Page 75 of Ruthless Alpha Beast

He’s fucking me with everything he has, I can feel it as his dick slaps against my core.

In seconds, I’m coming.

It hits me harder than my orgasm before, as though out of nowhere, it floors me.

My vision turns black, and I lean forward to rest my weight.

My mouth is wide open as the pleasure possesses me. I’m no longer Tara, insecure human; I’m no longer anything.

All I feel is Jasper and the sensation of my pleasure.

I’m so wrapped up in it that I don’t even realize how long it takes for him to come.

But then I hear him.

A loud, vulnerable groan that I relish as he fills me with his wet seed.

He rubs my ass a little before he moves me again, and now he’s hugging me from behind, we’re lying with our heads on the pillows.

I’d protest if I could, but I’ve never felt more comfortable or relaxed.

I let my eyes flutter and drift off to sleep.

***

It’s daytime.

The hour? I’m not sure.

But what I do know is that it was once dark and now it’s light.

My reality feels somewhat back to normal again, although not fully.

Jasper’s arms wrapped around me are a reminder of everything that happened last night.

I can still see the way he looked at me—more vulnerable and open, hungrier than I’ve ever seen him look before.

And then the way he made me feel…

In total, he made me come three times yesterday, each time more intense than the last.

I was vulnerable with him, too, and now I’m second-guessing it all.

Why can’t I just say no?

It shouldn’t be that hard; No, Jasper, I don’t want you to fill me with pleasure.

I don’t want you to kiss my lips, my neck, my lower stomach…

I try to move out from beneath him, but as I do, he tightens his hold.

He’s breathing heavily, holding onto me in his sleep.

Fantastic.

I shake my shoulders, try to lift his hand from my waist, but it’s like pulling a metal weight.

I keep pulling, gritting my teeth, and eventually get a little leeway.