Most Wanted (Love Slaves of the Alphas 1)

“Fuck! Please. ”

“Tell me…I can keep this up all day. ”

“No, Blayde!Ple

ase!”

“Tell me…”

“Oh, I hate this. I hate you. ”

“Liar. Tell me. ”

“I’m yours, damn it,” he said, feeling defeated, but still excited by his control.

“Damn right you are. ” Blayde laughed and grabbed the soap to lather his hands. He spent a long time lathering up Ryan’s body all over, washing all the little nooks and crannies until Ryan was shivering with need and hard as iron. Finally, he rinsed him off and pulled him from the shower to dry him. He pushed and shoved him back into the bedroom and over to the bed. Pushing him face down, he stopped long enough to grab the lube from the table next to the bed and spread it over his cock. Ryan watched him over his shoulder as he smiled down at him and put some on his fingers. “How much do you want this, sweetheart?”

Ryan ducked his head, like he was embarrassed to feel so needy. Blayde’s fingers reached inside him, smoothing the lube over his hole and up inside, and he couldn’t hold back his moans. “Tell me, love. Tell me if you want this. ”

“You know I do!” he yelled. Blayde stared down at him sternly, and he dropped his gaze. “I- I’m sorry, Alpha. ”

“Relax for me, then, sweetheart. ” Ryan should be able to feel his cock nudging his hole. “Damn it, let me in. ”

“I-I’m trying. ”

“Try harder, this is my little ass, my little mate. ” He pushed his way inside and buried himself deep. Then he held it there, encased in Ryan’s tight passage. Kissing the back of Ryan’s neck, he slid one hand beneath his stomach and pushed him back against him, holding him tight.

It felt so damned good to be inside Ryan, wrapped up in his heat. “That’s it, just relax for me. Damn, you’re so sweet. ” He began to thrust, pushing in and sliding back out in a rhythm that he hoped was making Ryan as wild as it made him. “Tell me how much you love it, baby. ”

“Shit, just shut up and fuck me! Move, damn it!”

A sharp slap landed on Ryan’s ass and Blayde stopped fucking him. “Mind your damn manners, baby. ”

“Please…”

“Please what?”

Ryan slammed his fist down on the bed in front of him. “Shit, I hate you! I hate this!”

“Lying again. Not going to help you onebit. ”

Ryan tried to hump back against him and got another slap on the ass for his trouble. “I’ll move when you show the proper respect. ”

Ryan bit the mattress below him, and Blayde chuckled, waiting him out. Damn, it felt incredible, he could feel Ryan’s ass trembling, shivering with the need for him to move, but he was so stubborn he was trying to hold out. He screamed in frustration. “Move, damn you! Do something!”

“You know what to do…”

“Okay. Will you fuck me? Please!”

“Nope. Not good enough. ”

He pulled out and Ryan rolled over on his back and stared up at him. “What are you doing? You can’t leave me like this!”

Blayde gave him a positively evil smile. “Oh, I could. But I have other plans. Get up to the head of the bed. ”

Ryan crawled warily up to the head of the bed and lay down. Immediately, Blayde crawled up beside him to fasten his wrists in the cuffs hanging from the back of the headboard. Ryan seemed both surprised and not too pleased by this turn of events. He kicked out at his tormentor. “Let me out of this shit!”

“Oh, temper, temper. I was going to let you come, but I might change my mind now. ”