Read Owned: An Alpha Anthology for Free Online

drive here has been relentless, and I’m desperate to get our clothes off and have him inside me. He’s worked me into such a state, I don’t think he’ll actually have to do very much at all to give me an orgasm. His words alone are orgasm inducing.
    We make it into my bedroom, clothes almost all discarded, and he wraps his arms around me, holding me close. His mouth descends onto mine and we lose ourselves in a kiss that tells each of us how much we’re wanted. He’s fucking me with his mouth, and I’m sure my pussy would reach out and grab hold of his dick if it could.
    "I need you in me now, Jett." I talk while kissing, so I’m not sure if he’ll understand what I’m saying, but he does.
    He pushes his erection into me, and it’s a torturous bliss. Ending the kiss, he growls, "I fucking need that too, sweetheart."
    The only piece of clothing separating us is my panties, and he rips them off. Literally rips them in half. Then he picks me up and throws me on the bed. Feral desire flashes in his eyes as he climbs on top. He straddles me and holds out a condom. I have no idea when he got that, but I’m more than impressed we don’t have to fuck around any longer. If he doesn’t get his dick in me soon, I’m going to go crazy.
    I take the condom and have it on him in record time. Shifting my gaze to his, I beg, "For the love of god, fuck me."
    He doesn’t say anything, just grunts his approval and positions his cock at my entrance. His lips smash down onto mine, and as his tongue enters my mouth, he thrusts inside.
    Oh…holy fuck…shit….fuck!
    My arms go around him, and I dig my fingers into his back as I take everything he gives me. Jett fucks me with a raw need. I feel it flowing between us, connecting with my same need. It joins us and we move in perfect synchrony. Sex has never felt this good for me and I have an overwhelming desire to give him more than I’ve ever given a man. A desire to open myself up completely and let him take anything he wants from me.
    He stops moving and looks at me with hunger. "You wanna ride me?"
    I do, but not now. Now, I just want him to fuck me until I see nothing but exploding light. I shake my head and squeeze my legs around him tighter. "No."
    No more words are needed and he thrusts inside again. He does it slower this time while holding himself above me and keeping his eyes pinned to mine. It’s like he’s trying to look into my soul, like he’s searching for something there. His eyes reaching out to me while he fucks me awakens my closed off heart. I’m helpless to stop it, and as he moves me closer toward orgasm, he also moves me closer toward him .
    "Fuck, Presley, I’m gonna come. You close, baby?" His head drops down to rest on my shoulder as he keeps moving inside me.
    "Yeah…" I move with him, chasing it.
    And then it hits. White light begins flashing behind my eyes and pleasure like I’ve never known possesses me. I hold onto him tighter and my core clenches around him.
    "Fuck!" he roars as he comes hard. He thrusts one last time and then his body tenses as his release grips him.
    I’m lost inside my own pleasure just as much as he’s lost in his. We’re clinging to each other, but for those few moments, we’re disconnected. The only thing we’re connected to is our bliss.
    Eventually, he lifts his head and murmurs, "Shit…"
    I open my eyes to look into his. Giving him a smile, I nod my head. "Yeah….shit."
    He laughs and pushes up off me to go and dispose of the condom in my bathroom. Then he comes back and lies next to me on his back. We’re silent for a while, and I love that he doesn’t feel the need to fill the silence with small talk.
    He reaches for my hand and holds it. "You okay?" he asks.
    I’m trying to process all the emotions coursing through me. I truly don’t know what I’m feeling. But I turn to him with a smile and shift onto my side. Trailing my hand up his stomach to his chest, I reply, "Yes, I’m more than okay."
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