Chained to the Enemy Alpha

Lily's back arched as waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Zayn's tongue moved expertly. He licked her most sensitive spot, making her crave him even more than before. Though she could not speak, their minds were linked. She called out to him.

'Zayn… I'm going to…'

He felt her thighs tremble, her inner walls clenching around his fingers as he thrust them deeper. Just as she was about to reach her peak, he pulled back, removing his fingers.

Lily whimpered at the sudden loss of contact, her hips bucking upward, seeking more. Zayn's eyes darkened with lust as he watched her desperation. He quickly stood and stripped off his pants. His cock was hard and thick.

Inviting. Enticing.

"Show me how much you want me," he commanded.

Without hesitation, Lily sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, feeling it pulse beneath her touch. She stroked him slowly at first, her eyes locked with his as she leaned forward.

First, she stuck out her tongue. Without breaking eye contact, she licked his cock from base to tip, making sure to swirl her tongue as she went. She felt every bulging vein beneath her tongue.

When she reached his tip, she took him into her mouth.

Zayn groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair. "Fuck, Lily."

Encouraged by his reaction, she took more of him, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked. Her tongue swirled around his tip before she took him deeper. Zayn's breath hitched as he watched her take nearly his entire length, her throat relaxing to accommodate him.

"That's it," he praised, his voice strained. "Just like that."

Lily quickened her pace, one hand working the base of his shaft while her mouth focused on the tip. She could taste the salty drops of pre-cum on her tongue. She licked them off hungrily. Zayn's grip on her hair tightened, his hips starting to thrust gently into her mouth.

Just as he felt the familiar tightening in his balls, Lily pulled back with a cheeky smile, a drop of his precum glistening on her bottom lip.

"Teasing me?" Zayn bent down, grabbing her chin between his thumb and forefinger. He wiped the drop of cum from her lip with his thumb. "Two can play that game."

He sat down on the edge of the bed, his cock standing proudly erect. "We're going to try something new," he said, patting his thighs.

Understanding dawned on Lily's face. She climbed onto his lap, her knees on either side of his hips. Zayn gripped her waist, helping her position herself above him.

"Take it slow," he instructed, his eyes never leaving hers.

Lily nodded. She reached between her thighs to guide his cock into her entrance. She slowly sank down, taking him inch by inch. The stretch was intense, more so than their previous encounters. Zayn filled her completely in this position.

She wrapped her arms around his neck for support, gasping as she took more of him. When she finally had his entire length inside her, she paused, adjusting to the fullness.

"You feel so tight like this," Zayn groaned, his fingers digging into her hips. "So perfect."

He pressed his mouth around her hard, erect nipple, licking it voraciously.

Lily began to move, lifting herself slightly before sinking back down. The friction was delicious, sending sparks of pleasure up her spine. Zayn guided her movements, helping her find a rhythm.

As their pace quickened, Zayn captured her lips in a hungry kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, mirroring the movements of their bodies. Lily moaned into the kiss, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Without warning, Zayn stood up, still buried deep inside her. Lily gasped, instinctively wrapping her legs tighter around his waist. He carried her across the room, never breaking their connection, until her back hit the cold wall.

"Hold on tight," he growled against her neck.

Lily clung to him as he began thrusting harder, deeper than before. The new angle allowed him to hit spots inside her that she never knew were there. She threw her head back against the wall, her mental voice crying out in ecstasy.

'Yes, Zayn! Don't stop!'

His thrusts became more powerful, more primal. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with their heavy breathing. Zayn's canines extended as his wolf pushed closer to the surface, wanting to claim his mate all over again.

He nibbled at the spot where her neck met her shoulder, right over the mate mark he'd given her. The sensation sent shivers down Lily's spine, but unlike before, she felt no fear—only desire. She tilted her head, as if she was offering it to him.

Zayn's eyes flashed with approval. A small smile formed on his face. He licked the mate mark, causing shivers to run down Lily's spine. She moaned, pressing herself against Zayn.

"You want me to bite you again?" he asked, his voice rough with lust.

Lily nodded eagerly, her inner walls clenching around him at the thought.

Without hesitation, Zayn sank his teeth into her flesh, reopening the mark. The sharp pain quickly transformed into pleasure as their bond flared to life. Energy pulsed between them, intensifying every sensation.

Lily's body convulsed as an intense orgasm surged through her. Her inner walls contracted rhythmically around Zayn's cock, squeezing him tightly. The sensation pushed him over the edge. With a final deep thrust, he cummed inside her. His hot seed filled her, trickling down her inner thigh.

Zayn didn't pull out despite his release. Both of them panted heavily, bodies intertwined. He licked the blood from the fresh wound on her neck. He sucked on the mark, licking it. The metallic taste of her blood mingled with the sweetness of her skin, creating an intoxicating combination.

Slowly, carefully, he carried her back to the bed. Their bodies were slick with sweat, hearts pounding in unison. As Zayn lay her down gently, he couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful she looked—flushed and satisfied, her hair splayed across the pillow like a golden halo.

He pulled out of her gently. The sensation made Lily quiver. She closed her thighs and turned to her side as Zayn collapsed in bed next to her. He pulled her in, holding her close to his chest. For several minutes, they lay in silence, catching their breath.

Zayn pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. The tenderness of the gesture wasn't lost on Lily. She snuggled closer, her hand resting over his heart.