His Mafia Prince
Chapter 210: My Fated Alpha Mate

Chapter 210: My Fated Alpha Mate

(WESLEY)

"Never," I moan, panting as I felt my orgasm building. I’m not sure whether it is the pregnancy hormones it is entirely something else, all I know is I want to come on my alpha’s dick. Not once, and not twice. And I want to please him as much as I can.

"B...baby hold on." I shift, stumbling to get him off me.

"What are you doing?" he asks.

"I want to ride you." I smirk, gently lifting him and poking my ass out.

Eyes falling to me, he growls like an animal. "B...but..." he stammers, unable to form a proper sentence because of how much he is staring and lusting over my ass."

An unintentional raspy hum leaves my throat. "I want to bounce my ass on your dick."

He lets out another ravenous voice. "Oh, baby... your ass is so fucking sweet. He leans on the headboard. "Come on, sit on my cock."

I scowl at him over my shoulders, trying to act like I’m not quaking from how sexy he sounds when he chuckles like that. I mount him and he pulls his arms around my belly.

This is going to be so fucking hot.

I recline a bit, giving him way to reposition his dick up to my ass. I’m so impatient to do this at that gradual pace. Even so, I’m still savoring every second of the curve nudging into my softness as I push myself backward on it until my hole sucks him up completely.

"F...fuck." Jericho shudders.

Hungrily, I lower myself on him slowly, welcoming every inch of his length inside me.

"Oomph..." my eyes toll to the back of my skull, my cock flinching and dripping all over the place.

I feel him twitch inside me, and I’m trembling and sweating more than I did earlier, with my cheeks resting on his pelvis. Every giant inch of his thick cock is completely buried in my ass.

"Wes-Wesley..." he croaks, gripping my waist strongly. "This is...this...fuck, I’m so deep"

"Oh yeah. I feel it all the way up there. You like it, right?" I gasp as I shift. "Wow... baby what a long fucking dick..."

Jericho groans and sits up, holding me from behind. "Ride me, baby. Fuck yourself on my cock."

I’m certain that the meals leaving my lips are downright embarrassing, but I don’t care. My mind is all fuzzy. As soon as I lift up then push back down, I’m on a mission.

Of course I have been fucked like this before. But something about Jericho’s cock all the way inside of me is lighting the fuck out of my prostate. In all sensation, I’m bouncing up and down on his steel hard length.

Up, down, up, down... swiveling my hips, dropping it like it’s hot. Smacking us together like I’m in some goddamn rodeo.

The sounds in this room are lewd. Grunts, whispers, sighs, cries, flesh hitting flesh as I milk him into me. The rawest ever animal noises. So intense that they are overpowering us. The way he stretches me open turns me on as he jams on my prostate again and again. We are fucking each other like maniacs and we don’t care.

I’m dead busy writhing on my knees, grinding my alpha into the mattress as he holds my pass open. I think he likes watching me work him out.

"Oh baby...fuck...yes." He suddenly sits up and wraps his hand around me with his arms around me, and my back onto his chest. Our muscles slip and slide in sweat. He sinks his teeth on my bite mark again and I cry out as he laps on the blood. "My omega... you got such a tight hole, pump me... yeah... just like that baby. Give me more. Fuck...Wes you’re killing me."

"I’m...I’m so close, baby." I say amid my hoarse pleasure sobs, damn near losing my mind. "Deeper baby, harder... oh I’m close."

"Yeah?" he gasps and turns my face to kiss me as we smash our bodies together. I nod fast, eyes hooding¸ muscles stiffening, balls tightening and all that. "You’re gonna come all over the sheets? Sexy baby?"

"Yes. Fuck my ass." I bounce on him so hard that my brain is about to explode like a cola can. If the top pops, I will explode into a thousand pieces.

"Right here?" he growls and smacks his hand over my butt cheek.

I cry and clench around him. "Yes... yes. Do that again."

He rambles and whooshed his palm on me again, and I grunt a garbled sob.

"Oh... squeeze on it baby, I like that." Jericho’s voice tremors. "I’m gonna shoot so deep inside you, baby. Open up for me."

"Mmfff...come baby. Come inside me." Gravity gets the best of me and I fall. "I’m coming baby... hold me―"

I have barely let the words out when ropes of my pearly white cum shoot up and spray everywhere. No one has ever made me come this hard. Just Jericho. I’m crying, shaking and clamping so hard that I almost forget to breathe.

"That’s it, love... ride it out." He croons and fists my hair, peppering my shoulders and neck with kisses. "You look so pretty when you come."

