Protecting the Alpha

Chapter 5

“We were just, um …” I glanced at Kylo, feeling my heart race faster and faster when I thought about the way he’d pushed me against the counter a few moments ago and told me that he wanted to sink his teeth into my neck. “We weren’t going to do anything like that.”

Roman snaked his hand around my throat from behind, strumming his fingers up the column of my neck, and growled low in my ear, his canines pricking at the scars from his mark. “Are you sure about that? Because Kylo over there looks like he’s about to pounce on you and take what is mine.”

what is mineI swallowed hard, heat warming my core, and pressed back against him, already noticing the bulge in his sweatpants. My breath caught in the back of my throat at how hard he was. No matter what I thought he felt about Kylo and me … he loved it. He loved exuding his dominance, and I loved when he did it too.

“Hmm?” Roman said against my ear, tilting my head to the side and tightening his grip around my throat. “Is that what this work was really going to be? Did you want him to bend you over our dining room table and take you from behind?”

workReaching behind me, I grasped him through his pants and wrapped my hand around him. He pushed his hips forward slightly, telling me that he wanted more of this, that he wanted to show Kylo who I really submitted to.

“Keep stroking my c**k, baby,” Roman grunted, staring over my shoulder at Kylo to taunt him like no other. “Show Kylo whose c**k you choke on every night.”

As the heat gathered in my core, I pressed my thighs together and clenched, continuing to stroke Roman’s c**k behind me. I trailed my fingers up and down his length, flicking them lightly across the head of his c**k, right where he loved it.

He tightened his grip on me and pulled me closer. “He wants to mark you.”

I stroked Roman faster at the thought, my heart pounding.

“Tell him that if he wants to mark your pretty little neck, he has to work for it,” Roman murmured into my ear, sucking my earlobe between his teeth and tugging on it gently, his stubble tickling my neck.

My lips parted, yet no words came out. All I could focus on was my ragged breath and the growing bulge in Kylo’s jeans, pressing against the material and making it tight on his thighs. He stood by the kitchen counter, palms on it behind him and biceps flexing.

“Tell. Him. Now.”

“No,” I said in defiance.

Roman growled against me, “Show him this neck.” Roman cupped my chin and tilted my head to the side, so Kylo had a clear view of the bare side of my neck. “Show him what he can’t have yet. Let him smell you there, taste you there, and then tell him no, Isabella, because if you can’t obey a simple request, you don’t get marked tonight.”

Roman was taunting him—full-on f*****g taunting another alpha.

My eyes widened, and my p***y clenched. “Touch me,” I whispered. “But don’t mark me. Not yet.”

As if he didn’t need to be told twice, Kylo sauntered over to me, wrapped one hand around my waist, and dipped the other between my legs. Then, he buried his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent and pressing his full lips against my aching skin.

Moaning, I pulled Roman’s c**k out of his pants and gripped it tighter. Kylo rubbed his fingers against my clit in torturous little circles, making my legs tremble. I curled my toes and looked over my shoulder at Roman.

“Give it to me,” I pleaded. As much as I wanted to push him away and make him work for it, I ached for him to be inside me already, needed him to fill my tight little hole up with his c**k and his c*m. “Please, Roman.”

himAfter pushing down my pants, Roman spit on his c**k and rubbed his head against my p***y, making it even wetter with my juices. Holding me upright with one hand around my jaw and the other around my waist, he slowly pushed himself inside of me. Pleasure rushing through my body from Kylo’s fingers, I clenched on Roman and arched my back, allowing Kylo even better access to my neck.

At the base of my neck, he sucked on my skin, grunting and growling low to himself, his wolf so close to the edge.

Roman shoved into me from behind, cursing in my ear and shoving himself deeper each time. “f**k, Isabella, you’re so f*****g tight for me.”

With each thrust, he sent me closer and closer to Kylo. And when Kylo grazed his canines against my neck, my breath caught in the back of my throat. I curled my toes, thinking about him sinking his teeth into my neck and claiming me himself, right here and right now. My wolf and I would be pleased. Yet before he could claim me, Roman pushed his hand between Kylo’s teeth and my neck, sprawling his palm and fingers around my throat so Kylo had no room to bite me.

But it was too late to stop Kylo’s wolf. Kylo clamped down his teeth, piercing Roman’s fingers instead of my neck. Roman howled ruthlessly and shoved him backward so violently that he slammed against the kitchen island. Kylo flew back, his eyes golden, as if he had no control over his body anymore, and his sharp canines lengthened fully.

“Punish him for trying to mark you after you told him no,” Roman said, sucking the blood off his fingers so it wouldn’t ruin our carpet, continuing to pound into me from behind even harder and faster, more ruthlessly somehow.

“Punish him?” I asked with wide eyes, heat crawling up my neck.

“Just like I punish your bratty”—thrust—“f*****g”—thrust—“ass.”

Before I could shut my mouth in defiance, I found myself pulling out a dining room chair and demanding that Kylo sit on it. Once he did, I pulled his c**k out of his pants, knelt before him with Roman still buried deep inside of me, and stroked him slowly.

“Don’t come,” I ordered him, placing my hands on his thighs and bending over further so Roman could ram into me from behind. I wrapped my hand around the base of Kylo’s c**k. “And don’t touch me either. You only get to watch.”

I lowered my head and took the head of his c**k into my mouth. By the way his hips twitched slightly when my lips met the base of his hips, I could tell that he was already close to the edge, just like I was. I stared up at him, feeling my insides flutter at the control I had over this man, and slowly bobbed my head.

Roman curled his fingers into my hips from behind and pounded harder into me. “Fuckin’ harder,” he ordered, grabbing my hair and forcing me to bob my head on his c**k.

And just before Kylo was about to come, Roman pulled me back.

“Don’t come,” I said to Kylo.

When he relaxed, I sucked his d**k into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down on him until his hips twitched again and he stilled. Before he could come, I pulled back up and teased his balls with my tongue.

“Don’t. Come.”

“Fuuuck, Isabella,” Kylo said to me, balling his hands into fists.

Roman curled one arm around my waist to rub my clit and leaned down closer to me. “Kylo might not be allowed to come, but you’re going to come with his c**k in your mouth. Do you understand me?”

I clenched down hard on Roman’s c**k and nodded, staring back at Kylo and wrapping my lips back around his head. I bobbed my head up and down on him and tightened harder and harder around Roman. Roman rubbed my clit faster, grabbed a fistful of my hair again, and forced me down as far as I could go on Kylo’s c**k. I stared up at Kylo with watery eyes, feeling his hips twitch again.

He was going to come.

“Don’t come,” I tried saying with his c**k in my throat, but it came out as nothing but slobbery gargles.

He rolled his eyes back and lifted his hips to get even deeper in my throat. Roman shoved himself into me. And at the same time, they both came inside of me, Kylo’s c*m shooting down my throat and Roman’s filling me up. I gagged on Kylo’s c*m and smacked my hands against his thighs, screaming out on his c**k as I came all over Roman.

Yet Roman still held me down on him, pushing his c*m deeper toward my cervix. When he finally let me go, I pulled my head up to gasp for breath and moan, my legs trembling uncontrollably. Roman scooped me into his arms so I wouldn’t fall over and set me in a chair beside Kylo.

“You need to learn how to be a better domme, Isabella,” Roman said, trailing his thumb down my lips. “You told him not to come and then let him come anyway.”

“I-I-I couldn’t help it,” I said, pulling my knees to my chest as the pleasure still pumped through me. I sucked in a deep breath. “Maybe next time.”