Charlie's POV*

Warning: Sexual content, the spicy kind, bring extra panties, turn the brightness down, and make sure you don't have anyone around.

Presley's hungry lips attacked mine as soon as we got into our room. My trembling hands didn't know where to go, to his pants, shirt? My thoughts were too erratic to think about anything other than wanting him inside of me. Our movements were almost animalistic; we didn't give ourselves time to breathe.

I wanted him.

I managed to somehow get his pants down to his knees. "On your knees." He pulled my hair, exposing my neck to him. I met his bright green eyes, melting under his burning gaze. Presley's sultry breath tickled my neck, causing my cock to throb.

Doing as he commanded, I dropped down onto my knees. Looking up at him with a smirk on my lips. Waiting for his next order, I met his burning gaze.

"What are you waiting for?" Presley's pheromones burned my nose, causing slick to pool at my entrance. My chest heaved, and I bit down on my bottom lip, looking down at his throbbing cock and then back to his eyes. "Suck it." He laced his hand in my hair, pulling my face closer to his dick.

I let out a little giggle, grabbing onto his hard-on. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock, running my tongue down his slit. Presley hissed in pleasure, tilting his head back against the door with a small thud. I put my other hand on his thigh, feeling his muscles tense under my cool touch. I smirked, pulling my lips from around the tip of his cock. I trailed my tongue down the underside of his cock to his balls.

Presley's fingers tightened in my hair when I took one of his balls into my mouth. He let out a low growl, almost making me cum from the sound of his pleasure. I played with his sack for a couple of moments, teasing him, keeping him from what he really wanted. I could tell by the way his grip on my hair got tighter, and his muscles tensed under my fingertips.

"Jesus, fucking suck my cock already. Stop teasing me, you little minx." Presley tugged my hair again, placing the tip of his leaking cock on my lips. He put his hand over the hand that held onto his hard length, and he rubbed it against my lips.

We hadn't done something like this before, but I could tell this was going to be something I wouldn't mind doing often. I wanted him to dominate me like the alpha he was. After I had done too much teasing, Presley finally had gotten fed up. I opened my mouth, fully expecting him to shove his throbbing dick down my throat. I quickly removed my hand from his cock, placing it on his other thigh. Digging my nails into his skin.

My throat contracted around his cock, making him growl, and he started to thrust his hips at his own pace. He was dominating me, fucking my mouth, groaning in pure pleasure.

"Fuck." Presley's balls tightened, almost ready to cum. I pushed myself away from his cock, gasping for air. A small trail of my saliva dripped of the head of his cock, making my hole clench in excitement.

"Fuck me." I wiped at the corners of my mouth. My voice was raspy and strained but in the best way.

Presley roughly pulled me up from my knees, and his cock bobbed in excitement. He picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck, holding myself up. He buried his face into my neck, breathing in my scent. Goose bumps rose on my skin, enjoying the thrill of the moment. My alpha teased my entrance, playing around with me, making me let out a whine of wanting. I could feel him smirk on my neck. He playfully bit where his mark rested on my skin I moved my hips slightly as if to command him to fuck me.

I was so wet, so ready for him to fuck my brains out.

"You're soaking wet," Presley's husky voice breathed into my ear, making me shiver in delight. "Your slick is dripping onto my cock. Your hole is so thirsty for me, baby." His raspy voice in my ear almost caused me to cum.

He teased my hole some more before he finally slipped the head of his dick inside of me, making me let out a groan of pleasure. I dug my nails into his back, throwing my head back in pleasure. I clenched down onto him tightly, my way of claiming him as mine. Presley responded by biting down on my neck, nipping, and sucking at the skin. Marking me as his once again. He held onto me tightly yet gingerly as he pushed the rest of his throbbing cock inside of me.

"Fuck." Presley breathed out, turning us around and pushing me up against a wall. He began to thrust inside of me, making me tighten my grip on his hips with my legs. His fingers dug into the soft skin of my ass, spreading my cheeks apart, intensifying the feeling of pleasure for me. "You're mine." His hot gaze met my half-lidded eyes. I let out a small mewl. "Tell me I'm yours." He commanded with another deep thrust.

"You're mine, and you'll always be mine." I managed to choke out as he repeatedly hit my prostate.

Presley carried me over to my bed, keeping himself inside of me. He turned around, sitting down on the bed. I was now sitting on his lap, and I looked at him curiously. His hips halted and a smirk formed on his lips.

He leaned forward, his hot breath tickling my ear. "Ride me." He commanded, making me suck in a deep breath of air.

I adjusted myself onto my knees, our chests flushed together, and he moved his hands to my hips, helping me lift myself up. My legs were shaky from the pleasure I was experiencing, but I couldn't hold myself back from letting out a loud moan.

