Preys of the Alpha Predators

2: Your Lips Around My Lenght

CHLOE

The meaning of his words didn't dawn on me immediately and when they did, my temper flared and I could feel my rage building a tornado within me.

"Are you insane?" I all but screamed but he remained unperturbed, "You want me to give you a blow job?" my voice dimmed to an embarrassing whisper when I said that word because it was the first time I'd say it out loud.

"I'm not asking you to give me a blow job because I'm sure to hell you don't know how to, I'm asking you to allow me to use your mouth, however way I want."

He said it casually, as if he was talking about the weather and I expected my temper to flare, it did flare but that wasn't the only reaction I had to his dirty words, there was the other one, the one I don't dare voice out.

The one I couldn't believe I was having.

The sudden throb in my core, one that made me want to clench my thighs together.

"Well, I'd rather die than allow you to do that to me," I started to get off my knees, "anything but that."

"Our deal is out the minute you're on your feet, Chloe," he deadpanned, "by morning, the whole school will have the video of you snapping the exam questions. I bet you know what their reactions would be and I'm sure you know what that would mean for you."

I do. I know that all too well. I knew what was at stake, I knew everything that I was going to lose and I knew I'd do anything to make sure I don't lose them.

I sank back to my knees.

"I'm sorry, anything but that, Kyle, anything."

He stopped, like he came to a total standstill in front of me and something seemed to make his jaws tick.

Once. Twice. Thrice.

"You're starting to piss me off, Chloe," he grabbed my jaws harshly, forcing me to look up at his dark stormy eyes, "why is this so difficult for you to do?" he started trailing his thumb from my jaws to my mouth and he rubbed it sexually over my lips as if feeling them.

"You think I'm too lowly for the almighty Chloe?”His thumb parted my lips, tracing the seams and causing a wave of wave of pleasure so alien to explode in all parts of my body, especially my core, “You think I'm too tainted to slide in between your lips and c*m down your pretty little throat?"

Something was going on and whatever it was, it was dark and feral and completely unlike me because why was my body betraying me? Why was I having these reactions to him?

It was crazy but I couldn't believe a part of me, an unhinged, dark, and hidden part of me was intrigued by what was going on, by what Kyle was subjecting me to.

"Or do you want to take me in your other holes?"

"No," I gritted out, "I'm going to... I'll help you study for the rest of the year, I'll help you with your assignments too," I said the normal thing a normal person would have demanded in a situation like this but the fucker only laughed at my face.

"You seemed to be forgetting that I've always taken the second position, right after you."

I deflated. He was right. How could I have even forgotten that?

"Okay, I'm going to..."

"That's enough, Chloe," there was a finality to his voice that made me stop, "I've given you more than enough time, now pick one of your holes you want to be stuffed with my c**k, your mouth, your asshole, or your cunt? You have thirty seconds or your secrets will be out for everyone to know."

I gritted my teeth, said nothing, and maintained his hard glare for what I was sure was more than a minute before he chuckled again.

"Very well then, since that's how you want it," then he started to press something on his phone.

I wanted to dare him, wanted to call his bluff but I knew I couldn't risk it, couldn't risk the whole school knowing what I had done.

"I'll do it," I blurted out and he stopped pressing whatever he was pressing on his phone to look at me with his brows raised.

"Do what?"

"Let you use my mouth," I cringed hard as I said those words. I couldn't believe this was happening, that the night had turned out to be like this. A part of me was still hoping that this would be a nightmare and that I'd wake up soon.

And the other part of me? She was interested in seeing how far Kyle was willing to take this and if he was as good as the rumors...

He casually returned his phone to his pocket to fully focus on me as he touched my face again and I felt fireworks explode at where our skin connected as he started caressing my lips.

"You mean you'd allow me to slide my d**k in between these lips and f**k your mouth till you're gagging and choking on my d**k?"

My insides combusted and it took everything in me to nod.

"Your mouth, Chloe, use your mouth."

"Yes," I spat out.

"Good!" he didn't look away from me and he didn't remove his hand from my chin as he used the other hand to pull down his joggers and his boxers and his...

