Hiding the Alpha’s Baby (Layla and Alexander’s)

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My c**k strains against my pants. It's so f*****g painful and hard to keep my hands off her.

She looks like an experienced seductress in that tight dress. I am desperate to bunch it around her waist, expose her full boobs and that tight p***y.

I groan as she rubs her p***y over my thigh. I can feel my pants getting wet there, her slickness rubbing all over me.

I place my hands beside my legs and lean back, clenching the sheets so I am not reaching out to her in a weak

moment.

Her eyes close, her lips part, her face flushes. She settles on my thigh and moves back before pushing herself forward.

My cock throbs harder. Just watching her moan and use my thigh to masturbate does something tingly to the pit of my stomach.

I clench the sheets harder and lean back more. My jaw grits and the desire runs through my veins.

The mate bond is fucking with me and her. The only difference between us is the fact that I know why I need my c**k inside her and she doesn't.

This makes me think how badly she will take the truth. Once she gets to know that I suppressed my scent just so she couldn't figure out we are mated, she might hate me more. “Massi-Massimo. ” Her eyes blink open, frustration seeping into her expression. ” More."

She needs more of me. F**k me.

I lick my bottom lip, desperate to keep my breathing under control. "I told you, Kitten, that's all you are getting tonight.

Her hips stop grinding. Wobbling, she gets down from my lap and moves her hands behind her back.

I swallow the heaviness in my throat and barely stop myself from grunting. My c**k might explode if I don't slip inside her p***y soon.

Slowly, she unzips her dress and pushes it down her body. I forget to breathe, as my eyes lower to her freed boobs.

Desire trickles down my body in the form of tremors, and aches. My hips buck but I hold myself back. Those soft boobs. Just perfect for my hands.

I bite my bottom lip and watch as she climbs the bed and sprawls herself in the middle of it. My stomach tightens into knots.

Keeping her half-lidded eyes on me, my innocent Kitten acts like a vixen, and spreads her legs. Her black lacy panties stretch across her p***y lips.

A growl rumbles in my throat and then I am onto her. She thinks I have seen her. F**k the lies! I have not seen her.

I have not touched that tight p***y.

My palms land on either side of her waist as I lean in and press my nose to the wet spot in her panties. I haven't even fucked her yet and I feel like exploding.

“She mewls”” T- - Take me, Massimo. That's what you want.

“You are horny, Kitten. That's why you are saying it" I snap, pulling my face out of the lace before I lose control.

I need to think about something else. Yes. In my initial days of training, I once broke my nose, then my arm, then my knee- - -

Her hand lands on my forearm, and I am pulled back, to her, to those parted legs, and that needy, shuddering, soft body.

“Please.” She whispers and arches her back.

I lean back, taking my hands away from her body. Sitting back on my knees, I take her in again. Her flushed face, her perky boobs, her sinking stomach, and those long legs.

“Take them off. " I hiss, moving my hands to my zipper.

She shudders but does as I say. Her fingers hook in the panties and she slides them down her legs.

My cock swells impossibly as my eyes find that pink, tight hole spread apart for me.

Cursing under my breath, I lower my pants and boxers. My cock springs free, the precum already leaking from the tip.

“Touch yourself, Kitten.” I murmur, wrapping my hand around my c**k, and sliding it back and forth.

I am supposed to take care of that pussy, but if I don’t cum now, I will f**k her.

Her trembling fingers slide between her parted legs. She gasps, arching off the mattress again. I focus on the way her fingers rub that clit, the way her breath catches, the way she lies there, spread and desperate for me.

I can't fucking bring myself to think about my revenge when all I can think about is the need to feel her around my c**k.

My fist pumps harder, each stroke earning a groan from me. Her fast fingers match my pace, but I want them to enter that p***y, to see how she stretches that hole while she sees me pumping my c**k to that sweet cunt.

I need more. So much more.

“Who am I, Kitten? “I grunt, the muscles in my neck straining harder.

“Massimo.” She whimpers, pushing her hips up and taking her hands off.

“How sober are you?” I growl, removing my hand from my cock.

I can not hold back. I need to cum deep inside that warm pussy and watch as she takes it all in. “Enough to remember every second of this, Massimo. ” She replies, without stuttering, without breathing, without hesitating.

A string breaks inside me. I grab the back of her gentle thighs and spread her legs wider.

Her knees touch the mattress, baring that spasming hole to me. And fuck. It's tight and wet for me. “Tell me you want me to fuck you. “I groan, watching her writhe under me.

“l want you to fuck me, Massimo." She claws at my arms, trying to reach every f*****g part of me.

I spit onto that tight hole and release her left leg. She keeps it there, willingly keeping those pretty legs spread for me.

Knowing she is so eager for my cock does something to my chest, and my cock.

Without delaying a moment, I guide my cock to that pretty hole, and an animalistic groan rumbles in my chest again.

So fucking hot, so wet, so needy.

I slam into her, filling her to the hilt with one clean thrust. She cries out, which sounds more out of pain than pleasure.

The muscles in my shoulder go stiff, as I realize what just fucking happened. It felt like I slammed my cock past a slight resistance, stretching through a tight glove, breaking my way in desperately.

Dread twists in my guts. I pick my head and my eyes land on her eyes. Tears shine in them, as she bites her lower lip to not sob.

Slowly, I try to pull out but she grabs my arm and cries out again. “ I- — -It hurts, Massimo." Fuck this shit. I lean in and let her legs drop so she can ease her thigh muscles. Her arms wrap around my clothed shoulders as tears slide down to her gorgeous hair.

“Tell me, Kitten. Did you ever fuck a man before me?” My voice sounds muffled in my ears. That fucker Cassian said she liked to be with him. How is this possible?

“N—No." She gasps, her legs shaking around my waist.

“Virgin. " My voice lowers, as I press my forehead to hers, and breathe against her mouth.

Like an asshole, I just slammed my cock into her virgin pussy and claimed her for me. The thought makes me press my lips to her mouth gently.

And the next moment, another thought drills in my head. She has never fucked a man before me, and something inside me wants to make sure that I am the last man she ever fucks.

“I- ~~ am not a virgin." She stutters over my moist lips. “You took- - -You took it the night- ~~ * “Fuck, Kitten. “I mutter and seal her mouth again.

She winces against my lips and wraps her arms around me tighter. I lick her top lip and pull away.

I lean back on my knees and gently pull my cock out of her. As I expected, it's coated with her blood.

“Mas—Massimo?” Her teary eyes stare at me innocently.

Another string breaks inside me and then I am tearing my clothes from my body.

“You wanted me inside your p***y, Kitten. Now, I won't leave before you take my c*m.