My Two Alphas, page 8
part #1 of Alphas Series
“Blair!” Cole growled as he stomped off. I heard doors opening and closing, then in what seemed a very quick time, Cole was back, holding the packet aloft as he closed the bedroom door behind him, shutting us off from the rest of the house. Cole tossed the packet onto the night stand as he drew me towards the bed, pulling me in for another kiss.
“It serves him right if he finds himself short. Lucky you saw them though, I don’t have any”, Cole said as he peppered kisses all over my mouth and face.
I pulled back and stared at him.
“Well, what do you do when you bring women back here?”
Cole took my face between his hands again as he stared at me.
“Diane, I’m not in the habit of bringing women here. I don’t usually like sharing my space with anyone but my family, you’re the first woman here in a very long time”.
Cole began kissing me again, and his hands roved all over my body, skating over the bare skin of my breasts and my back, and one hand dipped down below the waistband of the shorts, cupping my buttock and pulling me closer to him. I was shocked when Cole’s fingers inched into the crack between my cheeks, and one finger pressed down hard on my anus, almost penetrating me there. I yelped, taking a step back and staring up at Cole.
“Too soon?” he queried as he reached for my hands.
“I’ve never done that before, you just took me by surprise. I don’t even know if I want to do that, do you mind?”
“I’ll do whatever you want me to do, or don’t want me to do, I just want you to know that I want to love all of you. I want to be inside of you everywhere, you understand? Although maybe not all at once, and not until you’re used to me, I know not everyone likes anal sex”.
I felt a bit awkward, thinking about anal sex, but when Cole had said he wanted to be inside me everywhere, I had felt hot thinking about taking him into my mouth. It was something about myself I had only discovered with Bram, but I liked the feeling of giving pleasure to a man orally, of watching him as I worked him with my mouth and my hands. I stepped up to Cole, putting my hands back on the snap of his jeans and finishing the job I had started before, working it loose, then slowly sliding the zipper down as his breath came in more uneven pants. Watching his eyes the whole time, I put my hand into his pants, tracing my fingers over the silken length. I couldn’t get over how something so soft could be so hard at the same time. I moved my other hand into his pants as well, working the jeans and boxers down at the same time, feeling his erection spring free and press against my belly, feeling the tip of it moist against me. Keeping eye contact with Cole, watching him struggle to keep his breathing even, I smiled as I worked his jeans downwards, helped by Cole giving his narrow hips a little shimmy. I started sinking to my knees, intending to work off his shoes and socks, and my own eyes opened wide as I drew level with his cock.
I felt my pants get wetter as I took note of the length of it, now rethinking my decision to take it into my mouth. I had no idea how I was going to manage this, but I gave it a swift kiss as I moved downwards, grabbing Cole’s feet, ignoring his indrawn hiss of breath at the contact with his cock. Helping him to shed his footwear and clothing, I sat back on my haunches, admiring the view from ground level as Cole looked down at me, a smile stretching across his face as he watched me look at his cock, clearly remembering our conversation at breakfast. If I didn’t know better, I would think that he was daring me to take it into my mouth, knowing how big it was and how difficult this would be for me. This was really quite a new thing for me after all, and I didn’t even know that I was any good at it, although Bram had seemed happy with my efforts. Bram’s wasn’t quite as long, but was thicker. But it was the length that was concerning me now, so I gently took it in my hand, licking around the mushroom tip, and running my tongue along the veiny underside, cupping Coles’s balls and listening to him moan. I hesitantly put my mouth around the tip and took a little into my mouth, watching the sweat bead on Cole’s forehead as he obviously needed a lot of effort to restrain himself from ramming it down my throat. Feeling more comfortable that he was going to let me set the pace, I took a bit more into my mouth, trying to make up for my slowness by pumping my hand along the shaft, pushing the heel of my hand into the base while I gently fondled his balls. Cole started moaning, and his pleasure spurred me on to take in as much as I could without gagging. I worked my mouth up and down, hollowing out my cheeks and sucking hard as I pumped my hand down the remainder of his long shaft, feeling myself getting hotter and wetter. It really didn’t seem all that long until I felt Cole’s legs trembling and heard his breathing change. His hands moved to my shoulders, trying to move me back. I shook my head, indicating that I knew what was coming next and didn’t mind.