"I...fuck...I can’t stop."

My hips are still moving as I desperately rock him in fluid motions because it feels so good. His length pushing into my softness and brushing on every last nerve ending, controlling me enough that the pleasure washes me from head to toe and back.

Jericho’ fingers trail on the mess on my abs, caressing my length with the slickness as he groans out loud. "Feeling you come is magical, baby. I’m gonna burst..."

"Come for me, alpha." I plead coarsely as I keep slumping on him. He sinks into me with rough thrusts.

"Ooh fuck!" he groans heavily, pulling me lower onto him as he bucks into me. I feel him swell, filling me with hot pulses.

"Nothing feels like you do, alpha." I whimper ruggedly, buzzing all over.

Jericho goes from groaning to purring as he pets me with kisses everywhere. His tight hold stays coiled on me for a solid five minutes. And we heave together, recovering from the madness that just happened minutes ago.

He starts to pull out, but I stop him.

He smiles and pushes back inside me.

I groan and whimper as his knot blooms inside me. The stretch burns me painfully. I have always craved this. An aloha who could just love me for who I am, breed me and knot me. Somebody who I can just laugh with but also find them sexy by just looking at them. Jericho has all that.

He keeps the knot inside me until it slowly recedes. Then he gathers me and holds onto me as I rest my head on his shoulder.

"I know it was stressful for you downstairs." He presses a soft kiss on my neck. "I’m sorry."

I run my fingers down his sides "Yeah, it was hard at first, but it ended up just fine. I had a nice talk with Tyler. I think we could be good friends."

"Tyler is actually very charming." He smiles. "I used to have a little crush on him back then."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. Mostly because I was jealous of his relationship with my brother. I never thought that I would ever find an omega of my own. I thought that maybe something was wrong with me. I just never felt attached to any of the omegas that I used to date."

"I get it. Felt the same."

He looks at me closely then says, "I think we are fated mates."

I’m not sure how to respond to that because I’ve never once believed the fated mates tales. But I have to admit that from the moment I first set my eyes on Jericho, I wanted him and zi knew that he was meant for me. "Fated mates you say?"

"You think I’m crazy?" he frowns.

"No. Not about that."

"Don’t be a brat." He tickles me and I chuckle, tightening my grip on him. No... no stop. I’ll be good."

He stops tickling me and presses a light kiss on my cheek. "Mother thinks I’m right. She thinks it’s the reason you got pregnant."

"Really?" I say breathlessly after our little tickling match.

"Yeah. She is a big believer in fated mates. She says they aren’t as rare as people think they are. I’m inclined to believe her because she said the same for Tyler and Sasha, and also Miles and Arlo. And now us."

"I’m so happy to be your mate, Jericho."

"I feel the same too." he caresses my belly. "I have never focused on anyone else since I met you. I have always wanted you."

"Same. No one else could compare."

"Yeah, speaking of other people, Justin will make a full recovery."

"Really?" Jericho had promised me that he would call the hospital to check on Justin’s condition. I wasn’t sure though that he would follow through because I knew that he didn’t like Justin, he was jealous of him.

"Thank God. I was so scared that something bad would happen to him."

"No. He will be okay." Jericho studies me. "Are you sure you never had romantic feelings for him?"

"No." I grimace. "If I’m being honest, I just hoped that I would feel something other than friendship for him someday. I thought I couldn’t have you. You were so burned in my brain and I was scared that I’d die alone."

He scowls. "Then why was he in your apartment?"

"Justin is a doctor. He is the one who told me that I was pregnant. When I first fainted, he was there." I sigh. "Justin is a good alpha. I think that he will someday make his omega happy."

Jericho seems unimpressed. "That omega won’t be you."

"Of course. I found you. My fated mate alpha."

Jericho grins. "Right. And you can’t fight fate. What kind of a unicorn are you, love?" he sighs.

I chuckle and snort by accident, what only makes me laugh harder. I clench around him because I can’t help it.

"That feels good." He breathes out a tired laugh and massages my cheeks with strong lusty fingers. "Tighten as I pull out."

I obey and he slides out of me, spreading me out then running his fingers on my rim while his load tries to seep out. I bite my lip, peering at him over my shoulder as I watch him stare like he is transfixed. He pushes a finger inside me and stuffs his cum back inside.

"Baby, what... what are you doing?"

He chuckles wryly. "Never mind what I’m doing." I can’t help but laugh. "You’re amazing, Wes. I can’t even deal with how sexy you are...