Mafioso

Chapter 20

Micah

I got off of the couch, and Alistair's eyes burned on my body. I blushed at the bulge forming in the alpha's pants, showing me that he was turned on. He was now sat up, with his legs spread wide for me to climb on his lap. My body burned for him.

I pulled my clothes off slowly, letting them drop to the ground. Alistair stared at me hungrily, his eyes looking my body over slowly as if he were trying to mesmerize each part of my naked body. Slick dripped from my ass and down my thighs. The sweet scent enveloped me. Clearly, the omega in me calling to be fucked.

My heart was beating so fast and loud I could hear the thumping in my ears. I kept my eyes on him and reached my hand to my backside, and gently slid two digits inside of my awaiting hole. I leaned my head back and let out a tiny mewl. I bit down on my lips and looked at him with a teasing gaze. Almost as if I were begging him to pull me onto his lap and fuck me until I couldn't walk or remember how to speak, whichever came first.

My other hand slid down from my chest to my hard cock, and I stroked it, giving Alistair a show he would remember. He got up from the couch and slowly walked behind me, placing his hand on my shoulders. His dominating aura surrounded me to the point where I couldn't breathe.

"Take your hands away from yourself, little mouse." His voice was husky, and it made goosebumps rise on my skin. "That's my job, and my job only." Alistair nibbled on my ear.

I raised a brow and tried turning my head back toward him. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look forward, I could see the reflection of us in the windows, and one of his fingers went to my bottom lip, pulling it down.

He hummed, "Look at you," Alistair looked in the glass. "So pliant for a feisty little thing, aren't you." I wanted to bite back, but I didn't know how he would react if I did. I had dealt with my fair share of assholes when it came to scenarios much like this, where the Alpha wanted to show his dominance by owning me, and I learned my lesson after the first time of dealing with one of these types is just to let them do as they pleased.

But Alistair wasn't one of those men. Alistair was Alistair, and he probably wanted me to bite back. I could feel his fingertips grazing down my his and to my ass. My mind reeled.

When it came to sexual encounters, I had been so used to being the one used for another's pleasure, and I didn't really care if I had finished or not. I only cared for the money. Now that I thought of it, I really hadn't had sex without the basis of money being involved.

This would be my first time, so to speak, doing something sexual to my own volition.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt one of Alistair's larger fingers prod at my wet hole. I was more turned on than ever, and I wasn't even in heat.

"Nothing to say?" Alistair chuckled. "I'm surprised you didn't say anything back. I'd never thought of you being the type to lie down and take it." He pushed his finger inside of me.

I hissed at the sudden intrusion, and I pressed my back to his chest, then I let out a quiet moan. It seemed like Alistair knew how to press every one of my buttons, angry, happy, horny, all of them.

"Do you want to take it?" His voice lowered an octave, almost driving me into a frenzy.

"Take what?" I asked, trying and successfully holding back a moan.

"Oh?" His voice lightened, almost as if he were humoring me. He pulled his finger out of me, and grabbed my hips with both hands. He rubbed my ass against his hard cock. From the feel, it was larger than many of the alphas I had taken. "Do you want to?" He asked again.

"I have no clue what you're talking about." I said as if I were oblivious. I wiggled my hips against his dick, and his fingers tightened their grip on my hips.

"Don't tease me, mouse." His lips were now against my neck, hungrily attacking the sensitive skin. His hand found its way between my ass cheeks, and two of his fingers slid inside of me. "I don't like being teased." Alastair nipped the skin behind my ear.

"It sounded like you were asking for it, though." I giggled, leaning my head back against his shoulder. My cock began to leak precum at the wonderful feeling of his fingers penetrating me. He gave me more pleasure than I could have asked for.

It felt so light, playful, and enjoyable compared to many of my other 'transactions.' I wanted this, money didn't have a motivation.

He took a bullet for me, he killed for me.

My body moved in sync with his, I gasped in shock when he pulled his fingers out of me, unbuttoned his pants and exposed his cock. He didn't hesitate and he pushed himself inside of me. My thighs shook from the sudden penetration and I tried to find anything that I could grasp on, to keep myself from falling. Only able to grab onto his hands that were on my hips.

I felt so full with him inside of me.

"Fuck." I breathed out. My legs were weak and I wanted to collapse on the floor from the pleasure I felt.

He didn't even give me time to adjust to him before he slammed himself in and out of me. I tried standing on the tips of my toes to keep myself from falling but that failed miserably. Both of us tumbled to the floor and he continued as if nothing had happened.

I was suprised how he was able to even fuck me like he was, especially with the blood he had lost and the paid he had to be feeling. Either he had the stamina of a god, or he was going to sleep for a few days after this.

He then hit the place where no other alpha had hit and I let out a scream and came instantly onto the floor. I put my face against the cool tile, and he kept ramming inside of me, in the very same spot, over and over again. I felt like mush.

I could feel the base of his cock throbbing as if he were about to knot me. It was unusual for an alpha to knot when an omega was not in heat. But it wasn't completely unheard of.

I myself had never felt a knot before, but then again, most of the men I fucked were in committed relationships where they would knot their partners. As soon as Alastair came, his knot popped.

It hurt, but it hurt so good.

"Fuck, fuck." I said as if I were a broken record, then I let out a groan. Alistair kissed the nape of my neck, where many alphas would mark their mate or their chosen spouse.

"Well, that's new," Alastair said. "I've never knotted before, sorry about that."

"Well, next time, don't knot me in one of the most unusual positions," I grunted out. "Contrary to popular belief, I don't like my face mushed against the floor."

"Next time?" He asked, I turned my head to look at his questioning gaze.

My stomach dropped, and the thought of him only wanting to fuck me and then leave me out to dry never came to mind. I tried to wiggle my hips away from his knot, but it only inflated more.

"So there's a next time?" He placed his hands on my hips again to keep me still.

"I mean, duh," I replied, trying to keep my tone playful, even though I was afraid of a negative response from the alpha.

"So how many next times?" He asked.

"Until I'm bored of you," I said through gritted teeth. The pressure of his knot was beginning to hurt, and I could feel his cum filling me to the brim. His body was listening to its primal needs.

"Well then, little mouse, I hope you never get bored of me." 

A/N: *fans self* I really wrote that didn't I. 😏

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