TAMING THE PLAYBOY ALPHA - Chapter 94: Chapter 94

: YOURS
FREYA'S POV:
My body feels hot, burning hot.
Lust and desire runs through my veins as I let myself be taken over by the need welling up inside me.
Just then, he gently drags the tip of his claws along the length of my neck. I gasp out, bending deeper into him, sparkles flying from every piece of skin he touches and kisses.
His hands grab my naked breast, caressing the soft flesh before flicking the hardened nob.
"Silas..." I moan just as he leans down and takes a knob into his mouth, suckling on them.
I feel his touch playing with the tip while his teeth grazes it gently. He suckles on it as well, like a baby trying to draw milk out.
Before I can make sense of the pleasure I feel, grabbing onto his head and pulling on his hairs, his hands slide down, going underneath the free shorts worn on my lower half.
The absence of panties makes it easier for him to reach my wet core.
I shiver again just as his fingers begin rubbing round my entrance, taking much of the pouring wetness around.
"You really want me." He says after letting go of my nipple to watch my reaction.
I whimper and thrash around above him as his finger glide at the surface.
Suddenly, he taps on my entrance and a wave of shock jilters my entire body and a mini convulsion takes over me again while I wet myself even more.
"Damn, baby."
He taps against my pussy, again and again, teasing me, and dragging me closer to the verge of madness and frustration.
"Please..." I plead, tired from the torture.
"Tell me who owns you." He says in a low commanding tone as he taps against it harder, like a little slap.
I groan in frustration, trying to grind on his finger even if it's not in- but he pulls away.
"Say it."
"You."
"Who?"
"You do, Silas. You own every bit of me." I say, opening my eyes and looking straight into his.
It sets him over the edge for some reason. His flickering eyes finally turn completely gold and stays that way.
His fingers finally plunge into me, and I come undone almost immediately, convulsing with my eyes turning to the back of my head and pleasure overrunning every sane thought in my brain.
Finally...
Finally, the pleasure I realize only Silas can give me.
It feels like I'm floating in pure ecstasy before the effects finally wear off and I'm back on earth.
He watches me, panting heavily just as I am. I focus my eyes on him again just as my consciousness returns. I realize his eyes are still gold, and he's as hard as ever.
"I want more." I say.
His brows furrow again, and I can only guess he's going to try to talk me out of it again.
But I need the distraction. I need to forget every single thought that plagues me; my trauma, especially.
I want to feel anything other than constant fear and uneasiness.
Even if it's for the moment.
"Please." I beg again before he can stop me.
He watches silently before nodding.
He stands to his feet so fast before I know what's going on, dropping me onto the bed against my back and crawling over me.
Despite his moral compass constantly getting in the way, I can still see the hunger beaming in his eyes.
With those same lustful eyes taking in my full body, topless and skinny with soiled short. Apparently, it does it for him because the tent in his short jerks suddenly.
Fuck.
He wastes no more second sliding off my shorts, which leaves me totally naked and bare in front of him.
I feel a little conscious, feeling the cold air touching me in sensitive places. But I bear it, arching my body so he can see more of what he wants to look at.
"Take me." I whisper.
He growls inhumanly, taking off his shirt and pulling off his shorts in seconds till he's as naked as I am.
For the first time, I see just how long and thick his dick really is, and my mouth drops open.
Shit.
Is that really going to fit?
He moves in closer, rubbing the tip of his member against my entrance just like he had done before with his fingers, using my juices as lubricant.
The pleasure that follows is much more intense than before.
"I don't have a condom, so I'm going to have to pull out."
I nod, biting on my lower lip.
I close my eyes once I feel him slowly pushing through.
Sharp pain shoots from my lower half while I bite on my lips and yelp out.
It feels like I'm being torn open all of a sudden. Tears roll out from the side of my eyes.
"Relax, it's going to stop hurting soon." He says softly, dropping a kiss on my forehead.
I nod, bearing it for as long as possible till he completely fills me.
"I'm going to start moving now."
He does. Going slowly out and slides back in slowly.
He repeats the motion till it starts feeling good and soon, I feel as though I'm high on drugs as half my soul leaves my body.
The pleasure is simply mind blowing, with every stroke itching a spot I was never aware of until now.
He groans just as he begins picking up the pace. "Fuck... I can't hold back any longer." He whispers just as his pace quickens even faster.
He pounds his member harder and deeper into me, shifting my entire consciousness into a higher state.
I moan loudly, loosing myself in the desire, feeling my wolf clamoring from within me.
I grab onto his back, digging my claws into him, pressing myself deeper into him, taking in his entire scent that engulfs me.
The smell of our sex evaporating into the air around us.
The sweet friction building between us drives me further into insanity.
My hips begin moving on their own, grinding deeper into him, sinking his hard dick deeper into me while I clench even harder on him.
The pleasure begins rising again harder than before, and I squeeze him closer to me, intertwining my legs behind him while I come undone again for the second time.
My eyes roll back as I scream out, pressing my nails against his flesh while vibrating beneath him.
My mind goes blank for the seconds that follow, just as soon as he pulls out of me groaning.
Something wet drops on top of my tummy, and he slumps down next to me on the bed.
I wait till the rush passes by and I'm fully satisfied and exhausted before I turn to him again.
He picks me up and places my weakened and still vibrating body on top of his chest. "You good?" He asks.
My eyes suddenly feel heavy and tired. I take a moment before I respond.
"Yeah, you?"
"I'll manage." He says, dropping a kiss atop my forehead.
I want to protest just as he begins patting gently on my back not to lule me into sleep.
I want to tell him that I can go again as much times as he needs to be satisfied, because I want him to be... But the fatigue takes over and my body goes limp just as I fall into a deep slumber.