His Mafia Prince
Chapter 41: Distract Me

Chapter 41: Distract Me

(SASHA)

Tyler hesitates at first then scoots towards me. I can tell by the way he is looking at me that he is afraid. His cheeks are flushed red. When he is close enough, I put my arms around his waist and then tug him closer to me. I hold him for a bit, enjoying the feel of his skin. I press my nose against his hair, inhaling his scent. He smells so good.

I feel his short warm breaths puff against my throat and my cock throbs. There’s no way I can escape getting turned on while touching him. I have wanted to fuck him forever. Holding him isn’t exactly helping right now. He slips his hand around me and holds me, and a shrill of excitement courses through me. I’m fighting to keep my alpha instincts under control, but it is really hard.

He lifts himself, and his thighs press on mine. He is hard too and he’s making me fucking steel. I convince myself that he’s only hard because our bodies are touching, not because he really wants me. His hands trace my spine nervously. His body is shaking. He is so scared. I need to remember that and make sure to be as respectful and gentle as possible.

He lifts his face and holds my gaze for a bit then his eyes dart to my lips. He sucks his lip in then pops it out again. He needs to not look at me like that because he’s fucking tempting. He looks hungry. Needy even.

"Will you kiss me, Sasha?" he says quietly. "Maybe it will help me relax."

"Careful, Tyler," I warn. "Careful."

"What? Why?"

"Because," I swallow hard. "Kissing you will turn me on."

"Oh."

I can smell his arousal. Just like I thought, it’s beginning to get difficult to control myself. "It’s best if we don’t kiss."

"But... but I’m scared, Sasha. I need you to distract me." He runs his fingers over his slender throat. In truth, he looks fearful. "I’ve heard other omegas say the pain can be agonizing."

"I’ll try and be gentle," I say softly.

"What if you can’t?"

"Let’s just hold each other until you calm your nerves." I hate how my voice is thick with lust. I can’t help myself though. His body feels so good, so warm against mine that it feels like torture denying him the kiss.

He rocks his hips against me as though he’s calling my words a bluff. Then again, he can’t help it. A tiny whimper escapes his lips and lust washes through me. "Your arms feel great." He says. "I thought I wouldn’t like your touch." He runs the tips of his fingers on my biceps.

"You’re making this fucking hard, Tyler," I say hoarsely.

"Kiss me, Sasha." He says. "it’s alright. I wouldn’t mind if you get a little turned on."

"I’ll get more than a ’little’ turned on," I growl.

He sighs defeatedly. "You need to listen to me if we are going to do this. I’m terrified, Sasha. Listen to my needs. I need you to distract me."

My fingers tangle between his hair as I cup the back of his head. My eyes are stuck in the swell of his lips and my dick aches. I swallow thickly. "I’m really trying to be respectful, Tyler. You’re not making it easy."

"Okay." He slips his hands underneath my shirt and his fingers glide softly on my muscles. "It will hurt less if I’m turned on, right?"

"Yeah, probably."

"Then kiss me, Sasha. Distract me, please. Make me forget all this is just an act."

"I want you. That isn’t an act."

"Show me then." He says impatiently.

"I only have so much control, Tyler."

He nods, but I have a feeling he isn’t listening to me.

"You only need to let me give you the bite."

He swipes his tongue over his lower lip, leaving it pout and tempting. "You want to fuck me though, Sasha. Don’t you?"

"I want to. You know I do." I swallow hard.

"Isn’t that how it always happens? You bite me while we fuck? He holds my gaze and the color of his eyes change suddenly. Like a mood ring. They are so bright I can barely look. Their swirling depths mesmerize me as I gaze into them.

"Mmh..." I nod, slipping my hands between his thighs. He’s hard as steel and moans at my touch. "I’d ram into you hard and deep while I sink my teeth into your throat, Tyler. Don’t fucking tempt me." I growl. If only he knew how crazy he is driving me right now. Does he think I have endless control? I don’t.

I really don’t.

He curves into my body. "I’m your omega."

"Yeah."

"After today we won’t be pretending. It’ll be real." He whispers.

"I know." My nose flares at the look in his eyes.

"I want it all, Sasha. Not just your bite."

His words send a jolt of electricity in my dick. "Tyler, you’re pushing it. Stop playing with fire." My cock throbs even harder and I’m left with no choice but to press on him. I can’t control it. I want to climb on him and take him, all of him. I want to take everything he is offering, silently or not so silently.

You want me to fuck you, Tyler? You want me to breed while I bite you?

I want to say my thoughts out loud but I hold them in. They, in fact, are choking me. He whimpers softly as he tugs against my body, making a lusty hum escape my throat. I’m summoning the last of my willpower to be good. I’m really, really trying.

Tyler begins to nibble my throat, licking and biting on it. "I’m your omega, fuck me, Alpha." He wills me. "That’s how it happens." He says, his warm breath gets my skin growing gooseflesh. My cock is throbbing so hard it’s painful at this point.

I want to be inside him. I need to be inside him. I need my cock inside of him like I need air.

Don’t listen to him. Fight it. He’s just horny. He doesn’t mean it. He’ll hate you afterwards.

He keeps rubbing on me, moaning and shuddering. "Why are you ignoring me, Sasha?"

I suck a deep breath and close my eyes. "If you get me going, I won’t stop Tyler. I won’t be able to stop myself."

"It’s alright." His fingers brush the side of my jaw. He touches my cheek and then presses his lips against mine. Unable to resist him, I gape. "Fuck me," he whispers against my lips. "I’m letting you, Sasha. I’m scared of the pain. Distract me. It’ll be better that way."

Holy shit.

He begins to unbuckle my belt and all the respect I had left flies out the window. I’m done being respectful. Something inside me snaps like a band. I cup his face and open my mouth as he feeds me his tongue. It is then that we begin to really kiss. His tongue might be just the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted in my entire life.

I devour him hungrily. He pushed for this. It’s his fault he did this. I’m done controlling myself.

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