Third Person
Alpha Barrett tugged on his c**k before stepping closer to Madison’s core as she sat on the edge of his desk with her legs open to him. She moaned, gripping his shoulders as he rubbed the head between her folds, coating himself in her wetness.
“f**k, baby girl,” he groaned, probing her entrance. Without mercy, the alpha slammed into her.
Madison cried out, her hands tangled in his hair as she tried to breathe through the uncomfortable stretch. The alpha grabbed the nape of her neck, resting his forehead against hers, taking a moment to settle his racing heart.
Her chest heaved. “f**k,” she exhaled as the sting subsided. She knew the first time would hurt, but never expected it to feel like that.
Alpha Barrett wrapped her legs around him and, without losing contact, picked
