Page 2 of Alpha’s Conquest

“I know. But I hated seeing you so frustrated. You could barely move, but you kept begging me to keep going. If there’s anything I can do to avoid seeing you that way again, I’ll do it.”

Marshall was so kind. And sweet. He was the perfect partner. I wanted to crawl out of bed and climb into his lap, and I would’ve if he wasn’t still holding that bowl.

“Marsh, we’ve been together for two years. You know my heats are always… difficult. But…” Throwing my blankets off, I crawled naked on my hands and knees across the bed, my semi-erect cock swinging between my thighs. I stopped in front of him, leaning in until our lips almost brushed together. “...I’m glad I get to spend them with you.”

The front of his apron slowly raised from the sight of my naked body. “Don’t change the subject, Casey.”

“I’m not.”

His spare hand slid between my arms and found my dick, slowly stroking me up and down. His touch made my body shudder, and I shut my eyes to focus on the pleasure. He flicked his wrist with every stroke and squeezed his hand around the tip, making my hips rise with a gasp.

“Fuck my hand,” he whispered.

His fingers formed a soft tunnel around me. I thrust in and out of his hand, my moans rising as my cock dripped pre-cum, only adding to the wet feeling around me. Is this what he felt every time he was inside me? Tight warmth, squeezing until you felt lightheaded. Heat pooled in my ass, and slick dripped down the back of my thighs as I went harder into his hand.

“Now that I have you here,” he said, his voice surprisingly calm for what we were doing. I moaned and fucked his hand faster and faster as pleasure built inside me. “I want you to meet my family.” My hips almost stopped, but it felt so damn good, all I could do was keep thrusting, keep fucking. He knew how I felt about that. It’s why we’d been together for this long without meeting each other's families.

“Ungh,” I grunted. “Marshall.”

His fingers tightened around my cock, focusing right on my wet, swollen tip. “Say yes and I’ll fuck you after you cum. Just say yes, Casey.”

I was too far gone to refuse an offer of being fucked, and he knew it. “You’re so mean,” I gasped.

He licked a path up my earlobe and stroked me in time with my thrusts, sending a surge of pleasure through my body. “I want them to meet you. I’ll fuck you every day until you say yes. Just one visit. And then you don’t have to see them again.”

I was moaning and gasping instead of giving him an answer, thrusting my hips until that tight sensation formed at the base of my cock, signaling my impending climax. His hand quickly stopped and he tightly grasped me as my orgasm almost slid away. “Marshall, for fuck’s sake,” I whined. “I’ll meet them, fine, yes!”

His hand was a blur on my cock, stroking and slipping across my tip, and a white hot sensation burst from my neck and ass mere seconds before I exploded into his hand. My climax was a white hot burst of need, so powerful I almost collapsed. He caught my trembling body, the bowl of batter somehow forgotten in the moment. “Glad you saw my side of things.”

“Fuck you,” I groaned, trying to catch my breath.

He gently lifted my head, his green eyes staring down at me. “They’re going to love you, Casey.”

They wouldn’t. Not after they knew the truth about me.

TWO

Casey

Casey

After sex and breakfast, the best way to start our morning, we left our apartment and went to work. The short walk to my studio was the same direction Marshall took for the subway. We walked side by side down the sidewalk, savoring one last moment together.

A familiar tension remained in my body, even after a relaxing, pleasurable morning with him. Despite having three orgasms, I was still restless and uneasy. The week after my heat was always like this. It would pass. I just had to wait it out.

“You good?”

I pulled my bag across my chest, adjusting a fold in the strap to offset my tension. “It’s fine.”

After two years together, he knew my patterns without me saying anything. The conversation was over before it even started, another thing I liked about him. Marshall was perfect for me. Other Alphas lost interest when they knew about my problems, but Marshall stayed. He loved me. It didn’t matter that my heats were hard to deal with, or I could never give him children. Marshall wanted me for me, not for what I could give him. I could handle a little sexual frustration if it meant not losing him.

“Breakfast was delicious, by the way,” I praised, playfully bumping him with my shoulder. “I wasn’t expecting fresh biscuits like that. From scratch, no less.”

“I wanted to treat you. Plus, I figured if I couldn’t convince you with sex, a special breakfast might do the trick.”

He really wanted me to meet his family. It must mean a lot to him if he was willing to do this much to convince me.

“Ahh, so that amazing breakfast was a bribe?” I cheeked.