[BL] A Marriage Ruled by Family, Saved by Desire-Chapter 91: Fill Me With Everything You Feel

~Alistair’s POV~

Alex buried his head between my thighs, bypassing my cock to go straight for my entrance. The moment his mouth hit me, I let out a loud, broken moan. I could see the predatory darkness in his eyes and the way his jaw remained clenched even as he sucked me. The sound of his satisfied groans against my skin was enough to make my craving for him unbearable.

"Yes, Daddy..." I whimpered, my fingers tangling deep into his hair. I didn’t just hold him; I pressed his face harder against me, pinning him down to let him eat deeper.

Alex didn’t need any encouragement. He used his tongue like a weapon, swirling it in slow, agonizing circles around my entrance before pushing it inside.

I gasped, my hips bucking off the bed as the wet, rhythmic suction sent sensation through my entire body.

Every time he pulled back to lick the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, I felt a desperate whimper leave my throat. The way he was worshiping me, devouring me as if he were starving, made me feel like I was melting into the mattress.

"Please... Alex," I moaned, my head tossing from side to side. "Go deeper."

He finally moved up, his hot breath ghosting over my stomach before his lips closed around my cock.

He took me in all at once, his throat working as he sucked me with a deep, masterful intensity.

The friction was perfect wet, tight, and overwhelming.

As his mouth worked on me, his hands didn’t stay still. He reached up, his palms flat against my chest, his thumbs finding my nipples and rolling them between his fingers.

The dual sensation, the pulling at my chest and the incredible pressure of his mouth, pushed me right to the edge. My breath came in short, jagged hitches. I could feel the tension building in my core, that familiar, electric coil tightening until I couldn’t take another second.

"Baby... I’m coming! Alex, I’m—"

I let out a ragged scream as I peaked, my body shuddering violently. He didn’t let go, drinking me in until the very last pulse subsided. I lay there for a moment, completely spent, my vision blurred and my heart racing.

But Alex wasn’t finished.

He sat up, his eyes dark with a possessive fire that told me the real celebration was only beginning.

He reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. I watched, breathless, as he poured the slick liquid over his fingers and began to coat my entrance, stretching me slowly and gently until I was glistening and ready.

Then, he took the bottle and ran it down the length of his own cock, the thick, heavy shaft shining in the dim light.

He moved over me, his weight a comforting, solid pressure. He braced himself, the head of his cock pressing against my heat. With one steady, deliberate motion, he slid all the way inside. I let out a long, shaky groan, my legs locking around his waist as he filled every inch of me.

I lay there for a few breathless minutes, just feeling the incredible weight of him stretching me, neither of us moving as our bodies adjusted to being one again. The silence in the room was heavy with a month’s worth of longing. Then, Alex shifted, beginning a slow, thrust that made me gasp as he sank even deeper into my heat.

I had my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, desperate to keep him close, but the angle wasn’t deep enough for the hunger he had. Alex grunted, gently unhooking my legs from his back and draping them over his broad shoulders. He pinned my knees down near my head, opening me up completely, leaving nothing hidden.

He began to pound into me, slowly at first, testing the depth, his eyes locked onto mine. With every hard thrust, he hit every sensitive, hidden nerve inside me. I let out a long, shaky moan, my head tossing against the pillow. Suddenly, he bucked his hips, slammed deep inside me three times in sharp, sudden bursts that made my breath hitch in a heavy sob.

"Yes... oh god, Alex... right there!" I cried out, my voice cracking.

Alex didn’t stop. While he kept up that punishing, deep rhythm, he reached down with one hand and grabbed the vibrator from the sheets. He pressed the humming head against my cock, the dual sensation of him filling me from behind and the vibration buzzing against my front sending my senses into a tailspin.

He was relentless. As he pounded into me, he rolled the vibrator up my chest, teasing my nipples until they were hard, before dragging it back down to the head of my cock. The friction and the constant, deep pounding made me shake uncontrollably.

"Fuck me, Daddy! Yes, right there... fuck me good!" I screamed, my fingers digging into the mattress as he drove himself into me with everything he had.

The moans filling the room were deafening. We didn’t care who heard us; in this moment, the rest of the world didn’t exist. Alex was moaning just as loudly as I was, his voice a low, gravelly rumble of pure pleasure.

"Yes, baby... give me those hips," Alex groaned, as he picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster and more desperate. "Give it all to me, Alis. You’re mine... Fuck baby."

