Alpha breaks women.

Astrid’s POV:

“Move.” Alpha ordered me while he kept fingering my wet opening. My hands caressed his bare chest, and I could feel his rough breathing.

I jumped on his fingers, and he rubbed my clit with his thumb. I gasped as the electric spark ran through my spine. I was about to cum, and my eyes rolled in pleasure, but then he stopped.

Despite my frustration and anger, causing me to push his fingers away, Alpha quickly caught me back in the same position.

“Why did you stop?” I complained.

“You need to earn it.” He chuckled.

“How?” I desperately asked.

“Say dirty things to me.” He bit my earlobe. I sighed at his weird demands today.

“Fuc* me, Alpha.” I started, and so did his fingers on my clit.

“Harder,” I said.

“Who’s your master?” Alpha asked. I opened my eyes and looked at him, clueless.

“What? You’re my mate. I don’t have a master.” I replied.

“Tsk tsk. A master is someone who gives you pleasure and pain.” His words made no sense.

“Is it better than normal lovemaking?” I asked cu