In the back of my head, I had to remind myself that my family could probably hear me. But rationality was long gone. I circled my hips around, taking a deep breath, feeling his cock hit the walls of my ass.

"Goddes, you feel so good, baby." His adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed. Presley leaned back, grabbing one of the pillows beside my headboard, putting it under his head so he could watch me.

I bit down on my lips, putting my hands on his chest to keep my balance. Presley put his hands on my hips once more, helping me move them up and down on him. My breathing became labored, and I could feel my cheeks heat up.

"Good boy," Presley praised me, making that wonderful, blissful feeling bubble up in my stomach. "Cum for me, baby." He wrapped one of his hands around my leaking cock.

"Presley," I panted out, leaning down to kiss him.

My alpha hungrily attacked my lips, quickly overtaking me. His tongue explored my mouth, running on the roof of my mouth, making my insides tingle all the more. Presley's hand quickened, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.

"Cum for me." He commanded against my lips. This time I obliged, releasing myself over both of our stomachs.

"Presley," I cried out in pleasure, slowing my pace down.

"Good boy." He praised again.

I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me, almost ready for him to spill his seed. He gently flipped us over, slowly thrusting himself into me at an even pace.

"You feel so good." Presley's husky voice responded. "I can't wait until you're carrying our children." He leaned down, kissing my throat, grazing my mark. I clenched down on him. This made him let out an almost beastly growl.

I felt his knot build up, and then he came inside of me, letting the knot block the cum from escaping out of me.

"Fuck," Presley grunted, nipping at his mark. His breathing was labored just as mine was.

Presley's knot didn't last as previous ones had, he pulled out of me, and I could feel some of his cum running down my cheeks. He got out of the bed, making me let out a sound of displeasure. I wanted him to pull me to his chest, and I wanted to sleep in his strong, protective arms. "Just one second, angel." He responded, pulling on his boxers. Presley exited the room for a couple of minutes, coming back with a wet towel and a couple of bottles of water.

My cheeks heated up, hoping that my papa and my brother hadn't seen him. I know they were both alpha's and probably knew what had happened, but it still was embarrassing nonetheless.

He approached the bed, setting the bottles of water on my nightstand. He then began to clean the cum off of my chest, then he began to clean my asshole, scrubbing the cum that had started to run down my ass cheeks. He was so gentle with me, making me fall in love with him even more than I already had.

I looked at my left hand, the ring that we had pried off of my brother's hand earlier in the day. It was almost just as comical watching the pack doctor trying to get the ring off without damaging it as it was with Presley proposing to me with the ring on my brother's hand. Presley put the rag inside of the laundry basket before crawling into the bed with me. He scooted himself up against the wall and pulled me to him.

"I love you, angel." He muttered against my lips.

I pecked his lips, "I love you." I responded.

— — —

I woke to Presley running his fingers through my hair. I inhaled a deep breath before opening my eyes. The sun was peeking through the windows, and my body felt refreshed from the sleep I had gotten.

"Good morning, baby." Presley's chest rumbled under my ear with his words.

I let out a big yawn, turning to nuzzle my face into my mate's chest, marking him further with my scent. "Good morning," I responded.

I began to twiddle with the ring on my finger with my thumb, turning it around. My mind absent-mindedly reminded me of the foreign object.

"That really happened yesterday," I mumbled to myself.

"Hmm?" Presley hummed.

"You really proposed to me." I giggled.

"I did." He looked down, meeting my eyes, a small genuine smile on his lips.

It almost felt like a dream last night. From the time that he proposed to me to the end of the night when he made love to me. All of the worrying thoughts I had carried about Mateo had escaped my mind. Everything was about Presley again, just as it should be.

Presley and I got out of bed, and I stretched like a cat pulling on one of my loose t-shirts and underwear. Presley pulled on my hips, pressing his already hard cock, against my ass.

"You look so fucking cute." Presley bit down on the lobe of my ear teasingly.

"We need to shower." I leaned my head back, letting him dip his hand inside my underwear.

"We can do both," he responded, grasping his hand around my semi-hard cock. I let out a strained moan.

"But my parents–" I responded.

"You'll just have to be quiet, won't you?" He responded, licking my jugular, making my muscles tense up in pleasure.

"Yes." I panted out, my dick hardened in his hand, leaking into the palm of his hand.

"Ah– ah, that wasn't quiet." His deep voice responded. Slick pooled at my entrance, much as it had yesterday. Presley pulled his hand away from my cock, and he pulled it out of my pants. He patted my ass two times. "I'll meet you in the bathroom, be a good boy, no touching yourself."

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