Dante’s POV
I watched her grip the table with passion. She was lost in the feel of my fingers inside of her. I
moved them slowly and deliberately, enjoying the moans and the way she held on to the table
for dear life, knowing that once she touched me, it was over.
“Dante, I can’t take anymore. Please.”
Erica’s face was red and beads of sweat dotted her forehead. She was under so much tension.
I was slow and I would pull away from her clit and pussy, keeping her on the edge. I wasn’t going
to let her cum just yet.
I pulled my fingers out of her and she fell off the table weakly and was on her knees in front of
me.
I bent down and tilted her head upwards.
“Dante…”
“Shhhh. I want you to go to my room and get naked. Wait for me on the bed. Got it?”
She shook her head wordlessly and wobbled to her feet.
She walked away uneasily and I felt a smile curl my lips. My job was done for the day. I grabbed
my coat and left the study.
I tried not to stumble on the stairs. I was wobbling from side to side. The handrails seemed to be
made out of water and I would occasionally miss the step in front of me and trip.
I was convinced that I was thoroughly drunk but I didn’t faze my libido. I wanted Erica and she
was waiting for me upstairs.
I finally got to my room and the sight that I met was beautiful.
I threw my coat on the chair in the corner and strode up to the bed.
“Good girl. You have made me very proud.”
I sat on the edge and leaned in for a kiss but I puked away as soon as our lips brushed against
each other’s.
I stood up and circled her with intrigue. My mind was foggy yet the nasty ideas were vivid.
“Close your eyes.”
She did so obediently and I walked to my drawer and took out three ties. I would occasionally
look back to see if she had opened her but she had them shut tight and her body squirmed in
anticipation.
I smirked and walked over to her. I blindfolded her and proceeded to tie her arms to the bed.
“Dante, what are you…”
“No words.”
She fell silent and I soon stood back to relish my masterpiece.
Her thighs clenched tightly and I simply enjoyed her juices running down her legs.
I slowly took off her clothes and crawled quietly onto the bed.
As soon as she felt the pressure, she froze and waited. I smirked and decided to take my time
with her.
My face was inches away from her pussy and I planted a soft kiss on her clit.
She clenched her thighs together again but I pried them open.
“This won’t do.”
I held her legs open and ran my tongue over her clit.
She screamed in pleasure and I could feel her legs shaking.
“So soon. I haven’t even started.”
An evil smile crept on my face and I ate her out again. She tasted divine and I loved it. Her juices
tasted sweet and I felt like I could never get enough of it.
“Dante! Ahhhhhnnnn!”
Her moans filled the room and were music to my ears.
“Good girl. Moan for me. I love it very much.”
I continued and her legs slowly became weaker and weaker. There was no strength left in her to
clench them and suffocate me between her thighs.
“Tired already? Do you want me to stop?”
“No, please! Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop!”
She begged me desperately and her voice was weak and breathy.
“I thought as much.”
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and trailed kisses from her vulva up to her navel.
She squirmed and moaned. I enjoyed the way she struggled, the way she arched herself closer to
me to get more of me.
“Dante, please fuck me! I want to cum. Please make me cum!”
I silenced her with a kiss and she groaned against my lips.
I pulled away and whispered in her ears while my hand played with her soft breasts.
“Why the rush? We are going to be here for a long time.”
I heard her gulp and I grinned. I was going to enjoy fucking her.
My cock was rock hard. I could only think of penetrating her tight body. I couldn’t explain how
much I hungered for her.
I stroked my cock and watched her squirm.
I soon got tired and pinned her down.
She was caught off guard and she gasped in shock.
“Dante, please be gentle with me.”
I said nothing and rammed my cock hard into her. She screamed and gripped the sheets.
I supported myself on the bed rails and I started with her slow but deep and hard tempo.
“Fuck! You feel so good. Do you still want me to be gentle with you?”
She couldn’t say anything else and all she could do was moan my name.
