Together Forever: Billionaire Alpha

by Ali Parker

He chucked his shirt behind him and fell back on top of her, his hands moving to cup her butt and rub against the wetness he created.

  “Yeah. I wanted the foreplay over so I could just fuck you long and hard. Forgive me.” He kissed her chest again before tugging her straps loose and pulling the front of her dress down. “Fuck yes.”

  She arched, screaming softly as the fingers of one of his hands slipped inside of her, his mouth spreading over her breast as he sucked her nipple into hot wetness.

  “Oh God. I’m gonna come. I was so close from your fucking teasing.” She arched her hips as he fucked her harder with his strong fingers. She screamed as her body twitched deep inside her womb.

  He flicked her nipple with his tongue, glancing up and growling, “Come hard for me, Beth.”

  She rode the orgasm, so beyond grateful that he was with her. She left her modesty at the door and jerked her hips back, massaging herself with him. She stilled a few moments later, panting and covered in a light sheen of sweat.

  Glancing up, her heart melted. He watched her intently, his dark hair a mess, his eyes glossy with need.

  “Get your pants off and remind me why I put up with you,” she barked at him as the side of his sexy mouth lifted in a smirk.

  “Oh, I’m gonna show you why you’ll always want to deal with me. Turn over on your stomach and put your ass in the air. Time to teach you a few lessons.”

  Damn if she didn’t roll over and press her knees to the bed, her dress rolling up her back. He pulled her up and tugged it off before running his hands over her breasts, down her stomach and pressing in tightly to her hips.

  She groaned again before leaning over and sliding her hands up the bed. She didn’t care if anyone walked in. There was nothing that could stop this moment between them.

  “Hold on to the sheets baby. I’m over-stimulated tonight. My cock’s thick and fucking longer than I’ve seen it in a while. Tell me if I hurt you.” He pressed forward, his body opening hers slowly.

  Bethany pushed up to her hands, forcing herself back against him. She was beyond wet and yet it still took a few hard strokes for him to fully slide into her. She bit her lip, her mind splintering as pleasure ran through her. Damon leaned over and slid his hand between her breasts, cupping her throat and pulling her up on her knees, her back to his chest.

  “There it is. Balls deep, Beth. How in the fuck your tight little pussy is holding all this dick, I have no clue. So fucking hot. You want me to plunge it in and out of you, baby? Tell me and I’ll take you over the edge as many times as you can handle. I want to hear my name on your tongue.”

  “Yes,” she whispered, her voice lost to need. A long whimper left her as he pressed against her, his motion pressing him against her ass tightly.

  “I want in there. You know I do, right?”

  “I know. I want it too.” She turned from him and pressed her hands back to the bed before pulling forward a little and slamming back onto him.

  “My turn.” He slid his hand along the curve of her ass and took hold of her hip with the other hand. His thrusts were deep and hard, her whole body shaking as she moaned loudly with every violent impact.

  She wanted to utter a million things, but couldn’t seem to put a cognitive thought together. Nothing made sense but needing more of him. He was so far beyond sexy, the deep grunts that lifted from him doing nothing but making her want to open herself to anything he wanted of her.

  His thumb brushed by her ass, rubbing softly over her entrance. “I wanna feel the tightness of your ass, Beth. Tell me I can press into it.”

  “Fuck me,” she groaned as he slid his finger into her, his cock stretching her as it seemed to thicken more.

  “Every day for the rest of your life, bad girl.”

  The slapping of their bodies mixed with the depravity of wanting to explore the idea of him replacing his thumb with his large cock almost did her in. She pressed her face to the bed as liquid pooled around her lips. She wanted to taste him, wanting him to take hold of her and make her everything he ever wanted in his wildest fantasies.

  He changed the pace of his finger fucking to rub against the deep press of his cock inside of her and that was it. She stiffened as heat burst from the center of her stomach and rolled across her back. The hair at the back of her neck lifted and she screamed his name over and over as he picked up his strokes, fucking her hard and mercilessly. The orgasm wouldn’t stop, his fingers working overtime to force the fire to blaze inside of her.

