Once An Alpha (The S Files: Paranormal Investigation Agency – Book 1) by Callie McKenna Read Free Book Online Page A

Lyndon, still pumping in and out of me with wild abandon. My inner muscles contracted and tightened around his cock as my heart thumped wildly in my chest, and then I was falling again, falling into nothingness as the intense pleasure took control of all my senses.
    My body shook violently as I was wracked with burning ecstasy that radiated from my pussy and then from head to toe, and our voices came together in frantic moans as his cock twitched inside me. Finally, he was coming too, and he let out a loud, deep groan as he spurted his seed inside me. I turned my head over my shoulder to watch him as he flung his head back, and my entire body felt like one mass of ecstasy as I gazed at him and felt him coat my insides with his hot fluids.
    His cum trickled down over my thighs as I collapsed onto my belly and rolled over, and I savored the feeling. It felt like he had marked me as his own, and the groan of approval that came from his mouth as he wrapped his arms around me told me that he had indeed claimed me as his. And he was mine.
    At last the final spasms of pleasure faded from our bodies, and I felt myself drifting into sleep, exhausted from the passionate, animal-like sex we had just had. I wanted to savor the incredible feeling of the first time with Lyndon forever, but it was getting too hard to keep my eyes open. Speaking of eyes…what was it that had been vaguely bothering me, niggling at the back of my mind?
    I couldn’t think anymore, and I passed out into a dreamless sleep.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter Five
    Rays of early morning sunlight peeked through the blinds, and my hands tunneled through Lyndon’s dark hair, bringing him close to me for a hard wake up kiss. He responded in kind, and we writhed and twisted together under the sheets. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rubbed my swollen pussy on his cock, and he groaned.
    “Fuck. It’s six A.M., Myla. You’re killing me.”
    I giggled, and he rolled his hips and drove his cock straight into me, sinking into my pussy like an anchor. All thoughts of anything else went out the window; the case, the S Files in general…all of it, just gone from my mind in an instant. His shaft stretched me until I held him deep inside me, my muscles working to suction him against my walls, and he grew thicker and harder with each movement against me.
    I swore I could actually feel his cock pulsing within me as he thrust, and I moaned at the delicious feeling of utter fullness. I watched him clench his jaw at the effort he was making to restrain himself, fighting the urge to pound me hard before my body had a chance to get used to it. Again. Last night had been wild, and by all indicators that wasn’t about to change anytime soon.
    My inner walls parted and stretched further for him, and when he was all the way in, he began to thrust long and deep inside, making me cry out over and over as he hit that little spot on my front wall.
    I gazed into his eyes, pupils so dilated that I could barely see the green in them.
    “Oh god…fuck me harder, David,” I groaned. “However you want, just do it!”
    It was funny how I always reverted back to calling him David during these times even though usually he was just Lyndon. He kissed me deeply and drew himself in and out of me…hard….fast…harder, faster. My body gripped his cock tightly, the first flutters of an orgasm upon me.
    “You’re mine,” he growled.
    “Yes,” I moaned in response. “All yours.”
    My breath suddenly hitched, and I groaned his name as I came, muscles convulsing in ecstasy. He pulled out of me suddenly, and I lay already spend on the sheets, wondering if he was done too. Of course not. This was Lyndon. He flipped me onto my stomach and lifted my ass in the air, giving me a quick slap on my cheeks.
    “Hey!” I grumbled, but then I laughed.
    Holding my hips up, he shoved himself into my pussy from behind, and gripping the pillow, I cried out and pushed myself back to meet his hard thrusts. He