Alpha Leo and the Heart of Fire

AZURA.

We had taken a back exit where a sleek black car had been waiting for us, I didn’t see the driver, my focus on the man before me. The moment we were in the car, he pulled me on top of him. I straddled him, welcoming the feeling of intoxication he brought.

I didn’t need ten bottles of whiskey or several glasses of absinthe to forget everything, this worked…

He pulled my jacket off me, and I helped, reaching behind and pulling it down from my wrists, tossing it to the ground. His eyes were on my breasts, his hand running down my arms. I locked them around his neck, tangling one hand through his delicious chocolate locks.

Oh fuck, he was so handsome.

Our lips met once more in a sinful kiss. I gyrated my hips against his crotch, his grip tightened on my waist, the other squeezing my ass.

“Fuck.” He growled, sucking on my neck.

I tilted my head back, my eyes fluttering shut as rivers of pleasure rocked through me. His hand twisted in my hair as his lips trailed down my collarbone; kissing, sucking, nipping at my smooth skin.

He grabbed my breast, making me swear in pleasure. I didn’t want any items of clothing between us, but just when I thought he’d yank my top down, the car came to a stop.

The door was opened for us and I realised we were in an underground car park. His hands never left me, and I was not bothered that the suited man who had opened the door was right there. Instead, he carried on kissing my shoulders and neck roughly as he guided me to the lift. The moment his thumbprint was scanned, the doors opened and he pushed me up against the wall of the lift, pressing a button before he had my wrists pinned against the wall, his lips meeting mine once more.

I moaned into his mouth, feeling his hard shaft against me.

Oh fuck.

When the doors opened, we carried on making out passionately as he guided us down the hall and through to a bedroom.

The feeling of his hands on me was like a slice of heaven itself, any logic or sense of self was gone. All I wanted was him, it was all I craved.

The bedroom door opened and the cool air-conditioning touched our heated skin. I pulled open the buttons of his shirt, wanting him naked.

This place smelled of him and I loved it.

For a moment, I pulled away, staring down at the fully tatted body of the god before me.

Oh fuck, he was totally drool-worthy, the type of guy me and my girls would strip for any day.

Every ridge and curve of his body was chiselled to perfect, his Adonis belt dipped into his belt and my hands instantly went there, raking down his abs. With the other I pulled his shirt off completely, just as he grabbed my neck, pulling me closer and kissing me once more whilst I began working to take his belt off.

His hands reached for the hooks on my top and undid them swiftly.

Someone was an expert.

His eyes raked over me as he grabbed my breasts, squeezing them as he kissed me harder. The moment I had his zip down, I pulled away from his perfect lips. As much as I wanted to keep on kissing him, I wanted something else between my lips…

I crouched down sexily, keeping my eyes locked with his steely blue ones and undid his pants, yanking them down. My long black nails grazed his hips, my core throbbing when I looked at the sight before me. Ink covered his V cut and thighs, spreading over his hips. There were words and quotes alongside the images that I was curious to learn about, but not as much as I wanted to see the monster of a cock that he was packing. I pulled his boxers down his muscular thighs.

He was perfectly groomed, just the way I liked it, with just a sprinkle of trimmed hair. His balls were hard, and as for his cock… not only was it fucking huge, putting any that I had seen to shame, but there was also a ladder of piercings running along the entire underside of the shaft right up to the mushroom tip. Ten perfect parallel bars.

Oh, Goddess.

“What’s the matter? Never see a Jacobs ladder before?”

“No.” I found myself saying as I wrapped my hands around it and began stroking it.

His head tilted back slightly, but his eyes still held mine as I stuck my tongue out, licking the tip where a pearly white drop of pre-cum sat, begging to be sucked off.

“Fuck.” He swore the moment I wrapped my lips around him and began sucking him harder.

man look hotter while in the throes of

been when I first saw him, thanks to me running my fingers through it on the way here. It was now a hot, smoking mess, one that only made me want to yank it even

hair as he began

relaxing as his dick hit the back of my throat. My lips fully stretched around him burning at the friction, he was huge, and this felt so good. His body tensed as he began thrusting harder, shoving his dick fully down my throat roughly. I

him, my own pussy aching for

and, with a few swift strokes, came all over my breasts. I stuck my tongue out, making it obvious what I wanted, and he tapped his cock on it, making me whimper as I tasted his salted caramel-like

I wouldn’t mind making this my favourite

lips, and he yanked me up, kissing my neck as he quickly unzipped my pants, pulling them down in one swift movement.

fuck!” My head hit the wall behind me and my entire body shook with electrifying holts of pleasure as his tongue flicked my clit, his

Oh goddess, this was…

I draped it over his shoulder, threading my fingers through his hair as I became lost in the pleasure of his touch. I wish I didn’t come this fast, I wanted to revel in

as he shoved his tongue into my mouth, allowing me

for air as I

legs around

against the wall just as he

feeling the pressure of having something

my dildo did not

I groaned, burying my head into

a virgin.” He whispered huskily, as he began fucking me hard

sucking hard and adding to the euphoria I was feeling. I couldn’t respond, even when we somehow ended on the bed, his hands all over me as he fucked me senseless. I couldn’t focus

This was heaven.

“Fuck.” He growled.

he trying to

but I didn’t

hair as I met his powerful brutal thrusts with my own, each time burying him deep within me. His piercings only heightened the pleasure that he was inflicting me

take it. Don’t hold back.” I moaned,

and faster than I thought possible. I screamed in pleasure, unable to stop

me and I felt something pierce my neck, sending another bolt of pleasure and

He was… marking me…

lips as I arched my neck,

completely, triggering my release and I cried

mind-blowing orgasm consumed me. The bond strengthened and it felt like I was about

grunt as he finished with a few rough thrusts, our juices mixing and our

“Fuck.”

Was that anger?

but I turned my head

looking at my neck and the sudden realisation that I

Goddess, I was marked.

fine.” I murmured breathlessly, wondering if it was the fact that he had marked me without even telling me that was

to hold some conflict, but I was too tired… Letting the darkness welcome me, I felt him pull out, and I thought I felt

–

eyes, feeling refreshed despite the ache that now remained between my legs. I looked around, realising he was still in

to get his name. Goddess that had been…

returned, but somehow it didn’t take away from

succumb to the darkness once more. The bathroom door opened, and I saw the inked god step out, wearing nothing but a pair of pants and a cigarette between two fingers

reminded me of Alejandro Rossi,

Weird.

my head, pushing the thought away, why the hell did he even

just going to stare?” He asked, tossing the

bed,

to stay