A Beast

"Aaahhh, please ... spare me, this is too much ... I can't have any more".

Exhausted, I try to move away from this apparent insatiable man. We've been having sex for several hours now, I'm sure my pussy is torn out. I'm totally spent. Like an animal, he has taken me over and over again, in every conceivable way. Not that I minded, on the contrary, I enjoyed it and did my part.

But now I have had several orgasms, I can hardly feel my legs under me. And just when I thought he had had enough, it turned out to be the opposite. This man is a real beast in bed, taking me in all imaginable positions. After each of his climaxes, he just cleans me up and starts all over again.

And now the Alpha turns me over on my stomach and lifts my ass.

This is probably his favorite pose. And then he fills me hard while grabbing my boobs from behind. My quivering walls cling to his pole, and once again my pleasure flares up. I start to tremble uncontrollably, his body constantly slapping against mine driving me crazy. I lift my ass higher so he can go deeper into me, to take it all from him.

"'Goodness, please ... don't pull it out ... I need it ... go faster," I exhale breathlessly as the burning desire in my cunt reaches its peak. Forgotten is my earlier plea to be released.

"One more time, my love. You feel so good, my beast and I can't get enough of you. Cum for me one last time and we are done," he promises, shuddering, pumping in and out of me.

I don't know how he did this but soon I feel the fiery ball in my stomach slowly descend to my core. It leaves me breathless as I wait for the familiar glory to reward me. Yes, this is beyond anything I have ever experienced, I have never felt so complete.

"Yes, baby. Let it go, come for me ... Goddess, I'm coming too ... my mate," the Alpha cries behind me. And then I feel his seed shoot into me again, overflowing my pussy and dripping onto the bed. My throat is hoarse, no sound comes out any longer. He holds me by the hips as his cock jerks deep inside me.

And then we fall on the bed panting from this overwhelming orgasm. The Alpha turns me over and holds me close to his chest.

Helpless, I let it all happen, my face now on his upper arm. He caresses my hair as he lifts my face to his.

"This is the best sex I've ever had. You are human, so I had to restrain myself a lot but we will work on your physical condition. I really need more of you next time, my love," he whispers. "I am an Alpha. My appetite and stamina are high, as is my sex drive. And you feel amazing." As I nod, my eyes drop and soon I am lulled into a deep sleep.

Blinking my eyes, I wake up a few hours later.

First I look around; I need to get my bearings in this new environment. This isn't Clyde and I's bedroom, I'm sure. Then I turn my head and to my horror, I see the man I met at the cocktail party a few hours ago lying next to me.

Holy cow, how did this happen?

This is just not me! I am not a fan of casual sex; Clyde was my first. And I wanted to keep it that way. But look where I am now. Tears of self-pity roll down my face. I have betrayed the man of my heart, he doesn't deserve this. What I know for sure is that I love Clyde, not the usual infatuation, but that deep connection that a person can only experience with their soul mate.

And then I think back to the Alpha's formidable aura that had me completely in its power.

It froze my sober mind as if I were in a temporary bubble of sex. Now that I am awake and reality has set in, I can clearly assess the situation. I am currently engaged in a one-night stand with a stranger while my fiancé waits for me at home.

Goodness, what explanation can I offer Clyde for my absence?

Carefully, I pull away from the man and try to stand next to the bed.

And then I noticed the unsteady feeling between my legs, I staggered, but just saved myself from a nasty fall by grabbing a chair for support.

And then all the memories of the hours of sex come back to me, this Alpha has ruined me. I stifle a sob as I think about how I actively participated and even encouraged him in this mess. Am I a whore? Should I tell Clyde about this adventure? God, I don't want to lose my fiancée, and I certainly don't want to disappoint him.

Somehow I managed to stand upright.

After balancing a few times and regaining my posture, I looked around for some clothes to cover myself with. Then I see my dress on the floor next to the bed; I grab it and pull it over my head. My underwear is nowhere to be seen, so I decide to leave without it.

Also, my bag is not here and now I remember that I didn't have it with me when we left the main room of the villa. I tiptoe to the door and slip out. I leave it ajar, afraid the lock will wake the Alpha.

Then I ran to the elevator.

Once on the first floor, I walk through the lobby with my head up and out of the apartment complex. On the street, I stopped a taxi and sent it to the address of the mansion. Arriving home, I asked the butler to pay the driver and then ran to my bedroom.

To my great relief, Clyde is not home yet.

Quickly I run into the bathroom and fill the tub with slightly warmer water than I'm used to. I want to prevent Clyde from smelling another man with me; he has such a keen sense of smell that never ceases to surprise me.

A generous splash of bath salts and a vigorous scrubbing and I think I have gotten rid of all the remnants of my wild night with the Alpha.

Just to be sure, I lubricate myself completely with scented body lotion before disappearing under the covers to continue my beauty sleep. ...