ALARIC POV
My hand tangled firmly in her hair, and a growl left my chest. Her small moans sent jolts of electricity straight to my cock, and I was fucking hard already. I had to do all I could to keep my control.
I added another finger to the one peppering her entrance while my thumb found the soft node of her clit, rubbing against it lightly, delicately, but with just enough force to make her eyes glisten with moisture.
"Oh, Alaric," She said in a trembling voice. "Ah..."
"I want to hear you say my name like you can't breathe without it," I said, more like a warning, before I intensified my strokes against her wetness, rubbing her clit and sliding up and down her slit faster.
"Alaric... Alaric..." She shuddered, her knees almost buckling beneath her, but I held her firmly, refusing her to fall. "Please, don't stop," she almost yelled as her body tensed.