"I’m yours," I sobbed, matching his pace, my hips rising to meet every devastating thrust. "I’m yours, Alex! Don’t stop... please, don’t ever stop!"

Alex leaned down, his chest slick with sweat, his voice a dark, rough tone in my ear. "I like it more, Alis... baby, you’re so sweet. You’re so fucking sweet for me. Yes, baby, keep moving that way. Keep moving just like that."

The praise sent a new surge of heat straight to my core. I moved my back, my fingers digging into his triceps as he drove into me. "Faster, baby... faster!" I cried out, the sound echoing off the walls. "Give me deeper! Harder, Alex! Harder... Harder, baby, go deeper!"

Alex groaned, the sound vibrating through my bones. He finally dropped the vibrator onto the sheets, needing both hands for what was coming. He reached down, his fingers wrapping around my cock, jacking me off in perfect synchronization with every heavy, bottoming-out thrust.

"Yes, baby... right there," he growled, his pace becoming relentless.

The dual sensation was too much. I was seeing stars, my entire body winding up like a tight spring. I could feel the pressure building, that his release was about to break inside me.

"Baby, I’m gonna come!" I gasped, my legs trembling as I spread it wide. "Baby, yeah... fuck! Yeah, fuck... yeah, baby! I’m close!"

"Come for me, Alis," Alex said, his thrusts turning into short, powerful stabs that hit my sweet spot over and over. "Come for your husband. Give it all to me!"

I let out a broken, high-pitched cry, my vision going blurry as I finally shattered. I came hard, my fluids coating his hand and my own stomach, while inside, I felt the rhythmic, hot pulses of his own release as he followed me over the edge, filling me one last time.

We kept shaking together, our bodies locked in a desperate rhythm. I gripped his waist with everything I had, pulling him deeper, anchoring him as he emptied himself inside me. He slammed into me with every ounce of his strength, ensuring every single drop filled me up until I felt like I was overflowing.

"Yeah, fuck... yeah, baby," he growled, his voice a raw, breathless wreck. "Oh, fuck, baby... yeah!"

He gave one final, powerful Slam that seemed to reach my very soul, his body tensing as the last of his heat flooded into me. I felt the weight of him, the absolute solid reality of him, and I actually clapped my hands against his back in a delirious, joyful celebration of finally being home. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

After he emptied every drop, I pulled him down toward me, wrapping my arms around his neck and capturing his lips in a deep kiss.

I kissed him with a fierce, hungry passion. He continued to twitch and move slowly inside me, our bodies trying to process the intensity.

"I love it," I moaned against his mouth. "Thank you, baby. I love the way you take me. Thank you so much for coming back for me."

"I love you so much, Alis," Alex murmured, his forehead resting against mine as his breathing began to even out.

"I love you so much, Alex," I replied, pulling him back into a deep kiss.

We stayed like that for a long time, our tongues tangling, tasting each other’s saliva, and sharing the same air. We were both still vibrating from the aftershocks, our hearts hammering in a synchronized beat, until the adrenaline finally began to fade and we calmed down into a peaceful, tangled heap on the sheets.

After a while, I looked up at him, my head resting on his shoulder. "Daddy, I’m hungry," I whispered.

"Is it for more sex?" Alex asked, a teasing glint in his dark eyes.

"Stop!" I laughed, reaching out to smack his chest. "I’m for real. I want real food."

Alex chuckled, pulling me closer. "Okay, okay. I’ll tell the maid to prepare something light for you. Maybe some cereal or a snack?"

I pouted like a child, looking at him with puppy-dog eyes. "No... I want you to cook for me."

Alex groaned playfully, but he was already smiling. "Fine. What do you want? Tell me what you’re craving and I’ll make it."

"Anything," I said, snuggling back into him. "As long as you make it."

"Alright," Alex said, kissing the top of my head. "Let’s shower first, find something comfortable to wear, then we’ll go downstairs and I’ll prepare something for you. But remember, it has to be light since it’s late."

"Okay, Daddy," I chirped.

And that was just who he was.

No matter how tired Alex is, no matter what time it is, if I want something, he’ll do it for me. That’s why I love my man so much, I wouldn’t trade him for anything in this world. He is my joy, my life, and everything I’ve ever dreamed of. He was my first, and he’s the best man for me, just as I am his first, and the only one for him.

After a while...