Chapter 217
d as a sudden, sharp wave of pleasure rippled through my lower stomach. I clamped my legs tighter around his waist, grinding my clit against his thick pubic bone with every downward drop. The friction was unbearable.
​But Leonard wanted more.
​He suddenly stopped his movements, making me let out a needy cry at the stillness. Without breaking the connection, he swam us toward the shallow end, his powerful legs moving through the water easily while keeping me pinned to his waist. He hauled us to the edge of the pool where the water only came up to my waist.
​”Turn around,” he commanded, his voice thick with absolute authority.
​He lifted me off him, and the sudden emptiness made my pussy twitch and gush with wetness. He spun me around and made me stand up, forcing me to lean forward. I placed my hands flat against the cold, tiled floor of the pool deck, bending over completely with my ass thrust high in the air. The water lapped lazily at my thighs, but the top half of my body was completely bare to the warm afternoon air.
​Leonard stepped up behind me like a beast mounting its prey. His massive, heavy body pressed flat against my back, his wet chest dripping water down my spine.
​He didn’t ease his way back in. He gripped my hips with an iron hold, lined his thick head up with my dripping hole, and slammed back into me from behind with a single, savage thrust.
​”Oh my god—Leonard!” I shrieked, my fingers clawing at the tiled floor for grip.
​This angle was completely filthy. My pussy was covered in water, making every deep stroke slide in and out with loud, wet, squelching sounds that filled the quiet room. He was railing me mercilessly, his heavy balls smacking against my clit with every single punch of his hips.
​He leaned over my back, his mouth attacking my neck. He kissed me fiercely, biting and sucking on my skin, leaving dark red marks to claim my body as his own. At the same time, his large hand reached under my stomach, his long fingers finding my swollen nipples and pulling on them hard, twisting the sensitive peaks until I was sobbing his name into the tiled floor.
​”I love you,” Leonard growled in my ear, his voice sounding completely unhinged with possession. He pulled my hair back, forcing my head up so he could see my face in the glass reflection. “You’re mine today, Scarlett. Mine.”
​”Yes! Fuck, Leonard, yours!” I screamed, completely lost to the pleasure.
​He didn’t show me any mercy. He kept slamming into me from behind, his long, heavy strokes battering my cervix until my legs began to shake violently. The pleasure built up like it was about to explode… it was too hot, too intense to handle. My inner walls spasmed, tightening around his thick cock as a violent orgasm ripped through me, forcing me to gush all over his shaft.
​But Leonard wasn’t done yet. His hunger was too deep, fueled by a year of thinking he had lost me forever.
​Before my body could even finish shaking from the climax, he pulled his dripping cock out of my pussy. I whimpered at the loss, but he immediately grabbed my arm, hauling me completely out of the water. He threw me onto the smooth, wet tiled floor right by the edge of the pool, forcing me flat onto my back.
​He dropped to his knees between my spread thighs. He lifted my legs, pinning my knees all the way back against my chest so my swollen, dripping pussy was completely exposed to his gaze.
​”Look at what you do to me,” Leonard muttered, his eyes locked onto my dripping wetness.
​Without another word, he drove his massive cock back inside me from above, using his entire body weight to pin me down against the floor.
​”Ah!” I cried out, my back arching off the cold tiles.
​This third style was completely raw. Every time he thrust down, his thick shaft slid so deep inside me that it felt like he was touching my very soul. The hard tiles beneath my back contrasted wildly with the blistering heat of his skin. He held my wrists pinned to the floor above my head, his hips moving in a fast, merciless, grinding rhythm that didn’t give me a single second to breathe.
​”Say it, Scar,” Leonard groaned, his face twisted in a mask of pure ecstasy as his cock throbbed angrily inside my tight hole. “Who fucks you better? Who owns this body?”
​”You,” I cried, my voice raw as another orgasm began to claw at my stomach. I looked up into his glowing, golden eyes, completely consumed by the Alpha’s power. “It’s you, Leonard! You!”
​I didn’t know if I was lying or telling the truth.
​Hearing those words from my lips broke his last shred of control. Leonard let out a loud, animalistic roar, his muscles locking up as he slammed himself to the hilt inside me one last time. He buried his face in my neck, his whole body shaking violently as he came hard, flooding my deep womb with thick, burning spurts of his hot seed. He kept pumping his hips, grinding himself against my clit until every single drop was trapped deep inside me.