Caution: Explicit Content Below!!

Elian;

I gasp when Zepahn suddenly carries me. He plants my back on the bed and reaches for my pants.

He yanks them off, and excitement blooms inside me as he leans down.

His fingers hold my waist, and despite the chaos, I feel how gentle he’s being.

"You have the face of an angel, but the allure of a demon." He rasps with his lips just a breath away from mine, and I lean upwards. My lips connect with his, and I kiss him softly. Gently with all the need I have for him.

I pull back slowly, with my eyes not leaving his.

"Angel or demon..." I whisper as I run my fingers through his silky white hair. "I can be whatever you want," I conclude, and his mouth falls open.

He may be an Alpha, but he looks flushed. Like he’s struggling to stay restrained, and watching him struggle this way because of me does things to me that I can’t justify, so I keep going.

I spread my legs wider apart and take my hand between my legs. I wrap my fingers around myself, and my back arches as a moan escapes me.

I run my thumb over my now sensitive tip, and shivers run through me.

"F-fuck..." I shudder, and I see something shift in Zephan’s eyes.

I feel his hand on my knee, and I lock my gaze on his as his fingers slowly trail down my thigh.

I keep working my fingers up and down my shaft as I feel his fingers go lower and lower.

They brush past mine, but they don’t stop.

Till he finds my entrance again.

Something about the way his hair fallen downward like a curtain shielding both our faces... something about his warm breath on my skin... something about that war of restraint and hunger in his eyes does dangerous things to me!!

"Do you do this often?" He questions in a raishingly husky voice that settles into my spine.

"What?" I croak, and I feel my cheeks heat up as his eyes move down to where I’m stroking myself.

"Touching yourself. Do you touch yourself often, Elian?" He questions, as he watches my fingers move, and shivers run to my brain as his fingers start tracing my rim.

"Do you touch yourself thinking about your Alphas, Elian?" He questions, and I gulp as he looks back up at me.

"I need words, little viper..." He growls softly as he slides a finger into me, and my back arches off the bed as a deep gasp escapes me.

"Have we been starving you in this regard, little viper?" He questions as he slides his second finger into me, and I squirm as pleasure clouds my mind.

"I’m going to have to fix that now, won’t I?" He questions, and I shut my eyes as I feel him curve his fingers into a hook inside me.

"Look at me, Elian." He breathes, and I feel my soul cling on for dear life.

My legs instinctively spread wider as I feel him slide deeper.

"Listen to your Alpha, Elian..." He commands, and my eyes snap open at how hot being commanded like that feels.

"Do you like that?" He questions as he keeps sliding his fingers in and out of me, and I barely manage to nod in approval.

"Think you can take more?" He questions, and excitement strums through me like the strings of a godforsaken guitar as I nod eagerly.

A moan rips out of me as he inserts the third finger into me, and I almost levitate off the bed.

I have to pause my fingers against my dick because I know that if I keep going, I’d cum sooner than I want.

"Hmm... so warm..." He breathes, and I manage to gulp as he holds my gaze.

I try to keep moving my hand against myself, but to my surprise, he grabs my hand off my dick.

He holds it above my head, and fresh blood rushes to my dick, making it harder as he pins both my hands above my head with both of his.

"That’s enough of that. Pleasing you is my job." He breathes as he curls three of his fingers inside me, and I feel jolts rush to my brain as my eyes roll back.

"U-ugh..." I moan, but he keeps going.

The pleasure is so intense I want to squirm away, but at the same time, there’s nowhere to run to, with him holding me in place like this.

My toes curl as my legs lift. My eyes roll back, and I can only breathe through my mouth as I start losing all control over my senses, and then suddenly... he stops.

Panting, I open my eyes to look at him, and he pulls his fingers out of me.

I watch as he holds up the slipper, wet fingers, and fresh fire floods my cheeks as I realise that I can actually self-lubricate, and that’s my juice all over his fingers.

My mouth falls open, and my eyes nearly pop when he sticks those same fingers in his mouth.

I watch like I’m staring at a ghost as his unbelievable tongue runs over his fingers, licking them completely clean.

Once clean, he pulls his fingers out and smirks at me.

"Want to taste yourself?" He questions, and I gulp in response.

He leans closer to me with my legs resting on his shoulders, and he locks lips with me.

As promised, I taste myself on his lips... on his tongue... in his breath.

I wrap my arms around his head, with my fingers sinking into his hair.

He sucks on my lips like they’re made of honey, and the way he kisses me so slowly... so passionately as he pinches and plays with my nipples, melts all my thoughts and reasoning together.

A half-scream, half-shriek moan shamelessly escapes me when he shoves his full length into me.