Cole gave a huge groan, calling out my name as he rested his hands on my shoulders, and I felt his balls clench just before I felt the hot spurts hitting the back of my throat. I sucked for all I was worth, until I heard Cole blow out a heavy breath and felt his cock start to soften in my mouth. I opened my lips and let it fall out, removing my hand from his balls and moving it to his buttock, pinching it as I did. Without that huge cock in my mouth, I suddenly felt quite empty, and not knowing why I did it, I buried my face in his groin and gently bit his thigh, suckling on the hairy flesh there and feeling the shock work its way up his body.
I really wasn’t expecting him to react the way he did to my simple lovebite, but his hands went up under my armpits, and he lifted me up, before dropping me on the bed. As my head had been raised up past his cock, I was shocked and pleased to see that it was already beginning to stiffen again, and I laughed as Cole tried to work the knotted cord loose on my shorts. His fingers seemed unable to complete the task, so I swatted his hands away so that he didn’t knot it further, untying it myself. While I was untying the belt, I heard Cole ripping away at the cellophane wrapped packet, and in a whirlwind of movement, he had yanked my shorts down and covered my body with his own. I stared up into his emerald eyes, a little disappointed that it appeared the foreplay was over, then was rewarded with a wicked smile as his hand moved down my body while he kissed me passionately. I opened my legs wide, both to accommodate his hips and to give his hand free access, as he unerringly homed in on my clitoris, alternating between furious rubs and delicate pinches, which soon had me squirming, inviting more. I felt him smile into my mouth as he inserted at least two, maybe three fingers into me, curling them around, seeking my g spot. As soon as he found it, he began stimulating it at the same time as he kept manipulating my clitoris. It seemed that he had only just started when I felt the impending climax building, and Cole seemed to feel it as well as he moved down my body to suckle on my breasts, all the while keeping up the relentless activity with his hand. I moaned and ground my hips into him, needing the release that I felt coming. Just as the first wave of ecstasy began rolling over me, I felt the sharp pang of a bite at my breast, following by intense suckling and licking. I screamed out Cole’s name, shocked and titillated beyond belief, and even as my orgasm built and built, I felt Cole shift his position and before I was finished coming, he thrust into me with one long, hard stroke.
My legs jerked in a combination of pain and pleasure, I didn’t know what I was feeling right then, I felt like I would die if he didn’t stop, or die if he did, but I soon found myself bucking against him, trying to get more. I couldn’t understand how I could possibly need more of that impossible long cock, but I did.
“Harder, Cole, faster, whatever you’re doing, I need more”, I gasped, then groaned as I felt him move back a little, hoping that he hadn’t come already, and I had been so wrapped up in my own sensations that I had missed it. Instead, Cole moved so that he was propped up on his knees, and gathered my legs, pulling them together but raising them up over my body so that I was almost bent double. He rested his weight on the backs of my legs, causing my pelvis to tilt upwards to give him deeper access. In this position, bent almost like a paper clip, I couldn’t move my lower body at all, only able to move my arms to skim them over Cole as he fucked me relentlessly. I looked up at him, to find him watching me as he pumped in and out, hitting the entrance of my womb with each stroke, causing me to be sensitised in a way I never had before. Before long, I felt myself approaching another orgasm, even though my clitoris wasn’t being stimulated at all in this position. The pleasure was coming from Cole scraping along my g spot with each stroke before the head of his cock hit my womb, and because of the erotic sensation of watching Cole as he fast approached his own orgasm. I could feel his balls hit my anus with each thrust, and I felt them twitch just before Cole threw back his head, the veins in his neck standing out as he pushed himself in as deep as possible, his cock twitching as he came. I followed him over the edge, my inner muscles grasping him and trying to pull him deeper, even as they milked him, trying to squeeze out every last drop.
