Alpha Heat by Deva Long Read Free Book Online Page A

you’re right on target. I feel…special around you. What you did,” without thinking my fingers found their way between my legs, “your thing gets me going like no one’s done before. You’re like that roller coaster, the Cheetah, going faster than a person is supposed to go, but the speed is fun.” I glanced at the belt.
    “Even that.” My fingers rubbed my nipples, getting some of my juices on them.
    “Good. I like you, Grace. By the gods, I need you now.”
    He half shut his eyes and rubbed his chin.
    “But I don’t want to shock you.”
    He’d said he needed me.
    I touched his chest, his skin was warm beneath his blond fur. I wasn’t a complete newbie. Like I said I’d read some books. Hell I’d read a lot of books. He was a dominant. Of course. The money, the motorcycle. The looks.
    “I respect you, Grace. You’re a strong, vibrant person with a full life you’re working on. But when it comes to this,” he looked from my breasts to my pussy. “When it comes to what turns me on, I have certain needs.” He lay back again, spreading his hands. “I’m just who I am.”
    I put my leg between his and looked into his eyes, “Who are you, Karl? I don’t like mysteries.” I don’t. I like romances. Spicy ones. With happy endings. But they have to start going at some point.
    He didn’t disappoint. He flipped me over then, spreading my legs, holding my hands with his, looking into my eyes. He was heavy, but a pleasant weight to bear. His hard penis rubbed between my legs, on my bare skin.
    “You liked the feeling when I bit your nipple. You liked the pain mixed with the pleasure. You liked my being in control. You liked being dominated.” His eyes seemed like they were shining with their own light. They sparkled with flashes of green fire when the candle’s flame flared.
    “Is that a question?”
    “If you say no, I will get up, get you dressed, and walk you out.”
    “And if I say yes?”
    Then the belt was in his hand, and he wrapped the leather around my wrists. “Then this is the start of a trip that will take you to amazing places you’ve never imagined you’d go.”
    “Oh I don’t know about that, I’ve got quite an imagination.” He just grinned.
    I went limp, crossing my wrists. “Let’s see.”
    “Yes.” He raised his eyebrows. “You have to say yes, Grace. I have my rules.”
    “Jesus, yes, Karl, yes!”
    Without saying anything more, he tightened the belt. The belt had a double metal loop buckle, so he could adjust it to any size he wanted.
    The bed had round posts on the headboard. He tied the long end of the belt around one. I looked up, watching. The knot was a loose one, I could’ve pull free if I wanted to.
    If I wanted to.
    He kissed me on my lips, then on my neck. Then he trailed his way south, leaving kisses behind. He skipped my sore nipples and moved to my stomach.
    He hadn’t shaved, and his stubble rubbed on my tender skin. It wasn’t scratchy, like the few unshaved cheeks I’d felt against mine before, instead his fuzz felt like the short velvet hairs on the nose of a dog.
    He rubbed these against my inner thighs, the outside of my slit, then he parted my slick labia with his sensational chin.
    I cried out. He dove forward.
    I lifted my hips to help him find the spot.
    He made a deep humming noise, waves of sound vibrating my pussy. He pressed up on my thighs, lifting them above his shoulders and then he ran his lips up and down my labia.
    “Stop teasing!” I cried.
    “Stop teasing, Sir,” he said into me. He bit one of my inner lips, not too hard but enough to make me gasp. Then his tongue started licking the sensitive skin around my clit. He kissed his way around my pussy without touching my nub.
    Then he stopped.
    “Please quit teasing, Sir.”
    I tried to reach for his head and the belt pulled tighter around my bound wrists. The headboard creaked with the sound of straining oak. His knot slipped and then held and I ended up just pushing my hips