Chained to the Enemy Alpha

Zayn stumbled back, holding onto a nearby shelf for support as he chuckled. His eyes darkened with desire as he looked at Lily's flushed face. She was on her knees now, naked and exposed.

He stalked over to her and roughly cupped her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

"Lily, what am I supposed to do with you?" he asked, voice husky with arousal as his gaze traveled down her naked body.

Lily's heart raced. Was he angry? His expression was unreadable.

He ran his thumb across her bottom lip, "I had plans for you."

He lowered himself to whisper in her ear, "I wanted to fuck you with your back against the door, legs straddled around my waist…"

Lily gulped, arousal continuing to build inside her.

"... I wanted to watch your face as I thrust deep inside you," His hot breath caressed her ear, "But now, I think you need to be punished for your disobedience."

Lily's eyes flickered, wondering what Zayn had in store for her.

"Face the door," He commanded.

A shiver ran down her spine. Lily was quick to notice the sliver of light that shone into the cramped pantry. The gap in the door was just wide enough for someone to peek through if they wanted.

She was about to turn back to face him, but Zayn pressed his body against her back, his hard chest flush against her spine. She saw the smirk he had on his face when she glanced at him.

"I know," He whispered, nibbling at her ear, "Are you scared?"

His erection nudged at her entrance from behind. Before Lily could respond, Zayn thrust inside her with no warning. Her mouth opened in a silent gasp, but Zayn's hand quickly covered it, muffling any sound she might have made.

"Shhh," he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. "We don't want anyone to hear us, do we? Anyone could walk by and see you getting fucked."

Lily's inner walls clenched around him at the thought. The danger of being discovered only heightened her arousal.

Zayn's free hand moved to her breast, squeezing the soft flesh and pinching her nipple between his fingers. Every touch sent electric currents through her body, making her shudder with pleasure.

"Fuck, Lily," Zayn moaned as he thrust deeper, "You like this, don't you? I can feel how wet you are, how… tight you are."

A smirk formed on his lips as he heard her muffled moans, "You like knowing someone might catch us, don't you? Moaning, desperate for more."

His pace was relentless, each thrust harder and deeper than the last. The pantry was filled with Lily's muffled moans and Zayn's grunts of pleasure.

There was a clear difference in the way Zayn treated her now. Though he was rough, it didn't scare or hurt her. Instead, it drove her wild. Her body responded to his dominance, her pussy growing wetter with each powerful thrust.

"You're so tight around me," Zayn groaned, his hips thrusting forward. "So fucking wet."

His hand left her breast, traveling down her stomach to find her clit. He circled the sensitive bud with his fingers, adding pressure that made her knees weak. Lily arched her lower back upwards, pushing against Zayn, allowing his cock to enter deeper inside her.

Lily felt her inner muscles contract around Zayn's cock, the dual stimulation pushing her closer to the edge. Her whole body trembled, overwhelmed by the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her.

Zayn's pace became more frantic, his breathing ragged against her ear. He nuzzled at the nape of her neck, seeking out the mate mark he'd left on her. When he found it, his hot breath brushed against it, sending shockwaves through her entire body.

"You're close, aren't you?" he whispered. "I can feel you tightening around me."

Lily nodded frantically against his hand, desperate for release. Her fingers dug into the ground, seeking something to hold onto as the pressure built inside her. Zayn noticed the pulsing mate mark on her neck.

He licked it slowly, feeling Lily squirm from his touch. The sensation was too much. Lily's body convulsed as she came hard, her inner walls tightened around his cock. Her arms gave way, and her face pressed against the floor as waves of pleasure washed over her.

Zayn removed his hand from her mouth, allowing her to gasp for air as her orgasm ripped through her. He didn't slow his pace, continuing to pound into her oversensitive body.

"Did you think I was done with you?" he whispered, his voice strained with effort. "I'm not even close."

His hands gripped her hips, holding her steady as he continued his relentless thrusting. Cum dripped down her thighs, evidence of her intense orgasm, but Zayn showed no signs of slowing.

"You want more, don't you?" He groaned, "Your pussy is still squeezing me so tight, Lily."

He leaned forward, kissing the nape of her neck, "Even after cumming so hard, you still want more of me."

Lily whimpered, the aftershocks of her orgasm giving way to a new wave of pleasure building inside her. Her body responded to his words, her inner walls fluttering around him in anticipation.

"Answer me," Zayn demanded, delivering a particularly deep thrust that made her gasp. "Do you want more?"

'Zayn… fuck me… harder,' Her voice echod in his mind, clouded by lust.

Lily pushed back against him to take him deeper. Her silent plea was clear. She wanted everything he could give her.

Zayn chuckled darkly, his hands tightening around her hips. "Such a greedy little wolf. Don't worry, I'll give you what you need… and more."

He adjusted his stance, changing the angle of his thrusts to hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars. Each thrust pushed her closer to another orgasm, the pleasure building faster than before.

"Cum for me, Lily," Zayn commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. "And this time, I'm going to cum with you."

His pace became erratic, his breathing harsh and uneven. Lily could feel him throbbing inside her, growing impossibly harder as his own release approached.

"Fuck, Lily," he groaned, his fingers digging into her flesh. "Your pussy feels so… good."

The sound of her name on his lips pushed her over the edge again. Her second orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, more intense than the first. Her inner walls clamped down on Zayn's cock, milking him as she shuddered uncontrollably.

Zayn continued thrusting through her orgasm, prolonging her pleasure as he chased his own release. The sight of her coming undone beneath him, combined with the tight grip of her pussy around his cock, was enough to drive him to the brink.

"I'm going to fill you up," he growled, his thrusts becoming deeper and more powerful. "Every last drop."

Lily's body welcomed each thrust, her oversensitive walls clinging to his cock as more of her cum dripped down her thighs. She was completely at his mercy, and she loved every second of it.

"I'm not done with you yet," Zayn warned, his voice thick with promise as he continued to move inside her. "Not even close."