Even though Cole had fucked me harder than I could ever have expected, he was very gentle as he lifted his weight a little, moving my legs down and then lowering his body back down to me, holding most of the weight on his forearms as he looked into my eyes.
“I knew it would be special between us, Diane”, he whispered, as I felt little aftershocks tremble through my body, “but even so, that was amazing, I’m so glad you took a chance on me”.
I pulled his face down so that I could kiss him gently, wiping the long hairs back from his sweaty forehead.
“I’m happy I took the chance too. What happens now?” I asked a little hesitantly, after such an intense experience, I didn’t know what to do.
Cole grimaced.
“First I have to get this thing off. Don’t go anywhere while I do”.
Cole gently pulled out of me and rolled off the bed, heading to the bathroom. Who was he kidding? I wouldn’t have been able to move, even if I had wanted to. My legs felt like I had a run a marathon, and my heart was still pounding. I watched as he walked back to the bed, my eyes drawn to his cock, still impressively long, even though it was now spent. Cole smiled as he saw the direction of my gaze.
“Patience, woman, it’s going to take me a few minutes to be ready to pleasure you again”.
I gasped as he pulled me into an embrace. As I settled to a position where I could hear the steady beat of his heart under my ear, I mused over that statement. A few minutes? If he was capable of doing that every few minutes, I would probably end up starving to death, as I would never want to stop.
Seven
“Cole? Cole, where are you – oh – “
I had woken up, feeling the cold air where Cole’s warm body had been, wondering where he had gone, but quickly worked it out as I felt his silky hair trailing over my thighs. I threw my head back in pleasure as I felt his tongue run up my seam, inserting itself in my vagina, while the fingers of one hand worked my clitoris, and the fingers of the other hand clenched a buttock, pulling my crotch up into his face. I felt my eyes cross, knowing that this was the best wake up call I had ever had. I felt the fingers that were clenching my buttock move to my anus, and wiggled my arse to dislodge them. Despite everything we had done, I still wasn’t comfortable with that. I felt Cole chuckle into my vagina, and that was enough to send me over the edge. I grabbed his head and ran my fingers through his hair as I clenched and spasmed. Once I had stilled, Cole worked himself up my body, kissing and suckling everywhere he encountered, paying special attention to my breasts, until he was lying on top of me, nose to nose. He lowered his head and kissed me deeply, and I tasted myself on his lips and tongue. Cole wiggled his hips, and I felt that impressive erection nudging me, but I was a little swollen from our earlier efforts.
“Cole, there’s nothing I want more than to feel you inside me again, but I don’t think I could do it again like before, you were relentless and I’m a little sore…”
I didn’t get to finish what I had to say, as Cole rolled us over, and I ended up on top, sitting on his abdomen. I could feel his erection underneath me, still as stiff as a pole. I put down a hand, surprised to feel latex under my fingers instead of skin, and smiled as I realised that Cole had been so eager that he had sheathed himself before waking me up with his head between my thighs.
“Diane, I want to be inside you again, I’m sorry if I was too rough, I should have been more gentle. Why don’t you set the pace? You can take as much or as little as you want, you can be in control”.
I looked down at him, feeling my insides go to mush at the suggestion. I did want him inside me again, and his solution seemed like the ideal one. I raised myself up, looking down to see his erection spring up, then grasped it and lined it up with my vagina. I pushed the tip into the opening, and ever so slowly lowered myself down. Cole went to put his hands on my hips and I shook my head, so he folded them underneath his head instead. The thought of him lying there still as I used his body for pleasure suddenly had me even hotter and wetter, and before I could think better of it, I rammed myself down on him, impaling myself on him with a sharp hiss of pain.
Cole’s eyes darkened with concern, and he started to move his hands towards me, but I shook my head and he put them back behind his head, his eyes glittering with desire as he realised what was getting me so turned on. I felt him shift his weight underneath me, relaxing his body. He had been getting ready to drive upwards into me, but was obviously not going to do that now.
