Rejected, Abused, I Fall for the Forbidden Alpha (by Riley Scott) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

She nods, her back still towards him. Her body is shaking, quivering. I’m impressed by this man’s

stamina. Either that or this isn’t the first time he’s taken her.

“Fuck,” the man moans, “I can’t hold off much longer.”

He slides out of her as she lets out a whine of disappointment. He roughly turns her and forces her onto her knees. She looks bewildered. He pushes his cock at her mouth, and understanding dawns on her. His hands grip each side of her head as she tentatively parts her mouth. He’s brutal, shoving inside her mouth and pushing down her throat as she gags. He fucks her mouth, his hips thrusting back and forth as she whimpers.

“Take my fucking seed, you little bitch,” he pants.

Her hands hold onto his thighs as she balances. She tries to pull away but he’s not having it. He keeps her still, using the force of his hands. She’s forced to remain there. His grunts grow louder as he gets closer to his release. Suddenly, he lets out a long groan of pleasure, thrusting into her hard, shoving it deep into her throat and ejaculates, spilling his seed inside her as she gags, refusing to move until she swallows each and every drop of it. He pulls out, tucking his cock back into his pants as she wipes her

mouth with the back of her hand.

“You’re a nice fuck,” the man growls, “we should do this again sometime.”

I begin to tiptoe back towards the stairs. I can hear Marissa’s voice. “I might be willing to, providing you don’t do that to me again,” she growled.

“Just go,” Marissa pleads, her voice rising slightly.

“Sure, thing, doll face. The next time you need a fuck, don’t hesitate to call on me. I’m more than willing to fuck that tight little pussy of yours again,” he says calmly, his voice fading slightly.

I quickly turn and pad up the stairs. The man comes out from under the stairs, adjusting his belt and whistling softly beneath his breath. I don’t see his face as he moves in the opposite direction. A minute later, Marissa stumbles out, looking out of breath. She’s a mess. Her negligee is barely hanging on by a strap; her hair looks like somebody shook the hell out of her, and her makeup is smeared. She looks like a hooker. I quickly go around the corner and make my way back to the bedroom, climbing into bed and feigning sleep. Minutes later, the door creaked open and Marissa stumbled inside.

“Who the fuck does he think he is, rejecting me like that,” she vented, “treating me like I’m some sort of disgusting piece of trash. At least I got a good fuck tonight. He couldn’t get enough of me, unlike Hades,” she snarled, “I’m going to make Hades fall for me if it’s the last thing I do. Fucking bastard, treating me like some damn tramp, like he’s holier than thou. Just because he’s an Alpha,” she hissed.

So, Hades had rejected her tonight, and Marissa had fucked another man out of anger. Interesting. She got ready for bed, unaware I had just seen everything. Now I had something on her, which could prove invaluable in the future, but right now I was going to keep my cards close to my chest.