Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate-Chapter 122: Faris And Ara

(NSFW Content Ahead)

Faris’s taut muscles relaxed under her soft touch and he groaned in pleasure her touch brought him. After the rough 24 hours they had, he needed to unwind.

Of all the women Faris had been with, Ara was his favourite. As open as their relationship was he knew she would always be his first choice.

Although they had promised each other that whoever would find their mate first, the other would accept the decision of walking away quietly. They didn’t want to repeat the episode of Kela and Siroos. Ara was nothing like Kela, she was meek and more down to earth. She only opened up with Faris as he made her feel alive.

Her hand slithered between them as she carefully undid his belt. Bringing her hands back up she let his beige chiton slip down from his broad shoulders. Unlike Siroos, Faris preferred wearing a knee-length chiton.

"Umm!" Faris mumbled as Ara’s soft touches lingered on his skin.

Snaking his hand in her luscious curls Faris brought her lips to his starved ones. Ara gasped in his mouth as he claimed them taking a nibble on her lower one. Her hands held onto his shoulders as Faris’s tongue nudged at her opening, her mouth partially opened and like a stealthy fox, he slipped inside her inviting cavity.

His tongue swiped the velvety softness while his hand roughly tugged at her hair. Ara’s body trembled from his gentleness and roughness which stimulated her at the same time.

Faris broke the kiss and asked with his chest heaving. His glowing ember-like eyes sparkled with carnal desires.

"Will you be a good girl?"

"Always," Ara whimpered, her hands glided over the smooth skin of his sandy-shaded chest.

"Get on your knees!" He ordered, fisting all of her hair and pushing them back from her face.

Goosebumps blanketed her dark skin as she snatched in a rugged breath and instantly obeyed him. Coming face to face with his erected shaft, standing to attention.

"Hands behind your back." His next command washed over her like a cold breeze and she clutched both her hands behind.

Faris tilted her chin with the tip of his pointer finger so she would innocently stare into his sultry eyes.

"You are so fucking beautiful with this warm mouth of yours, will you let me in?"

She could only nod, staring back at him with desires whorling through her. How she wished to be his and only his.

Faris smiled, his full lips tipping up, giving him that carefree boyish look which liquefied her bones, and she could feel the wetness between her legs.

"Open up." His hips thrust forward and his tip brushed her pink lips. She opened wide and took him inside as he slowly pushed past her soft skin. His thickness ground against her widened lips, the protruding veins were pressed the more he invaded her.

"Bless-O, Fuck!" Faris cursed at the velvety softness that welcomed his meaty stick. His eyes automatically closed as his head rolled back while he began to move. Every thrust inside her was met with the swipe of her tongue which intensified the pleasure.

The tears pooled in her beautiful eyes and trickled down her blown cheeks because of his girth.

"That’s my girl," he coyly whispered, his hips jerking forward, so warm that his balls tightened.

’How good it will feel to be his girl,’ Ara thought to herself as his cock touched the back of her throat and she choked.

Quickly Faris extracted himself, covered in her saliva. He pulled her up and had her flat against his chest.

"You alright? Did I hurt you?"

"No...!" She shook her head as Faris gently rubbed her back and placed a kiss on the side of her lips, trailing down to her long neck.

"It’s my turn to make you feel good," his words were like a cool breath on her starved skin as he pulled her dress down and exposed her perky breasts.

Greedily he swallowed her left nipple in his mouth while his hand slipped inside her undergarment and parted her innerfolds. She was soaking as his middle finger impaled her while his teeth grazed her pebbled top just shy of pain.

"Ssss! Faris!!!" She squealed, the pleasures whizzing through her, knees buckling. His finger curled inside as if he was hooking onto the pleasure spot, her toes bent inwards as he bit into her soft flesh.

"Ahhh! Take me," she begged as he extracted his finger and rammed it back inside her, coated with her slickness.

"With pleasure!" Faris repeated the same treatment on her other nipple until she could stand no more. Pulling her undergarment aside, Faris extracted his hand and straightened up with a small smirk.

She had indeed lifted his sour mood.

"Ready? My beautiful Ara," he asked, slipping his hands to her hips and squeezing them.

She nodded too drunk on the pleasures.

Faris lifted her from her soft bottom, she shackled her long legs against his slim waist and guided his dripping hard shaft inside her.

"Argh!" Her mouth flew open in a moan that built up in her throat from the sensation his hardness caused inside her softness.

"That’s it, take it like my good girl," he breathed into the side of her neck while slamming their bodies against the wall.

Their lips came crashing down against each other. Ara’s hands slipped into his brown hair while he supported her with one hand. The other went right beside her head, flat on the wall.

Faris began to push, hard. Ara held on as her body bounced and her breasts jiggled.

He grunted with every push; she was so soft, so addicting, as she threw her head back and moaned, breaking the kiss.

Faris placed the tip of his nose in the crook of her neck as he pleasured her. Their bodies heated up; her inner walls clamped against him and she soon milked him out.

Both of them came into each other’s arms and Ara slid down, unable to hold on. The orgasm had washed over her hard and fast, and tears leaked out of her eyes.

Her legs had gone numb.

He was quick to grab and steady her. Picking her up, Faris gently carried her to his bedding.

"Tonight, you sleep with me," he whispered, kissing the side of her eyes which were wet.

"Can’t we do that every night? Can’t I be yours?" She abruptly asked, unable to hold herself back.

Faris straightened up, propping himself on his arched arm to stare back at her saddened face.

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