After I adjusted to his length, I lifted my body up gently, enjoying the feel of him sliding almost all the way out, before slowly easing down again. I repeated this several times, enjoying watching the muscle tic in his jaw as he had to exert all his self control not to move. Emboldened, I began moving more quickly, and pressing down on Cole more deeply, enjoying the feeling of fullness from accommodating that long cock. As I moved more urgently, Cole’s head thrashed from side to side, the only movement he would permit himself, and the only way he could deal with the physical torment I was obviously inflicting on him. At some point, I felt that I should let him move, or even to touch me, but then I couldn’t, I just wanted to bring him to release by myself.
“Cole, open your eyes”, I panted, waiting for his eyes to snap open, then rewarding him with the visual feast of letting him see me touch myself. I rubbed one hand over my chest, squeezing and massaging each breast, tweaking my nipples, while I skated the other hand down my abdomen, watching his eyes track the movement until my fingers found my clitoris, and I began to masturbate myself while I rode him.
“That’s so not fair”, he groaned as I panted from the multiple sensations I was experiencing, “I want to do that”.
“Nah, uh” I teased before leaning forward, resting my weight on my hands before driving my tongue into his mouth while I shifted the action of my pelvis. I sat back, leaning backwards so that Cole could see my pussy enveloping his cock with every thrust, and changed to short, sharp movements that were stimulating the end of his cock each time it hit my womb. I saw Cole watching the spectacle where our bodies joined for a while, before he threw his head back onto the pillow, moving his hands to his sides to clutch the sheets. Finally I heard him groan my name on a long drawn out note while I felt his cock twitch deep inside me. I rotated my hips now instead of thrusting, making the tip move around inside and stimulate me in a different way, and then my own orgasm began, and I couldn’t continue any more, flopping down onto Cole’s body as I felt my inner muscles grip and release Cole’s softening cock. His arms came around me then, and he hugged me as I rode my own release.
I laid on top of Cole a little longer, as our breathing returned to normal, then he tapped me gently on the arm so that I rolled off him and he got up to dispose of the condom. When he returned to the bed, he pulled me in close and enfolded me in his embrace.
“Can we find a way to not have to use those things?” Cole asked quietly. “I know there’s reasons for them, but they really kill the mood afterwards. Plus I want to feel my skin against yours, not be enclosed in a rubber tube”.
I smiled into his chest.
“Ok, we’ll work on that one. Right now I’m really sleepy, can we talk after we take a nap?”
Cole kissed the top of my head.
“I’ll accept that. Nap now, talk later”.
The next time I woke up, I could tell by the light out the window that it was much later in the day. The bed next to me was empty, but it was still warm, Cole hadn’t been gone long, I reasoned. I listened at the door to the bathroom, then when I was sure he wasn’t in there, went into relieve myself and clean up a little. My hair was mussed and my lips were swollen, but there was a twinkle in my eyes that made me feel beautiful. I went back out into the bedroom, picking up the clothes I had been wearing and putting them on, before rummaging in Cole’s wardrobe for another t-shirt to wear over the top. Even though it was still summer, I might feel a chill, plus I was a little concerned about seeing Blair. Conscious that I was still bra-less, I was also a little uncomfortable that he would know I had spent the day in bed with his brother. My new found bold self was still asserting herself over my shy old self, and I didn’t know if I had the confidence to just breeze downstairs and act as if there was nothing unusual about having wild sex with a man I had just met.
I paused and smiled at myself. Two in a week. Both as amazing as each other, although each in their own way. What a pity I couldn’t keep them both. I shook myself as that thought wormed its way into my consciousness, even my bold new self wouldn’t be able to carry that one off.
I walked downstairs, following my nose back to the kitchen, then breathing a sigh of relief as I could see that Cole was alone.
“What are you up to?” I asked, as I peered around. Cole turned and smiled at me.
“We’re quite alone. I was hungry after today, and I thought you might be too, so I’ve made some omelettes. I didn’t want anything heavy, in case you were up for more.”
Cole waggled his brows as he looked at me, his smile fading as I eased gingerly into a chair. Quickly moving the pan off the heat, he moved to my side, dropping to his knees.
