There is something about the way an alpha carries himself — the confidence, the swagger, the unspoken promise that he is going to ruin you and you are going to thank him for it. This top has it all: broad shoulders, narrow waist, a jawline that could cut glass, and a cock that stays rock hard through three rounds.
His bottom is exactly where he belongs — on all fours, face pressed into the pillow, ass arched high and spread wide in total submission. The alpha slides in with practiced ease, filling that stretched hole completely in one slow, torturous stroke. Then the real pounding begins.
The pace is relentless. Deep, powerful thrusts that make the headboard crack against the wall in a steady rhythm. The bottom’s moans escalate from whimpers to full-throated screams as his prostate gets hammered from the perfect angle. His own cock drips a steady stream of pre-cum onto the sheets below, untouched and leaking purely from the stimulation inside him. When the alpha finally pulls out, the bottom rolls over just in time to receive rope after rope of thick white cum across his chest, neck, and face — a load so massive it looks like it has been building for a week.