She gripped at the ties that I used to fasten her to the bed and screamed.
It was all music to my ears. The sweat and and heat from our bodies made our mixed scent hang
in the air of the room.
Her pussy slushed with each stroke and her face and neck were flushed.
“More. I want more!”
I smirked and fucked her faster. She screamed even louder and arched her body close to me.
I growled and grabbed her neck, choking her slightly and pinning her to the bed.
Her pussy was wet and tight and it gripped my cock hard. I groaned and enjoyed her warm body.
Her nipples were hard and I couldn’t resist bending over and taking them in my mouth.
“Ahhhhhnn! Yes!”
I ran my tongue over her nipple and I enjoyed the taste of her skin. She was so aroused that her
juices began to squirt from them too and she tasted as sweet as ever.
My mouth was on her nipples, my other was on her neck and I was fucking her hard and fast.
“Dante! It’s too much. I can’t take much more.”
I ignored her and took my hands down to her clit. As soon as I touched it, she squirmed violently.
“Dante, you are going to make me cum!”
I didn’t relent and continued to make her beg me. The thrill of it all made my blood boil. My balls
throbbed painfully but my alcohol-fueled greed wanted more and more.
I soon began to feel her tighten and she wrapped her legs around me.
“Dante!”
She squirted her juices all over my cock and I was soaked. I still fucked her through her orgasm
and soon, I couldn’t take it either.
I came so hard that it felt like a great pressure had been eased off me.
I fell silent and collapsed on the bed beside her. She squirmed free from her bondage and nestled
weakly next to me as I slowly began to fall asleep.
“That was amazing, Dante. I love you…”
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My eyes opened and the first thing that I felt was a splitting headache. I rubbed my forehead as if
it would do anything for the gong that was beating inside my head.
I tried to sit up but I felt an arm slung over me.
I looked down.
“Laura?! What the fuck are you doing here?”
My exclamation woke her up and her eyes fluttered open and she looked at me with a smile.
“My Alpha, you are awake.”
She tried to rest her head on my chest but I moved away from her.
“What is going on here? What are you doing in my bedroom?”
She sat up and looked at me puzzled.
“Dante, what are you talking about? Don’t you remember?”
I glared at her.
“Remember? Remember what?”
The sleepiness vanished from her eyes almost instantly and she looked at me flabbergasted.
“We fucked, Dante. Don’t you remember any of it?”
Hearing that I fucked her made my blood run cold. Slowly, it all began to come back to me.
I was dead drunk and she came into my office. I saw her but then I thought it was Erica. I had
fingered her, thinking it was Erica. I had fucked her because I thought she was Erica.
I held my head in my hands and shook my head. What had I done?
“Dante, what’s the…”
“Get out!”
She had tried to touch me but I roared at her and she jerked, startled in fear.
“But Dante, what did I do wrong?”
“Didn’t you hear me, Laura? Get out! Get out of my room.”
She didn’t budge and instead pulled the bedclothes closer to her body.
“If you talk to me, I am sure that we can solve whatever it is that is bothering you.”
I could feel my blood boiling. What part of ‘get out’ didn’t she understand?
“I swear if I still see you here by the time. I count to ten, I am going to lose it. One, two…”
The coarseness of my voice rallied Laura to action and she hurried out of my bed and got dressed
all the while giving me a death stare.
“You are disgusting, Dante! How could you?! I gave you my body and now you are throwing me
out like I am some slut. Is this how you treat me now? Damn you! I hate you!”
I ignored her and watched her dress. I wanted her gone. I didn’t want to see her again.
She continued to hurl insults at me but I tuned them out.
“You are a pig! A good for nothing slobbering dog! How can you treat me like this?! For six years I
have been with you! You told me that you loved me yet you do this to me. I will tell my father
about this. I will make you pay, Dante…”
“Out!!!”
I roared and she scurried away like a little mouse.
I was left alone in my room and I buried my head in my hands.
What had I done? What had I done?