His d**k sprang out, already erect, thick, long, veiny, massive, and all that. This was my first time of seeing one in real life and no matter how many times I've read about them in Biology textbooks, I wasn't prepared to see this, to witness this enormous thing that'd no way fit into my mouth, already leaking precum dangling in front of me.

This seemed like a nightmare, like something that happens to girls in movies and books and not real life but it wasn't only happening to a girl in real life this time around, it was happening to me.

"Don't just worship it with your eyes, Chloe," he said in a voice that was darker than the one he had been using since he got here, "touch it and guide it into your mouth."

I had no option but to comply as I wrapped my two hands around his length and the thing actually pulsed under my hold as it grew even harder.

I guided it into my mouth slowly and it hardened even more and the minute I tasted his precum and felt the skin of his d**k in my mouth, I wanted to gag. I started to gag.

"Don't start gagging when we've barely even started," his harsh command drove the gag away as I slipped his d**k further into my mouth and I could barely take one over four of his entire length before it couldn't go in any further.

This was weird, I was on my knees, Kyle's d**k in between my lips as he looked down at me looking like the devil's incarnate that he really was.

Then he grabbed my ponytail harshly forcing my face to jerk up and automatically causing my throat to relax.

"You need to relax your throat more, President," he commanded, "I'm going to be f*****g your mouth for a while."

I'd barely adjusted to his words before he withdrew his d**k from my mouth and he slammed it back in, hitting the back of my throat and burying his entire length in my mouth.

I splutter, gagging on my saliva and his length and girth. He doesn't withdraw it immediately, he keeps it there, choking me, showing me how dominant he really is, how dominant he can really get.

He doesn't take his eyes away from me the whole time and as if that wasn't enough, he gets even harder in my mouth, he gets even harder as he watches me with his d**k in my mouth, saliva mixed with his precum dripping from the corners of my lips and tears filling my eyes.

He's a sick bastard. If I didn't know it before, I was confirming it now.

"You look better this way, Chloe," his voice had a strain I couldn't decipher to it, "you have an exotic face when you're getting face fucked."

Then finally, he slid out of my mouth, and before I could exhale properly, he was slamming into my mouth again, hasher, more violently, more intense, and more out of control.

I know it seemed impossible from the way he was treating me but I was convinced that he was trying so hard not to make use of my mouth in the deranged way he really wanted to use it.

He continued thrusting in and out of my mouth, each thrust more savage than the earlier, and tears trickled down my face as saliva dripped down from the corners of my lips.

He did not relent, did not even pause to take a breather, did not pause to allow me to breathe with each thrust matching the guttural groan that was escaping from his lips while I remained on my knees, mouth f****d in the most brutal way possible, body quivering and shaking, still unable to process what was happening.

Still unable to process and come to terms with what was happening in between my thighs, what was soaking my panties.

I'm not like that. I'm not supposed to be like that.

What was making my body come alive in ways I never knew was possible? What was making my body swim in intense pleasure, one that shouldn't be possible. It shouldn't feel this one when he was forcefully dominating me, when he was forcing me to pleasure him.

But then, why does it feel so mind-blowingly good?

Just when I was starting to think he'd never finish, I felt a salty taste explode in my mouth.

He slides his d**k out of my mouth and my instant reaction was to spit his c*m out. I started to do just that but he held my lips together, a disapproving look in his eyes when I glared up at him.

"Swallow it, Chloe, swallow each drop."

I wanted to call his bluff, to spit at his face but with the way he was holding my lips together, I'd die and choke if I attempted to do that so while he was still watching me, I had no option but to swallow it.

To swallow every drop and to my utter dismay, it didn't taste that bad.

It didn't taste bad at all.

God! I was definitely becoming f****d up in the head. Just one encounter with Kyle and I was running mad.

"Good girl," he muttered quietly, darkly, a fierce possessiveness in his voice as looked at me and stroked my face, my wet lips that were coated with his c*m.

Then he tucked himself back into his trousers as if nothing just happened and he walked away but not before;

"See you around, President," he said the president with a hint of mockery in his tone and it was only when he was out of the door that I allowed myself to collapse to the floor.

What the hell just happened?

And what the hell was my reaction to it?

Did I... Had I wanted it?