His Mafia Prince
Chapter 120: Sweet Candy Arlo

Chapter 120: Sweet Candy Arlo

(ARLO)

Miles’s breaths grow harsher. His eyes are now painfully bright to look at. My excitement grows more by the minute. I should be afraid of him now more than ever yet what I can do is fumble with his belt.

He glances up at the dark sky and snarls. With shaky hands, I unzip his slacks and fumble with my own.

He shoves me against the tree trunk behind me, glaring at me with a feral look. Ravenous even. I press a soft kiss on his lips, whimpering with need. His lips curl like an angry dog about to bite then he pulls my jeans down to my knees. The cold beats my bare ass but I’m too turned to even do something about it.

He lifts me like I weigh nothing then nudges my thighs apart as far as they can go. I didn’t remove the jeans completely so they are still restricting my movement. Even so, I’m still able to spread my thighs apart wide enough for him to settle between my shaky thighs.

The rain pelts on our skin as we ravage each other with hunger. I suck on his tongue feverishly and moan in his greedy mouth. It’s like I’ve gone crazy. I’m not worried about the storm anymore. I’m drenched and shivering, yet all I can think of is Miles rubbing my insides raw. Lust boils immensely below my belly and I hold his gaze.

I lean on him as much as I can as he presses onto me. I hold his piercing gaze, almost like I’m begging him to take me. He begins to grind, hips rippling on my ass cheeks. Like waves crashing on a shore, distracting me from any manner of turmoil I had going on in my head earlier on.

He rubs on my ass cheeks with the hardness of his dick, I can feel how hard he is through his pants. I press onto him harder, squirming with need. His breath tickles my flesh, sending chills through me. Everything in my body tightens my stomach, my nipples, my balls. Everything.

He sneers and presses a kiss on the bite spot on my neck. I moan at the feel of his scratchy beard as he moves his lips around the spot, trailing them down to my Adam’s apple. He holds me with one hand and slips his other palm beneath my t-shirt. My nipple aches beneath his palm.

"Why did you run?" he growls, lifting his face to look at mine. "I don’t want you any more than you want me wanting you."

"W...what?" I gasp in confusion. I didn’t understand a thing about what he just said.

"Why, Arlo? Why did you try to run away from me?" his voice vibrates into me as plays with my nipple until it beads while dry-humping my bare ass. A flush rises on my neck and buries my face in his neck, unable to hold back. I could burst any minute now.

"I’m sorry...I...I―"

"Do you have any idea how much mental torment you’ve caused me?"

A warm finger pushes through my slick oozing ass and I exhale hard, accepting my fate. I can’t struggle to free myself from his hands because I crave him so badly. He traces my rim and my breath hitches. He lifts me a little more then lowers me on his finger, putting just enough pressure to make me tense up until I can feel his knuckle on the rim of my ass.

I bite my lip and shake my head.

A groan of pain leaves my throat but it soon becomes a moan of pleasure as his finger moves in deeper. He growls and sucks on my ear lobe. "Relax for me, baby. Let me make you feel good." My cock jerks and my muscles ease just a little bit. Just enough for him to move his finger. He surges it deeper and pulls it out, almost all the way. I almost scream because I don’t want it to leave me.

"P...please, Miles," my eyes water. "Don’t tease," I beg as he moves his finger in and sucks on my ear lobe again then moves those goddamn lips on my neck.

"Sweet candy Arlo," he croons, moving his hand onto my cock while his knee presses onto my ass. "Tell me what you want." He pushes his finger in again, deep this time and curls it slightly to press on something that shoots lightning through my loins. My balls draw in an instant and I moan softly. "Fuck... me...please."

He does it again, and again. My eyes roll to the back of my skull. "That’s what I thought, baby." He draws the finger back and the next thing I know another one joins it deep inside my ass, pushing in and stretching a place that nothing has ever touched before.

I love it so badly that I can’t stop tears from seeping at the side of my eyes. In glad that it is raining, that way he won’t notice.

I rock myself onto his hands against my will. I want nothing more than to be fucked senseless right now. If I could shove his whole palm in my ass right now, I would. I love and hate being trapped like this by my alpha. It is confusing as hell.

"You’re so tight, Arlo." He growls, fucking me with his fingers while rutting onto my ass. His stubble brushes against the sensitive part of my neck and I whimper needily.

"Please...fuck...me...Miles. I’m begging you..." I stutter the words as he sucks my pulse, pushing into my hole as deep as he can go, the rhythm matching his hips.

"Is that what you want?" his high body sandwiches me as his long fingers graze the spot again.

He brushes on it and my head falls back as I shiver out the words. "Yes... yes."

"Will you run away again?" he grinds onto me, dry humping my bare ass as his fingers pump in my ass in and out, again and again, and again until I lose every fucking sense I got. I’m going crazy out of my mind.

I shake my head vigorously, my eyes screwed shut as I try to push back on his hand. I can’t get enough. I want more. Fuck it, I don’t even care what is happening right now. I will do whatever my alpha wants. If he doesn’t want me to run away then I won’t. This feels life-affirming.

He tugs my chin. "Open your eyes, baby. Look at me." I obey, gasping. The depths of his eyes are overwhelming. They are the brightest yellow I’ve ever seen. In those eyes, I forget who I am.

"More," I whisper and he looks at my gaping mouth before stuffing a third finger. I groan loudly, the pain and pleasure all mixing together igniting fire to every last nerve of my body. He looks down between us, watching himself finger fuck my ass, slick dripping freely between his fingers to the back of his palm. He grunts, licking his lip, his rock-solid cock threatening to tear out between his pants.

My gaze drops down too, and all I see is a huge palm working between my ass cheeks. I can’t picture what the hell he is doing to me, but I can feel it.

"Your pretty little ass is so snug baby." He pumps again and again, reaching to the spot that zaps me completely. The way he keeps getting it, I’ll come soon. The orgasm might sneak up on me. "You can barely move my fingers."

All the response I can fathom now is, "Fuck, fuck...fuuuck."

"I want to shove my dick inside you so bad, but you gotta learn first..." he says and my eyelids droop as he pushes on something that stirs up my orgasm. I buckle, mewl and begin to mumble garbled versions of his name.

"No, no no no, Arlo...Fuck."

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