  She pressed back against him, rolling and rocking her hips as he struggled to breathe.

  “I’m going to lose my load, Beth. Stop that shit, you wicked little bitch.” He reached up and slid his hand into her hair, pulling back a little as she groaned loudly, wanting him to pull more.

  Something about pleasure mixed with controlled pain threw her into ecstasy faster than anything else. She worked him harder, going against his desires and listening intently for the change in his breathing. He released her hair and dug his fingers into her hips as he released a loud, guttural groan. He continued pumping in and out of her as he bent over and pressed his teeth into her back, tugging softly at the flesh as she arched her back and milked his cock for all it was worth.

  Damon pressed a shaky hand to her before licking along her back and over the curve of her ass. He pulled out and let out another groan. Bethany collapsed on her stomach, the air so damn hard to breathe.

  “Roll over and let me hold you, lover.” Damon moved down and pressed his body to the top of hers, brushing her hair back and kissing at her lips a few times. “I couldn’t imagine you being here without me. What if you found some hot cabana boy who could fuck better than me?”

  She let out a short laugh, her fingers running up and down the damp skin of his muscular back. “That isn’t possible. You are the best fuck… ever.”

  “That’s almost crude, dirty girl.” He nipped at her lips and rolled off of her and onto his back. He reached for her and she moved toward him, tucking against his side and glancing up at him.

  “Erica is going to be back any minute, baby. You need to go.”

  “Nah. Matt knows I’m here. He was helping me with keeping you occupied until I could get here. He’ll tell Erica. I’m not sleeping anywhere but tucked against your naked body.”

  She smiled and snuggled in closer, brushing her fingers over the sensual muscles of his stomach. The tight black curls that dusted the trail to his thick cock was such a tease. She brushed her hand over his semi-erect dick, squeezing it as he growled.

  “You’re not even going to get a nap tonight if you keep it up.” He glanced down at her and nudged her to look up at him. He brushed his lips past hers. “So fucking beautiful, baby. Did you know that?”

  “What? That our sex is beautiful?”

  “That you’re beautiful. You’re everything I want in my life. Don’t forget that. I’m in this for the long haul. Just give me a little bit of grace when I dick up, because I will. I always do.” He reached up and ran his fingers through his wet, dark hair.

  “I love you,” she whispered and pressed a kiss to the side of his chest.

  “I love you too, Beth. Close your eyes and get some rest. We’ll get a shower in the morning and go see everyone together.” He leaned down and kissed her again.

  “I don’t want to ruin the moment… but I have to ask you something.”

  “Anything.”

  “Matthew ran into Christa, your ex, earlier today. I guess she’s here for a bachelorette party or something.” Bethany glanced down, not sure where she was going with the conversation or why the hell she would bring it up. She cursed herself internally for saying anything. What was wrong with her?

  “And? What about it?” He looked down at her, brushing his lips over her forehead.

  “I don’t know. She’s just beautiful and… I guess I…”

  “You nothing. She is beautiful, but not at all in the way you are. She’s painted up beautifully. Some guy gets paid shit tons
of money to make her look like you do when you roll out of bed. Don’t assume I’m an asshole just because I play one on T.V.”

  She laughed and popped him in the chest.

  He caught her hand and pulled it to his mouth.

  “I’ll tell you anything you want to know about our relationship tomorrow. Right now I just made love to the only woman I love. I don’t want to think about or talk about anything but you and me.”

  “Okay. I’m sorry I brought it up.”

  “I’m not.” He brushed his hand over her hip, squeezing softly. “Are you on the pill? We might need to use condoms if not.”

  “I am. We’re good.” She snuggled in tightly. “Do you want kids? In the future I mean?”

  “I do. I want two or three.”

  “Boys or girls?”

  “Whatever we’re gifted with.”

  “We?” Bethany moved to her elbow, her heart filling up and overflowing.

