Until Cece (Happily Ever Alpha World)

He surrounds me then, his forearms wrapping under me to rest on his elbows beneath my shoulder blades, pressing my chest up to his, where I can feel my nipples getting lost in the hair he has on his chest. The light tickle there makes this suddenly a full-body experience instead of all the focus being right where we’re connected, and it allows me to take yet another of his breathtaking inches.

When it feels like I won’t be able to take anymore of him, as if he’s reached the farthest depth of me, he pulls out slightly then sinks all the way in, making me gasp as the tip of his cock butts into my cervix. My back arches, trying to back away up the bed a little, because it’s just… too… much, but his big palms grip my shoulders from beneath, not allowing me to move.

“Shhh… I’ll take care of you, naekkeo,” he whispers, holding his hips perfectly still as he kisses along my jawline to my ear, nibbling the lobe as he murmurs in another language there, his deep voice and hot breath relaxing me until my slight pain and panic completely subside. “So fucking perfect. Your tight little pussy feels so fucking perfect wrapped around my cock, baby. I could stay like this forever, just buried deep inside you. Never felt so complete, like I’m where I’m supposed to be for the very first time.”

He keeps on like that, telling me how beautiful I am, how perfect I fit him, how wonderful I feel wrapped in his arms, and I melt beneath him until I feel every single one of my muscles relax, including the ones gripping around his thick cock. And he must feel it, because he pulls up enough to stare into my eyes… when he finally begins to move.

It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I’m filled to the very brim, my pussy stretched to its absolute limit, but there’s no more pain. He’s a master with his movements, thrusting just deep enough for maximum pleasure, never once pounding into my cervix after he found it the first time. With each thrust, the top of his crown slides along the top wall of my core, catching on my G-spot every time.

I let go of the back of his hair, wiggling beneath him until he understands I want to wrap my arms around his back, so he once again braces above me. When I’ve grown as accustomed to his size as I’ll ever be, I give in to my desire to meet his thrusts, digging my heels into the mattress to lift my hips as he plunges into me, and I hear him growl. When my lips part on a gasp as he hits a particularly delicious spot inside me, he captures them with his, kissing me with so much passion I feel it to the depths of my soul. I purr as his chest hair slides against my nipples once more, sending a shiver throughout my limbs, and once again, I know the exact moment he loses a grip on his control, like when he was eating me alive.

“You’re fucking perfect,” he breathes, reaching up to trail the back of his knuckles along my jawline, and I shiver, my nipples puckering. I throw my head back and rotate my hips, feeling his cock oscillate against the walls of my pussy.

“Fuck, I don’t think I can be gentle any longer, baby. You’re making my control snap,” he rumbles from deep within his chest, and I feel the vibration along my flesh.

He begins pounding into me with rough but steady strokes, my face twisting in immeasurable ecstasy. My lips part as I pant with each of his thrusts, and I glance down, seeing where our bodies are connected. It’s obscene and hot, and I’ll forever use the image to pleasure myself in the future.

My pussy grips him, my wetness soaking our connection, allowing his steel rod to slide easily with each thrust. I can see his cock shine with slickness with every outward stroke before disappearing into me once again.

No one else will ever compare to Win.

He’s it for me.

This is the last cock I ever want for the rest of my days.

And that’s the last thought I have before my mind is overtaken by my physical pleasure. My fingers dig into his back as he pounds into me. I’m so close. My breath hitches like it did right before I came from his mouth, the first orgasm I’ve ever had from oral, and it was completely mind-blowing. But I have a feeling this one that’s building now is going to be detrimental to my soul. He’s going to ruin me for any other man, even more so than he already has.

He scoops his left arm under my hips, lifting me at the perfect angle for my pussy to accept every inch of him. His other hand wraps under my back, his forearm between my shoulder blades and his palm circles the nape of my neck. And in this position, we couldn’t be any closer, as his knees draw up, giving him even more leverage as he pounds into me, his grip around the back of my neck and around my hips keeping me perfectly steady to take all he has to give.