The crawled <b>up </b><b>my </b><b>body</b><b>, </b><b>his </b><b>massive </b><b>cock </b>pressing <b>against </b><b>my </b><b>entrance as </b>he <b>imed </b><b>my </b><b>mouth </b>in a bruising <b>kiss</b><b>. </b><b>I </b><b>could </b>taste!
myself <b>on </b><b>his </b><b>lips</b><b>, </b>and the erotic <b>sensation </b><b>only </b>heightened my desperation.
“Look <b>at </b><b>me</b><b>,</b><b>” </b>hemanded<b>, </b>one <b>hand </b>gripping <b>my </b><b>jaw</b><b>. </b>“I want <b>to </b>see <b>your </b><b>eyes </b>when <b>I </b><b>make </b><b>you </b><b>mine</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>When </b>he <b>finally </b><b>moved </b><b>up </b><b>my </b>body and entered me <b>with </b>one powerful thrust, <b>I </b><b>felt </b><bpletely </b><b>filled</b><b>, </b><b>stretched </b><b>to </b><b>my </b>limit around <b>his </b><b>impressive </b>girth. The <b>slight </b>burn of the <b>stretch </b>only added <b>to </b>the overwhelming pleasure <b>coursing </b>through my veins.
<b>“</b>Fuck, <b>you’re </b>so <b>tight</b><b>,</b><b>” </b><b>he </b>groaned<b>, </b><b>his </b>hips beginning a punishing <b>rhythm </b>that <b>had </b>me <b>seeing </b>stars<b>. </b><b>“</b><b>This </b><b>dirty </b>cunt was made for <b>me</b>.<b>” </b>
His crude words <b>should </b><b>have </b>offended me<b>, </b><b>but </b>instead<b>, </b>they sent waves of <b>heat </b>through my body. Each thrust drove me higher<b>, </b>closer to the <b>edge </b><b>of </b>bliss.
<b>“</b><b>You’re </b><b>mine</b><b>,</b><b>” </b><b>dream </b>Alex <b>growled </b>against <b>my </b>neck, his pace relentless <b>as </b>he pounded into <b>me</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>Say </b><b>it</b><b>, </b>Summer. <b>Tell </b>me <b>you’re </b><b>mine</b><b>.</b>”
<b>“</b><b>I’m </b>yours<b>,</b><b>” </b><b>my </b>dream self gasped, nails drawing blood on his back as my body clenched around him<b>. </b>“Always <b>yours</b>. Please<b>… </b><b>harder</b><b>… </b>fuck me harder, daddy.<b>” </b>
<b>“</b>That’s <b>it</b><b>, </b>baby<b>,</b><b>” </b>he praised darkly, angling his thrusts to hit that perfect spot inside me. “Take all of this cock. Show <b>me </b>how much you fucking need it.”
The coil <b>of </b>pleasure inside me wound tighter and tighter with each brutal thrust. My back arched off the ground as the first waves <b>of </b><b>my </b>orgasm crashed through me.
“Alex<b>!</b><b>” </b><b>I </b>screamed, my inner walls mping down around him as my entire body convulsed in ecstasy. The pleasure was <b>so </b>intense it bordered on pain<b>, </b>my vision going white as wave after wave of release washed over me.
<b>I </b>woke with a start, my body slick with sweat, an unbearable heat between my thighs. Had I really be <b>so </b>desperate that I was having wet dreams like a teenager? After Foster, I never thought I’d crave a man’s touch again<b>, </b>yet here I was<b>, </b>fantasizing about Alexander like my life depended on it.
The <b>sound </b><b>of </b>the doorbell startled me from my embarrassing thoughts. Throwing on a robe over my pajamas, I hurried <b>to </b>the <b>door</b><b>, </b>wondering who would be visiting this early.
When I opened the <b>door</b><b>, </b><b>I </b>froze. Alex stood tall andposed on my doorstep,beside him stood a far more cheerful Lyra, <b>practically </b>bouncing. <b>I </b>was <bpletely </b>stunned.
<b>“</b>Summer<b>!</b><b>” </b><b>she </b><b>squealed</b><b>, </b>throwing her arms around me before <b>I </b>could even <b>process </b>what was happening. <b>“</b>Guess what? Alex is throwing <b>a ball </b><b>this </b><b>weekend</b><b>!</b><b>” </b>
Iblinked<b>, </b>still recovering from <b>the </b><b>shock </b><b>of </b>seeing him here while trying <b>very </b>hard <b>not </b><b>to </b>make eye <b>contact</b><b>. </b><b>“</b><b>A</b><b>… </b><b>ball</b>?<b>” </b>
Lyra beamed, linking her arm through mine like we were <b>already </b>sisters. <b>“</b>Mm–hmm. <b>In </b>your honor<b>.</b>”
“In my-<b>?</b><b>” </b><b>I </b>spluttered<b>, </b>ncing briefly at <b>Alex</b><b>, </b>then away just <b>as </b>quickly<b>. </b><b>I </b>could still <b>feel </b>the <b>echo of </b><b>his </b>hands from <b>my </b>dream, “Why would you do that? I really <b>don’t </b>want… all this attention,”
<b>“</b><b>Oh</b><b>, </b>don’t <b>be </b>dramatic<b>,</b><b>” </b>Lyra said with a grin that made me suspicious. “You deserve a little <b>celebration</b>. Besides, it’ll be fun Nowe on–we’re going <b>to </b>the market to find dresses. Something stunning. Something worthy of a <b>Luna</b>.”
<b>Before </b><b>I </b>could protest, she turned to her brother, fluttering hershes. “How much can we spend<b>, </b>dear Alpha?”
<b>Without </b><b>a </b>word<b>, </b>Alex pulled a sleek ck card from his wallet and handed it <b>to </b><b>her</b><b>, </b><b>his </b><b>gaze </b><b>never </b>leaving me festimi Use whatever you need.”
+15 <b>BONUS </b>
<b>He </b>pulled out his wallet and handed her a ck card, his eyes on me as <b>he </b>said<b>: </b><b>“</b><b>It’s </b>an unlimited card, <b>you </b>can spend as much
<b>as </b>you want.”
Lyra snatched the card from <b>his </b>hand with a grin, and I suppressed a gasp. I knew what that card was. There were only ten such cards in the world, and if Alex had one, it meant he was among the ten wealthiest men alive. Alpha Foster wasn’t even close.
“<b>I </b>don’t need your money,” I protested.
Alex’s eyes narrowed, voice low and possessive. “As my future Luna, you don’t need to ask.”
Lyra giggled while I was <b>left </b>speechless. I was only his future Luna on paper–and only after I was officially free of Foster.
So why did he act like it was already real? (1)