My Alphas' Dark Desires-Chapter 91: Master & Maid
Chapter 91: Master & Maid
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Chapter 91
~Valerie’s POV~
NB: You can skip the Chapter. It won’t take much from the story; it will just give you insight into Kieran and Lucie’s relationship, which would help future character growth.
Lucie blinked, taken aback, but didn’t argue.
Her hands found the hem of her blouse, tugging it up and over her head, revealing the simple, white bra underneath.
Her pants came next, unzipped and shimmied off, revealing the matching panties and toned, pale legs.
Once they were off, Kieran gestured to the chaise, his tone casual, as if he were giving her instructions on which color of tie would best suit his outfit.
"Sit," he said. She lowered herself onto the velvet cushions, the material cool against her bare skin. Her eyes never left him. "Good girl," he repeated, his voice a low purr.
Kieran shifted closer, leaning forward, one hand cupping her chin, the other sliding down her neck, tracing a slow path down her chest, past her breasts, along her stomach, until his fingers dipped into the waistband of her panties, tugging them down.
Lucie’s breath caught, her thighs squeezing together, her body trembling with anticipation but Kieran didn’t rush. Instead, he took his time.
He stroked her, savoured her, watched the way her face twisted with pleasure, her eyelids fluttering, her mouth parting on a moan.
"Beautiful," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her jaw.
Lucie’s hands curled into fists, clutching at the cushion.
"Kieran," she gasped, her back arching.
"I’ve got you," he murmured, his hand slipping between her thighs, his fingers finding the spot that made her whole body jolt.
"Oh gods," she breathed.
"Yes," he growled.
He kept going, teasing her, building her up until her entire body was shaking, her skin slick with sweat, her breath coming in shallow gasps.
"You’re close," he said, his lips brushing her ear. "So fucking close. Come for me."
Lucie didn’t need to be told twice.
She fell apart under his touch, her body convulsing, her eyes squeezing shut, a cry escaping her throat.
And when it was over, when she finally came back to her senses, Kieran’s hands were still on her.
Stroking her, soothing her.
"That’s my girl," he murmured, his voice low, soothing. "My good girl."
Lucie opened her eyes, her breath steadying, her cheeks flushed.
"You still jealous?"
She bit her inner lips when she realised that he knew she was jealous and lowered her gaze. "I’m sorry," she whispered, her voice raw.
"Don’t apologise. You deserve this." He traced a finger along her jaw, his expression unreadable.
He leaned closer, his eyes burning into hers, his scent flooding her senses. "Do you want to please me, Lucie?"
Lucie nodded, swallowing thickly. "Yes, Alpha," she breathed.
"Then listen and obey."
His hand drifted down to her neck, fingers tightening ever so slightly, a warning.
Lucie shuddered in anticipation. "Y-yes, Alpha."
He held her gaze, his expression fierce and focused. "Good girl."
Then, he let go of her, stepping back.
"Now stand." Lucie did as she was told. She rose, standing before him, her bare body exposed, her chest rising and falling. "Turn around." She turned. "Bend over."
Her heart was racing, her skin prickling, but she didn’t hesitate. She bent, her hands on the back of the chaise, her head down, her body on display.
"Perfect." Kieran stepped forward, his hand running up the length of her spine, his fingers brushing the nape of her neck.
His other hand drifted down, cupping her ass, squeezing, his fingertips digging in, sending a shiver through her.
"Do you want this, Lucie?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.
"Yes," she breathed.
"Yes what?"
"Yes, Alpha," she said.
"Say it," he commanded, his grip tightening.
"I want you to fuck me."
"Beg for it."
"Please, Alpha," she moaned, her legs trembling. "Please fuck me, Alpha."
"Louder."
"Please, Kieran, please," she begged, her words coming out in a rush. "I need you inside me. Please."
"Mm," he mused, a low chuckle. Then, he leaned in, his breath hot against her ear. "Ask, and you shall receive."
And with that, he slammed into her, filling her completely. Lucie cried out, her hands gripping the chaise, her head hanging low.
Kieran didn’t give her time to adjust, didn’t slow down.
He fucked her hard, his grip tight, his pace relentless. She moaned and whimpered, her body shaking, her knees buckling.
And still, he didn’t let up. He kept going, pushing her to her limits, testing her resolve.
"Yes," he growled, his voice like steel, his hips pistoning. "Take it." She took it. And loved every second of it.
Their relationship may have been different but she loved it because she loved him.
Her body trembled, her skin slick with sweat, her thighs wet, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
She could feel him inside her, feel the way his cock filled her, the way his fingers dug into her hips, the way his skin slapped against hers, the way his teeth grazed her shoulder.
She could feel the power in his touch, the dominance, the control. She could feel his hunger. And it made her blood run hot.
It made her crave him more than anything. She pushed back to meet his punishing thrusts while her hand went down between her legs to rub her clit and the other pinch her nipples as she clenched around his cock.
"Fuck..." she moaned.
Kieran’s hand reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, tugging her head back and slamming his mouth onto hers, swallowing her moans.
"That’s it, Lucie," he growled. "Fuck me back."
His hips sped up, his cock plunging into her harder and faster, his teeth nipping at her lower lip.
Lucie couldn’t hold back.
Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, ripping through her body, leaving her gasping and shaking.
She was barely conscious of Kieran’s fingers digging into her hips, of his snarl against her neck, of his own release flooding her, hot and thick.
"F-fuck..." she gasped.
"Good girl," he panted, his voice rough. "So good."
She slumped forward, her legs weak, her body spent. Kieran pulled out of her, his hands still gripping her hips.
"Stand up," he said, his voice a command.
"I... I can’t."
"You can."
With a shuddering sigh, Lucie straightened, turning to face him, her chest still heaving, her eyes heavy-lidded.
Kieran regarded her, his expression inscrutable, and then he leaned in and kissed her deeply. She returned his kiss, tongue swirling around each other, even though she could still taste a bit of herself on his tongue.
"You’re beautiful, Lucie," he complimented her, his voice softening. "And you did well."
Lucie blushed, a smile tugging at her lips. "Thank you, Alpha."
"When we resume PSA, I expect great things from you."
"Of course."
He stepped closer, his gaze never wavering. "I will not accept anything less."
Lucie’s smile faltered. "I won’t disappoint you."
"I know," he said, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. "Because if you do, I’ll have to punish you."
Lucie’s breath hitched, her eyes widening. "You’d... you’d hurt me?"
Kieran chuckled, his voice laced with dark amusement. "I’d fuck you senseless."
"Oh..."
"Do you understand?"
Lucie swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. "Yes, Alpha."
"Good." He leaned in, pressing a kiss to her temple, a tender gesture that felt almost foreign after the intensity of their fucking.
"Now," he murmured, his voice low and seductive, "go get cleaned up."
"Yes, Alpha," she whispered.
Kieran watched as she gathered her clothes, his gaze sharp, assessing.
