The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

I hesitantly took his massive length in my hand, biting my lips as I explored the velvety skin. The veins in his girth were hard. It was easy to trace them with my fingers. I bent down and decided to trace them with my tongue. He was huge, just like they were saying when we were around the pool table. I think it was at least as long as my face, if not longer. The distance my head moved to lick from his base to his tip was great. I sucked on his tip, getting my mouth used to his big girth. My tongue danced around the slit of his dick, and I moaned, tasting the beads of moisture leaking out. "That's it, baby," Darren softly thrust his hips up, moving gently inside my mouth. His hands pulled my hair away from my face, gripping it with the band of my mask so it didn't fall off as my head bobbed up and down. "Does that dick taste good?"

"Mmh, so good," I moaned, licking the saliva off my lips, then sucking him back in.

"Come here," he groaned. He grabbed one of my legs and laid back, moving my body so my pussy was hovering over his face. When he wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled my hot center to his lips, I cried out from the pleasure that shot through to my core. He spread my ass cheeks apart, devouring me with those thick lips and long tongue.

"You're dripping," he moaned, then started to lap at me again.

Is it supposed to feel this good?

My hips started to move on their own. I was rocking against his face, whimpering with his dick deep in my mouth. I was squeezing his balls just like the script said. The distance between my hands and my mouth was too great, so I did the last part that was requested from Mr. Smith. I took Darren as far down my throat as I could, fighting back tears as I swallowed around him.

"Fuck, yes," Darren groaned, bucking his hips. His mouth was going crazy on my pussy, his tongue and teeth teasing my clit until I felt this tightening in my belly that was foreign to me.

When I came, my throat tightened around his already pulsing dick, causing him to shoot his load down, making me choke. Tears were streaming behind my mask, making the fabric stick to my face. Saliva and his cum dripped from my mouth as I coughed and groaned. "Come here," Darren growled, rolling my limp body off his and flipping around to kiss the parts of my face that were exposed. Lastly, he kissed my mouth, still a mess from what he did to me. "Fuck, baby. No one has ever taken all of my dick in their mouth like that." I let out a broken laugh. "I did it," I said proudly.

"Like a fucking star," he praised me, kissing my mess of a mouth.

I laid back and relaxed, catching my breath, while he slid down my body and ate me out again, this time so the camera could fully see. It didn't take me long to come undone again. I was amazed. I didn't think I would be about to climax. Not while still mated. I wasn't having any problems at all. Everything was amazing. This was the best I had ever felt.

Darren took a vibrator and got my pussy sopping wet. The vibrator's sounds mixing with the wetness of me filled the room along with my cries of pleasure. I could hear some of the men on the screen grouting and moaning, but I kept my focus on Darren and what he was doing to me. Darren had a condom in his hand, biting the foil packet and opening it with his teeth while he stared down at me. I watched with amazement as he rolled it onto himself. The latex looked ready to snap. I couldn't get pregnant anyway, still mated to Cameron, and being a werewolf, diseases weren't an issue. Condoms must be the norm in this business, so I didn't say anything. I just watched as he readied himself.

"Your pussy got so wet for me," Darren groaned, moving his dick between my folds.

"Just for you," I whispered, biting the tip of my tongue and rolling my body to grind against him.

When he slid into me, my legs shook from the sensation of him stretching my walls. I could feel him everywhere. He started out slowly, but as my body got used to his, his thrusts became more forceful. He had my legs wrapped around his neck, plowing into me like a jackhammer. My screams were raw. Feral. Everything felt so good.

He flipped us over, and I rode a man for the first time in my life. I loved it. I loved having that control. He was tearing away the bra and the tights as I rocked my body into him, chasing that delicious sensation and making myself cum. I rode him backward, the camera focused on just me as I continued to chase my pleasure. Seeing the men on the screen all pleasuring themselves while watching me turned me on even more. I was squeezing my breasts, twisting my nipples, demanding Darren thrust harder and harder. When he spread my legs wide with his dick deep inside me and brought the vibrator to my clit, I squirted all over the purple velvet of the bed. It scared the shit out of me, but the sensation was phenomenal. The release was so much different than before.

"Fuck, yes," Darren threw the vibrator to the side and used his fingers to vigorously rub my clit, making moisture go everywhere. "This pussy is mine."

"Yours," I agreed mindlessly, so lost in the moment.

He snarled, sounding ferocious, flipping me over and slamming back into me from behind. He had my arms twisted behind my back, grinding his dick in fast, hard circles. I was screaming against the mattress, rotating my hips with him. I loved it. Every second of his feral passion. "Back it up, baby," he husked with raw aggression. "Ride that dick. Ride my fucking dick. Whose pussy is this," he spanked my ass. "Whose fucking pussy is this?"

"Yours," I cried. My mask was barely on my face. If I turned my head at all it would fall off. I didn't care. I was content having my face smothered into the mattress as long as he kept hitting that painfully sweet spot inside of me.

"Fuck. Your pussy is so sweet. Ride this dick with that sweet pussy."

His dirty talk was pulling at something inside of me. I was almost there. So close to my fourth, fifth, tenth, however many orgasms I have had by now. I've lost count, but I know that this one is about to be big.

Right as I'm coming undone, screaming into the bed as my legs quiver and shake, a horribly familiar growl echoed in my head. The snarling was vehement. The pain in the sound was unmistakable.

Cameron felt it. He felt the whole thing. I was so lost in Darren that I didn't have the block in place. Or maybe Cortina let him in just so I could feel the satisfaction of knowing he was in pain. Either way, I consciously put the block back up and shut him out. Cortina retreated back with bittersweet emotions. When I focused on what was happening in the room now, I realized Darren was no longer pumping into me. He was shooting his load all over my ass and my back, just like Mr. Smith had requested.

When he was finished, smacking my ass with his dick a few times to be sure, he leaned over me and helped to gently put the mask back in place. I smiled gratefully at him.

"That was amazing," I said in a daze when he pulled me into his lap between his legs.

"We should make this a regular thing," he chuckled, cupping my face against the tear-stained mask and gently kissing my lips. I could feel his cum dripping down my back and onto his legs, but neither of us cared.

I had sex for the first time of my choosing and it was incredible. I felt so empowered over my body. I was now basking in the afterglow for the first time ever. Darren was tenderly rough, just as promised, and I loved every minute of it.

It's strange how much I loved it. I shouldn't have been able to enjoy it like that while being mated.

"Sensational," Mr. Smith whispered. I turned to look at the screen and he was wiping his seed off his member. Some of the men around him were doing the same, or something similar, and some even had women there they were now fucking. It was a wild scene. I felt like I was the one watching porn now. "It was worth every euro sent. I don't think we have ever bought a more invigorating hour. Before I book the two of you again, I have one last request."

"And what is that?" Darren asked, his eyes on the screen but his mouth grazing against my neck, right over my mark. I smiled at not feeling any trace of the bond from the touch. I know Cameron felt this, but I didn't feel him at all anymore. It was so freeing.

"The mask," Mr. Smith grinned. "Remove it and I will double the pay."

Darren chuckled, his bulky chest vibrating against my back. "What do you think, my masked lady? Can money get you to take that thing off?"

"Not a chance," I giggled. "Goodnight Mr. Smith," I said, then crawled off the bed, dragging my limp body to the bathroom so I could shower before heading back upstairs.