  “Who else would I plan a future with?”

  “I don’t know.” She leaned over and pressed her lips to his chest, brushing them down to his nipple before licking it a few times. He groaned and pulled her on top of him.

  “We have a long time to decide all of that. The next year can just be about learning each other, figuring this thing out and solidifying who we are as a couple.” He ran his hands over her shoulders and down her arms.

  Bethany rocked her hips sensually, wanting so badly for every word he promised to come true. It seemed too good to happen. Them together forever? What could be better?

  “Make love to me, Beth. Take me inside of you and lock us together once again. I don’t think I could ever get enough of the sounds of your pleasure and knowing I’m responsible for it.”

  She shifted her hips, positioning the head of his cock at her entrance. “Only you.”

  “Only me, baby.” He pressed her shoulders down and groaned with her as she began her assault, needing to take their love-making through the night and deep into the early morning.

  He was right about one thing… she was a greedy little thing - for him.

  CHAPTER TEN

  Bethany woke to the sound of the shower going. She stretched, the soreness between her thighs delicious and a great reminder. She had the most aggressive, demanding man in the universe. She smiled and sat up, more than happy to give over to his cravings anytime.

  She ran her fingers through her hair and walked into the bathroom, slipping into the shower with him.

  “Good morning, sexy girl.” He turned and reached for her.

  Bethany moved toward him, sliding her hands up his thick chest and over his shoulders. His body was honed for sex, his face model material. She lifted to her toes and pressed a long kiss on his mouth, the warm water rushing over her.

  She pulled back and reached for the soap before rubbing it all over him. Using her fingernails, she made small circles over his skin to make sure he was completely clean.

  “My turn,” he mumbled, his eyes hooded again.

  “No way. We have a breakfast this morning that I plan on making. Every time it’s your turn we end up sweaty and covered in come.” She laughed and ran her hands over him again, washing away the soap.

  “I’m not sure that I heard a complaint in there.” He turned and lifted his hands. “Wash my back, my ass, my legs.”

  “So bossy.” She moved up and enjoyed every second of fulfilling his request.

  “You know my response to that.” He arched his back, pressing his ass into her hands even more. She leaned into him, rubbing her breasts over his back and licking at the side of his neck.

  “We’re going to be late.”

  “No. I’m getting out, though I’m considering asking you to stroke my cock a few times before I go.” He glanced over his shoulder and gave her a look that would melt hearts.

  “No need to ask.” She reached around him and tugged at his cock a few times as she turned her kisses into long bites, her teeth sinking into him as he shuddered.

  He pressed his hand over hers, his rhythm faster and harder than what she was currently doing. She slid her other hand down the outside of his thigh, her nails grating him as he jerked forward. He groaned a few times before his breath caught. His seed spilled out onto their conjoined hands and she stroked him a few more times, making a beautiful mess.

  “So far beyond sexy, Damon. I want to drown in you, baby.”

  He groaned again and jerked his hips before pulling her hand from him. He washed her fingers and let her go, turning to slip his hands into her hair and pull her up for a long, hot kiss.

  “I love you. Wash up and I’ll make sure to return the favor when you least expect it.” He kissed her again and got out of the shower.

  Bethany moved up as she tried to still her racing heart. “Why does that leave me more worried than excited?”

  “Because you know me too well?” The shower curtain opened at the back and she turned in time to see his hand coming toward her. He popped her ass hard and slipped out of the bathroom.

  She grumbled and started to wash up.

  Nothing could take away from her elation. He was there with her and they would get to spend the next few days loving on each other and sharing the joy of their families joining together.

  The whole family was already gathered for breakfast by the time they walked up. Bethany had decided on a pair of white shorts, sandals and a light blue tank top. She would have something on the shorts within an hour. Damon had laid the bet on the table and she was more than happy to take it. She smirked at the thought as she took a seat next to her Aunt Patty.

  Damon walked around the table, shaking hands and giving hugs.

