Alpha Conri

Riek’s POV

He slides the second finger inside me, I moan louder. As he strokes deep inside me, to and fro, his lips are sucking my nipples quite hard, he pinches my left and bites the right with his teeth, I growl in pain mixed with pleasure.

"You've seen nothing yet, by the time I drive my rod into you, you'll know what's called bliss." I growl in response. He seems tired of stroking me with my pants on, he drags it down below my feet and throws it on the floor. He pushes himself backward and I alongside, he gets out of the bed. Standing, he forces me to my knees. Taking his cock in his hands, he strokes it playfully with desire in his eyes. I raise my eyes to his, peering into them for a while, I then get his rod into my right hand. I start by fondling it, I give it a light kiss. He groans in pleasure. I begin my work on his cock.

My tongue rounds his balls, I enjoy myself as I do this, I feel the bliss that's going on right inside him now. Conri shoots me a lustful glance, as permission to continue, a compliment that I'm doing well. I take it deep into my mouth, sucking it to and fro with the same rhythm he used in stroking me. He holds my hair and helps me push in and out, ecstasy fills my entire being as he gags me.

"I can't wait to do the main thing with you tonight," he says with a tone filled with undercurrents of lust.

As I gag him, I remember I came here with my son. "Where is my son, Alpha?" Curiosity sparks inside me, I blame myself for letting pleasure take away the sense of caring to know the whereabouts of Fridolf and his safety, he's the only one I have right now as family, my own blood.

"He's safe!" Conri mutters and doesn't say a word further. I heave a sigh of relief, I find myself trusting him due to the firmness and certainty in his voice. He carries me off the floor to the bed where he places me carefully on it, then spreads my legs wide. Desire for his cock penetrates deep into my heart and soul, I giggle in ecstasy but fighting hard to stop the reaction inside me, I don't wanna sound naive or inexperienced.

Before I take him in, I need to ask him when my son would come to me, I gulp down the lump in my throat then part my lips which are feeble. It's kind of annoying that I'd be asking him about Fridolf again despite his countless replies that he's fine. I clear my throat which is already getting stuck with saliva.

"I'm sorry about this question I intend to ask, but when will Fridolf get to see me again?" Meekness gets inculcated into my tone to ward off any bit of anger that might seem to arise.

"In the morning you'll see me." Relief travels into my mind, now I can enjoy my bliss in peace after all I'll get to see my son in a few hours.

"Is his name Fridolf?"

"Yes," I nod. I begin to wonder how he's saying and asking questions with a sense of familiarity like he knows me before. I can't cope with it again, so I decided to bring the topic up.

"You seem to know a lot of things about me by the way you talk and ask questions?" I recall when he said that he sent his men to pick me up, I decided to put up this question also, I need answers to them because I feel there are some secrets he's hiding from me. "How did you know my location to have your men track me down?" This is even more surprising as my pack is not close to his, you have to pass about seven packs before you reach it.

"I know you'd ask about these." He grins, I stare at him with puzzlement in my eyes. "You'll know all these with time, I can't say further than that but I just plead you don't get angry when you discover the answers to the questions you've been seeking answers to for years."

"What? I don't get what you mean." He waves his hand at me again, I feel if he doesn't want to reply to a question, he does this. I keep looking at him if he would be pressured to talk further but he has closed that chapter, I heave heavily. Conri parts my legs with much passion, he isn't interested in clearing my curiosity but in what we are about to do.

I groan in pain and pleasure when he shooves his heavy organ inside me, the imaginary scene of my rape five years ago plays before me although I wasn't conscious. It seems so real, there must be some mystery connected with this which I'm yet to discover. He thrusts deep and begins to pump with a fury that is not mortal or can be attributed to any man, I would say he's acting like a robot right now.

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

I find myself screaming within me. He withdraws, turns my ass to face him.

"Spread your legs wide." I do and he pushes his shaft into me, pouncing on me from behind, the bed shakes with great motion. I'm flying on cloud nine, more and more higher as we keep changing style. Conri is so experienced and energetic, he touches me just at the right place, curls up his cock inside me just the way that creates sensations within me. I never knew sex could be so sweet. The pain I started this with has faded paving way to a great portion of ecstasy and bliss.

Conri groans from deep within his throat.

A warm pool of pleasure gathers in my core as his long, turgid rod bounces to and fro causing the walls of my womanhood to contract with a regular rhythm.