His words excited me in a way that was impossible to describe. It was my first time being so intimate with anyone, my first time giving head, and now he was going to come in my mouth.

I had no idea what to expect, so when his sweet alpha nectar sprayed into my mouth, I felt like I’d been shot into the sunlight and clouds while being strapped to the world’s most powerful rocket.

“Fuck!” He groaned as his hips bucked forward and his warm cum shot into my mouth, coating my tongue and insides of my cheeks.

“Mmm,” I moaned as I swallowed eagerly. He tasted like he smelled—lime with a twist of ginger, and I couldn’t help but smile as his cum made its way down my throat.

So this is what it’s like!

His dick twitching in my mouth with every spurt of his juice was so hot—so alpha and masculine. All I could think of was that the real intent of that action was to pump me full of cum and put a baby in me. Impregnation. That was the purpose of what his body was doing.

Did he want that from me? A baby?

Questions raced through my brain as I swallowed and as he began to come down, my mind was absolutely racing. But I couldn’t help but smile as I slowly pulled his cock from my mouth and turned my head to look up at him.

I smiled, and as I did, a small pearl of his cum spilled out of my lips and landed on his lower abs.

“Oops!” I cried out. Leaning down, I extended my tongue and slowly lapped up the bit I had spilled. Looking straight into his eyes, I closed my mouth and swallowed.

“You are so hot,” he told me, filling me with pride. His cock was still hard in my hand and I stroked it ever so gently, knowing he was probably sensitive. And he was. His body jerked and his hips bucked back. But I held firm, clutching his gorgeous erection in my hand, relishing at the control I had over his body.

“S—sensitive!” he stammered as I circled the tip of his cock with my thumb.

“Yeah?” I asked, an impish smile on my lips.

“Yeah!” he gasped.

“Okay,” I grinned, slowing my hand on his sensitive unit. “Can I just say—you are fucking massive!”

Juan burst out laughing.

“Seriously!” I continued. “I’m surprised you never got into porn.”

“Who says I didn’t?” he asked.

I paused. “Wait, what?”

“Google me,” he said. “Tommy Salami. You’ll see a few results. Or I can give you a DVD if you want.”

I frowned up at him. Was he kidding me? Part of me could actually see him in a porn film—not that I thought he would be the kind to do one, but if he did, he’d be an absolute star. But after a moment, Juan’s lips twisted into a smile.

“You’re messing with me!” I cried out.

“You should have seen your face!” He laughed, grabbing me by the hair and pulling my lips to his. I thought he’d shy away from kissing me deeply, seeing as how I’d just sucked him off to completion, but to my delight, he didn’t even hesitate.

He kissed me, sucked my lower lip and plunged his tongue into my mouth. Closing my eyes, I gave myself over to him, feeling his cock, still hard, pressing between my thighs. I could feel the juices of my slick starting to run, and wanted nothing more than to take him inside of me, but I knew he was still too weak. He’d lost a lot of blood and was still wounded. No matter how much I wanted it, I’d have to wait.

“You taste so sweet,” I told him, unable to contain myself. I should probably have kept the sweet talk to a minimum, but it was impossible. I’d just given my first blowjob, tasted his cum, and I was beside myself.

“I came so much,” he laughed.

“You did! I thought I was going to drown!”

Juan kissed my forehead and pulled me down against his chest. I could feel his strong heartbeat pounding against my cheek. I knew it was an aftereffect from the blowjob I’d given him, and that just made me even more fuzzy inside than I already was.

“I need to sleep for two days straight,” he told me. “Because I need to fuck you, and I need to do it right.”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck, yeah,” he replied, gripping a fistful of my hair. “You don’t even know how badly I want to be inside you.”

I spoke hesitantly. I don’t know why, but I did. “So you—you want to get me pregnant?”

“Uh…duh?” he replied as though I’d just asked the world’s dumbest question. I shrunk into a little ball of happiness against him. “I want to put a baby in your belly and start my family with you.”

“That makes me…so happy,” I whispered.

“And you know what’s even crazier?”

“What?”

“Before I met you, I wasn’t really even looking for a mate,” he replied. “Or a family. I thought I was fine with things the way they were, but you know what?”

“What?” I relied, my voice barely audible. I was completely taken over by what he was telling me.

“I realized I was completely wrong,” he said firmly. “One-hundred-percent wrong. And meeting you showed me just how wrong I was.”

I looked up at him, tears welling up in my eyes. “I always dreamed of meeting my fated-mate,” I told him. “An alpha that would make me weak in the knees and set my heart on fire. And now…I finally found him.”