"A whore." He added
That word was sufficient to snap her out of the mist of want and receding pain.
"No!" she shouted in response to what he said.
His palm broke down across the tender skin behind her thigh and she moaned.
"Say it, girl", he insisted as his hand stroked down her back and over the curve of one hip, lightly.
"Say exactly what you are and I will give you a reward, little one."
She did not like the endearments. Somehow, although she was stripped naked and laying across his lap, that made this all appear so much more intimate. A deep ache was assembling deep in her belly. Her body changed, unconsciously trying to bring his hand closer to where she desired it, but he clasped her immobile.
"A slut." She cried as she said it, both remorseful and aroused.
"I'm a whore, sir!" she shouted.
"You are Such a good girl", he said looking happy as fingers from one hand plunged between her vagina while the other hand found the tiny bead of flesh just above her opening and caress it sharply.
She shoved back against his hand, her heels gliding along the floor and herr legs
opened wide to give him better access.
At this juncture, she felt no shame at the romantic display. She moves her hips frantically and without rhythm. She was totally overcome and incapable to think about anything except how much she desired relief.
His fingers slopes in and out of her, matching speed with the punishing pats that his palm had left on her skin only minutes before. The bulge of his length lanced into her stomach, even through the layers of clothing that he was still putting on.. He seemed impossibly big and she could only visualize the size of the knot that would make him grow even bigger inside her. This very thought should have frightened her, but that wasn't how her body reacted. She swirled against him, her own zeal rising as his flesh responded. Her body could admit what her mind would not, that she preferred to be held down and filled by an Alpha's knot, without minding the consequences. Just the feeling of it made the muscles of her inner walls spasm and clenched around his fingers.
The orgasm hit her suddenly and hard enough that she nearly conk out. She arched against him, regardless that this man was a hated Alpha, as she moaned her release. He reacted to her writhing motions, fitting the plunge in and out of his fingers with pushes of his hips. He then made a low growl in the back of his throat which only sent her flying higher into pleasure.
Tremors got her body, even as his fingers slid out of her to rub gentle circles on her skin. The cabin spun lazily around her as she came back to herself.
The Alpha changed positions and his arms came around her, hoisting her limp body until he held her twirled in his embrace like a child. She began to tremble and her teeth was chattering, but not from the cold. He reached for the suit jacket that had been laid over the back of the couch and rolled it around her body, still caressing bits of exposed skin as if she were a lap kitty in need of petting.
She took a minute to realize that he was not making any additional demands of her. He had not so much as moved to uncover what felt like a stunning appendage from the confines of his pants. As she slowly came down from the peak of orgasm, he seemed content just to hold her.
What was this? he asked.
When she dared to look up, shadowed eyes watched her.
"Can you stand?"
She paused only for a moment before nodding her head, "Yes, sir."
He stood and placed her on her feet. His motions were now perfunctory, but he held her in an upright position for a moment until she could stand independently. The sheer size of his form was difficult to ignore, standing this close. Even in heels, the top of her head barely rose to the center of his chest.
Leda closed her eyes, feeling momentarily unconscious. None of this appeared real. She almost imagined that she would open her eyes to find herself standing back in her small bedroom, all of this a fever fantasy. But when she loosened her eyes again, he was still standing there, holding a white cotton coat in his hands. He removed the suit jacket that still hung like a cloak over her shoulder and wrapped the robe on her shivering body.
She still feels lt a keening sense of loss as his hands fell away. He extended to the other side of the room, shrugging back his arms into the wrinkled jacket.
"You will need a hot bath when you get back home," he said, voice distant as if his mind
was already on more crucial things.
"That will help with the soreness." he added.
She did not border to explain how much he was showing his benefit. She hadn't laid eyes on a bathtub for a very long time. And the shower appliance in her apartment had to be replenished with water heated on the stove so it barely attained temperatures higher than lukewarm.
"Is that it? Are we done?" She asked finally as he did lock his sleeve with his cufflinks.
"Sir."
"For you." He replied as he reached into an inner pocket and pulled out some dollar notes putting it on a nearby end table.
"Do you need something else?" he asked.
"I just thought you were giving money for…" her voice trailed off.
"Sex?" He add as he smiles faintly mocking and also somehow gorgeous at the same time.
"I gave you money for subservience, that's all. It's nothing private, sweetheart, but I don't fuck Betas." He said out.
Leda fought off a surge of completely improper indignation at the last bit. It made no sense to get sickened, she should be happy to get away with this easily.
He slowly traversed the room towards her, halting when just a breath separated their bodies.
She tried her best to avoid his "Never confuse this for something it is not."
The back of his hand went down her cheek, so lightly that she could have comprehended it. "I paid for compliance and you were perfect, little Beta."he said
He was already at the exit before she could gather her thoughts enough to say. "Will we do this again?"
The words flooded from her lips before she could stop them, full of a craving that she did not understand. He turned back, his face in profile, and put up a jet-black eyebrow.
"Would you like that?" he asked.
She did not hesitate, so surprising even herself as she answered, "Yes."
The devastating smile came back, making her knees grow weaker.
"I presume anything is possible."
It was only when the lock on the door clicked behind him that Leda realized that she didn't even know his name.