Secured by the Buyer (Taken by His Alpha #3)

Chapter 6

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F ingers massage my entrance, gathering up my slick before pushing into my body. My hips buck at the invasion, taking them knuckles deep.

The stretch eases the painful ache, and I suckle on the soft skin behind his ear, whimpering as I rock up and down on those thick digits. My weeping dick rubs against his button-up shirt for added friction.

“That’s good.” He massages my scalp. “You like sucking on my throat?”

“Mmm.” I release the tender flesh and lick at it. “It’s good, Alpha.”

He palms my ass with his free hand, spreading my cheeks open. “Think you can take a third? ”

“Please, Alpha.” I sink onto him, rolling my hips. “Fill me more.”

Pressure builds at my entrance, followed by an ache that borders on pain as another finger slides into me. I gasp and clutch at his shoulders, my teeth sinking into his neck.

He groans and pushes his fingers deeper, knuckles bumping past my tight ring of muscles and curling toward my abdomen. Pleasure jolts through me, and I moan, wiggling on his lap for more.

“Did I find your sweet spot?” He massages the bundle of nerves, and I whimper as my body moves on its own, seeking more of the addictive sensation.

Something hot nudges at my thigh, and my pulse quickens as I reach between our bodies to stroke his hard length.

He groans, and his hand joins mine, gripping my dick and wrapping my fist around us both. “Like this, sweetness. I need you against me.”

He’s bigger than me, and it takes two hands to grip us, which unbalances me. His hand shifts to the back of my neck, pressing my face behind his ear once more.

Thick pheromones flood my senses, and I moan as I pump our members together, his velvety shaft and the slickness from our pre-cum a new and wonderful sensation. He makes a scissor motion, the stretch adding to all the pleasure, and release sweeps through me with a suddenness that leaves me gasping.

Warm liquid pumps over my fist, and shivers wrack my body, but my dick stays hard and still wanting. Whimpering in frustration, I jerk us faster, riding the Alpha’s fingers harder, not even stopping when a fourth finger shoves inside.

But none of this is enough.

Through the haze of heat, a ringing sound pierces the air, demanding attention.

My Alpha curses as his head turns toward it. Aching emptiness follows as his touch vanishes and he reaches for his phone.

No, his focus belongs on me. Only on me.

I bite his ear, his mask rough on my cheek. It annoys me. Without the protective face cover, my Alpha wouldn’t be distracted, wouldn’t be swiping to answer.

Catching the elastic band, I yank my head to the side. The annoying mask shoots across the room like a slingshot, and I rise, shoving my throat under my Alpha’s nose so my Heat takes him, too.

The device tumbles from his hand, and he grabs me, burying his face into the curve of my shoulder to inhale my pheromones. Teeth scrape my skin, and my head lolls, giving him access.

With his attention where it belongs, I shift my hold on his cock, moving him into position, and sink onto his length. The thickness stretches me better than his fingers, and a relieved sigh escapes me as I melt against him, my inner walls fluttering around him, learning his shape.

Head turning, my mouth finds that spot behind his ear that smells so good, and I suckle on it in contentment as my hips rock, the heavy slide of him inside me everything I needed.

Now my Alpha will finally fill me with his seed as many times as it takes to ease this fever and put a baby in me.

A gentle rumble comes from my Alpha, and he cups my ass with both hands, taking over so all I have to do is relax against him and let him do all the work.

I nuzzle along his bearded jawline, seeking his mouth, and he turns his head to give it to me, letting me suck on his tongue.

As he rocks me over his cock, pleasure crawls up my spine in a spreading heat, and I paw at his dress shirt, not liking the starched material that separates us. My fingers find the buttons, and I pop them free, some of them coming off in my fumbling, but the effort proves worth it when my hands spread over his muscular chest.

I tug on the robe I wear, loosening it enough for the front to open, then press our bare flesh together. The gentle rise and fall of my body rubs my hard dick against the happy trail on his stomach and my nipples on his smooth pecs.

A rumble comes from him again. “Feel good, sweetness?”

“Mmm.” I mouth at his throat, my inner muscles tightening around his cock but letting my release build at its own pace, content for this to go on forever.

He nuzzles my face, his beard both soft and scratchy. “Are you going to come for me again?”

“Mmm.” I wiggle before relaxing once more and lick behind his ear.

“You’re a lazy little princess, aren’t you?” He spreads my cheeks wider and drives up into me, sending a zing of pleasure through my body. “Just want to sit there and have me do all the work?”