  “I’m honestly not surprised at all that you made it out here early.” Kent took a large plate of bacon and sausage and passed it down the table. There had to be twenty people sitting with them. Most of them Bethany knew, but a few were new faces, extended family no doubt.

  “I took your advice and brought Ben onto the project. He needed something challenging and I needed help.” Damon shrugged and stopped by Aunt Patty. “I’m Damon, Bethany’s boyfriend. You have to be related to Karen. You’re far too pretty not to be.”

  “Oh?” Patty slid her hand into his and looked over her shoulder at Bethany. “I like him. Can we keep him?”

  “Damon this is my Aunt Patty, mom’s younger sister.” Bethany laughed along with everyone else at the table. “Forever seems like a good amount of time for us to keep him.”

  Damon took the seat between her and Matt, reaching over and resting his arm on the back of her chair. “What’s the plan for today?”

  “Just got here and already taking control.” Erica smiled, winking at Bethany.

  “You guys know me. Just tell me to chill and I’ll force Bethany to make me.” He wagged his eyebrows as the waiter walked around the table taking drink orders. They put in their order and settled back as Bethany’s mom walked everyone through the agenda.

  The wedding was the next day at sundown, but almost everything was in place and ready to go. The day would be filled with relaxing, a few games of beach volleyball and a huge party with a dance for that night. Everyone in attendance for the wedding was invited.

  Bethany turned to tell Damon how excited she was to show him the tight little white dress she bought for the party as her eyes landed on the one person she hoped not to see. Christa.

  The pretty blond wasn’t as attractive off the pages of the magazine, but she still brought it - big time. She moved toward the table, a look of excitement on her features. She glanced at Bethany, but quickly shifted back to Damon.

  “Damon Bryant?” She spoke a little too loud.

  He turned and looked over his shoulder. “Christa. What’re you doing here?”

  Bethany glanced at Matt as Damon got up and hugged the lovely model. He turned and introduced her to the table as an old friend and a current client. Matt rolled his eyes and pretended to stab her in the butt with his knife. Bethany laughed and turned bac
k to breakfast, not wanting to see the two of them close together. She didn’t need anything to detract from all of Damon’s claims. She was his woman. This chick was just grasping for straws. Sucks for her to lose the best thing that most likely ever happened to her.

  Damon sat down as Christa moved up to talk to Kent for a few minutes. Bethany slid her hand along his thigh and leaned against him as he put his arm behind her again. She smiled reassuringly and he leaned over, brushing his lips by her cheek. He pressed a soft kiss to her ear.

  “See? Told you she looked like the top of an old broom mop. You’re so insanely beautiful. She’s got to be jealous. I would be.” He kissed her ear again and moved back, picking up a large plate of waffles and holding it in front of her. “Here, baby. Get a big one and we’ll share it.”

  Bethany glanced down the table, unable to help herself. Christa only seemed to have eyes for Damon, but those eyes weren’t showing joy at all. She looked rather pissed.

  Good.

  “Damn that was delicious. If I could just live here and eat platters of bacon my life would be complete.” Matt stretched, his bright yellow and orange t-shirt slipping up and showing the muscles of his stomach.

  Bethany ran her hand over them, tugging at his shirt in surprise. “You totally have a six-pack.”

  “Of course I do. I work out. Hellur?” He tugged his shirt down and glanced behind Bethany as they all stood around the table. “Get your woman off of me. She’s likely to fall for my beauty, creating a fissure between us that I don’t want and you don’t need.”

  Bethany rolled her eyes and moved to Damon, wrapping her arms around him. His white button down shirt was loose and made for the beach. “You look good.”

  “You look, feel and taste good.” He pressed his lips to hers as Matt made a loud gagging sound.

  Damon pulled back and licked at his lips, his eyes boring into Bethany. He glanced up at Matt as his lip lifted. “What’s the matter? Thought you were worried about her leaving me for you? I just wanted to remind her who her lover was.”

  “Okay. Enough. Thank you. Siblings here.” Matt held up his hands and walked out onto the beach from the table.