Zara
The look in his eyes sparked a new wave of heat, and I stood up and flipped him over. I settled on his hips, still covered by his ripped sweatpants. I ripped the rest of them off him, feeling his dark eyes follow my every movement.
His cock sprang out, hard and ready for me. I positioned myself above him, lowering myself with a blissful moan.
Throwing my head back, I pressed myself against his cock, reveling in the pleasure and pain coursing through me. I didn't give myself time to adjust to his length and began to ride him feverishly.
"Fuck, Zara," Alpha groaned, his fingers digging roughly into my hips. Each rough touch sent a wave of icy bliss soothing my heated skin. "You feel so fucking good around my cock." Alpha lasted only fifteen seconds before he wrapped his arms around my hips and thrust deeper into me.