Glad we’re on the same page, my arms encircle his neck as I melt around him. “Faster, Alpha. ”

“Oh, a bossy princess?” He lifts me, then pulls me down as he thrusts upward. “You like that?”

“Yeah,” I moan, my toes curling. “Keep going.”

He growls as he works me on his cock, the drag of his shaft over my slick entrance filling the room with lewd squelches. My pulse quickens, my nails sinking into his shoulders as pressure builds at the base of my spine, and my balls pull up tight.

I rub my cheek against the side of his neck, reveling in his pheromones.

“Come on, princess.” His fingers dig into my flesh as he grinds into me. “Come for me.”

Release boils up my spine, and my muscles lock, clenching as my cum pumps onto his stomach.

“Fuck, you’re squeezing me so hard.” He drags me up and slams me back down, sending another shockwave through me.

Gasping and shuddering, my inner walls pulse as I bite his shoulder, caught up in my orgasm.

He pets my back and massages my tense shoulders, coaxing my body to melt until I lie limp in his arms, ass still stuffed full, and my gasps peppering his flushed neck.

Another cramp twists in my womb, and I clench around his thick length. My release isn’t enough. I need his, too. “Again, Alpha. ”

“I don’t think you have the strength for another one like that.” With gentle hands, he lifts me off his lap, his cock sliding out of me to slap wetly on his abs.

The gaping emptiness inside me burns, and I claw at him, desperate to be filled again.

“Shh, it’s okay.” He kisses my cheeks as he turns and eases me to the mattress. “Don’t cry. I’m only moving you into a more comfortable position.”

I curl around my cramping belly, chest heaving, the tears falling faster.

He shrugs out of his jacket and passes it to me. “Here, put this against your face.”

I raise the jacket to my nose and inhale the pheromones clinging to it, the ache easing. I continue to huff it as he rolls me onto my stomach, shoving a pillow beneath my hips.

“There we go. Now you can relax and let me take care of you.” His hands rub over my ass, spreading my cheeks again. “Damn, you’re tempting with all these freckles. Makes me want to take my time and kiss every single one of them.”

I lift my head to twist, snapping my teeth.

“Don’t worry, I’ll save that for another time.” He fists his base and strokes his thick shaft over my quivering hole. “I’ve got what you need. ”

As he thrusts back inside, I drop onto the bed, face buried in his jacket, filling my lungs with his scent as he fills my body.

His knee pushes my leg farther out, curling it upward. It shifts the angle, and on the next thrust, he hits that sweet bundle of nerves, making me moan and my insides twitch.

“That’s the spot.” His chest presses to my back, elbow on the mattress to hold most of his weight, blanketing me in warmth and pleasure.

Hot breath sweeps across the back of my neck as he brushes the red strands aside. “I didn’t realize how long your hair was earlier. It’s lovely, my pretty princess.”

Purring at the praise, I arch into his touch, offering him my nape.

“You’re going to be so beautiful with my Mark.” He sucks on the sensitive skin, drawing a whine from me. “I’m going to give you a crown to protect you. Do you want that, princess?”

“Mark me, Alpha.” Panting, I press up against his mouth until teeth graze my flesh. “Claim me as yours.”

His thrusts quicken, driving my hard dick into the pillow with exquisite friction. “My Omega.”

Pressure builds at the base of my spine again, and I reach back to grip his pant leg, the ache in my stomach demanding to be filled.

A beeping noise fills the room, and my eyes slit open. The hotel door swings inward, and two men step inside. Or is it one? They look like the same person in the uniforms of the casino security.

“Fuck!” The one on the right covers his mouth. “Give me a mask.”

His identical twin digs in his pocket and shoves one at him. “We need to stop him.”

They’re too late, though. Nothing can stop my Alpha from sinking his teeth into my nape as hot cum pumps into my channel, slaking the fever at last. I shudder as I come, my lashes fluttering down.

“Shit!” Heavy footsteps pound toward the bed.

A warning growl rises from my Alpha’s chest, vibrating in my bones, and he bites down harder.

“Liam, you have to release!” Hands tug on the Alpha on top of me, followed by a meaty thwack and a grunt. “He’s bleeding!”

“Move, Damien.” A click sounds, and my eyes open again in time to watch the masked man step back while his doppelg?nger points a gun at my Alpha.

He fires, and the growling quiets, the weight on me growing heavier, pushing me into the mattress .

I bare my teeth at the man, swiping hooked fingers at the one who took my Alpha from me.

The muzzle shifts toward me. “Sorry, kid.”

He pulls the trigger, and pain flares in my neck, followed by a rush of darkness.