch my mouth and relax my face. I’m so damn horny that I barely choke on him as he hits the back of my throat.

“I’m coming, baby,” he growls, cupping the back of my head. “Swallow like a good girl.” His cock is so deep that I feel the jets of cum slide down my throat. When he’s finally done, he pulls out and drags me up to him. “Sorry if I was too rough with you, Gia. Seeing you with your hand stroking your greedy pussy broke me.” He grabs me around the waist, lifts me up, and carries me over to the bed, dropping me down on the edge of the mattress. Graham is quick to strip my shorts and panties off. “My turn.” He lowers himself to the floor, tossing my legs his shoulders and devours my core until I’m coming wildly all over his face.

“Damn. A girl could really get used to that. How about we order in?”

“Sounds wonderful to me.” He drops onto the bed with me, laying back as his cock starts jerking back to full staff.

Chapter Nine

Graham

I sit on the settee in the living room area, waiting for Gia to finish getting dressed for our dinner and dancing evening. I can’t wait to see her in the outfit she bought today. Gia and Natasha went shopping while Julian and I watched from a short distance because there was no way in hell we’d let them go unprotected anywhere. Gia was silly enough to think that, but apparently, Natasha knew her husband wouldn’t let that happen. He’s just as nuts about her safety as I am with Gia’s.

“The two scowling beasts are scaring away shoppers,” Natasha giggled as they came up to the register. Everything was put on our cards for our respective ladies.

“They need to stop looking at you before I have them thrown off my island,” Julian replied to her.

“I like this guy,” I muttered, grabbing Gia to my side and taking her bags.

A text buzzes on my phone just as Gia steps out of the bathroom, so I don’t pay attention to it. “Holy fuck.” My mouth drops, and my balls tighten up as I stare at my woman. She’s wearing a one-strap silver dress that clings to every curve. I’m going to commit murder today. She looks like a goddess, and I’m mentally thinking of ways to hide her from all the other dicks lurking.