Villainess Marked For Her Alpha Chapter 167: The Reflection in the Mirror (R18) [Skipped Cha

Reyes added a third finger, scissoring them to open up, her free hand pinning my hip to keep steady. "Look at you, already dripping like a faucet. Such an eager little oga slut for my touch. Hilarious how fast you fall apart."

Her words were a mix of tease and heat, making flush as pleasure coiled tighter in my gut, my scent thickening the air.

She sped up, her fingers thrusting relentlessly, the heel of her hand grinding against my mound. I bucked into her touch, moans spilling from my lips as the edge rushed toward .

"Please... I’m gonna..."

"Cum for then. Soak my hand like the ssy girl you are." Her voice dropped lower, sexy command wrapped in humour.

The orgasm hit hard, my pussy pulsing as slick gushed over her fingers. I cried out, body shuddering, but she didn’t stop—milking dry with twisting strokes until I was whimpering from overstimulation.

Finally, she withdrew, her fingers coated in my release. She held them up, glistening, and brought them to my lips. "Open wide. Taste how sweet you are when you’re all worked up."

I parted my mouth, sucking her fingers clean, the tangy sweetness of my slick flooding my tongue. She watched intently, her eyes darkening with alpha lust, her cock straining against her thigh.

"Mmm, good job. Licking it up like candy. You’re too cute when you’re obedient."

I swallowed, the humiliation fuelling the fire in my veins. "Your turn now," I rasped, sitting up and pushing her back against the pillows.

Reyes went willingly, her small breasts heaving as she settled, her cock—thick and veined, already straining upward—standing proud between her legs, knot subtly swelling at the base. Her short hair fanned out on the pillow, giving her a wild, untad alpha look.

She propped herself up, smirking. "Oh, trying to take charge? Adorable. But make it good, or I’ll flip you over and show you who’s boss." Her tone was funny, like she was daring to a ga she knew she’d win, her alpha pheromones thickening.

I knelt between her thighs, hands sliding up her scarred legs, feeling the raised textures under my palms.

Leaning in, I wrapped my lips around the head of her cock, tongue swirling over the slit to lap up the bead of pre‑cum there. It was salty and musky, drawing a groan from her as her hand found my hair, fingers threading through without pulling.

"Fuck, yeah... just like that. Suck it deeper, show how much you want it." I hollowed my cheeks, taking more of her length into my mouth, bobbing slowly at first.

Saliva built up, dripping down her shaft as I worked her, my hand stroking the base in rhythm. She thrust shallowly, feeding inch by inch, her small breasts jiggling slightly with the motion.

"God, your mouth is heaven. Warm and wet, like it was made for my dick. Keep going—make it sloppy." Her words teased, sexy edge sharpening as her hips rolled. I humd around her, the vibration making her curse under her breath.

I deep‑throated her as best I could, gagging lightly when she hit the back of my throat, but pushing through. Tears pricked my eyes, but the thrill kept going, her praises spurring my oga heat higher.

"Look at you, choking on like a champ. Funny how you act all innocent until my cock’s down your throat." She laughed breathlessly, her free hand tweaking one of her own nipples, pinching the small bud until it hardened further.

After minutes of thorough sucking—her cock slick and throbbing—I pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting us.

"Not done yet," I murmured, shifting up her body. I pressed my soft breasts to her thighs, angling so her cock slid between them. Last night’s oil still lingered on my skin, making the glide smooth as I squeezed my curves around her length.

Reyes’ eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed in delight. "A titjob? With those? Creative, I’ll give you that. But squeeze harder—make feel it." I did, pressing my breasts together to create tight friction, sliding up and down her shaft.

Her cockhead erged from the top with each stroke, saring pre‑cum across my collarbone. She watched, transfixed, her hand guiding my rhythm.

"Damn, that’s hot. Your skin’s so soft against . Bet you practiced this just for , huh? Naughty oga." Her voice was a sexy purr, laced with that humorous bite. I quickened the pace, feeling her twitch between my breasts, her breaths coming in pants. "If you keep that up, I’m gonna paint your chest white. Don’t stop—almost there."

I didn’t, working her until she was on the brink, then eased off, earning a playful growl. "Tease. Fine, you want inside? Get ready to scream."

In a blur, she flipped us, her scarred alpha body covering mine. She lined up her cock at my entrance, still loose and slick from her fingers, and thrust in deep with one smooth motion. The stretch was exquisite, filling my pussy completely as she bottod out. "

Take every inch," she demanded, her short hair brushing my forehead as she leaned close. "Your cunt’s gripping so tight already. Greedy oga."

I arched, nails scraping her back. "Reyes! Yes... fuck ."

She set a punishing rhythm, pulling out to the tip before slamming back in, her hips snapping against mine. The bedfra rattled, our skin slapping loudly. Her small breasts pressed against my bigger ones, nipples dragging over with each thrust. Sweat beaded on her scars, making them glisten as she drove deeper, hitting that spot inside with precision.

"You love this, don’t you? My dick owning you. Say it—tell how good it feels." Her dialogues were teasing, funny in their demands, but dripping alpha sex, her pheromones overwhelming my senses.

"So good... don’t stop," I gasped, legs wrapping around her waist.

Her knot started swelling at the base, that familiar bulge pressing against my entrance with each inward push. She didn’t slow, fucking harder, forcing it wider. "Gonna knot you now. Lock us together and fill you up. You ready for that, baby? Or should I make you beg?"

"Please... knot ," I whimpered, the pressure building unbearably, my oga heat demanding it.

With a fierce thrust, the knot popped inside, stretching my pussy to its limit. I yelled, the burn giving way to blinding pleasure as she ground against , short jabs that rubbed the knot everywhere sensitive. "Fuck, yes! So full..."

Reyes laughed, breathless and sexy. "Full? You have no idea. I’m gonna flood you until it leaks out for days. Hold on—I’m not rciful today." She rutted rcilessly, her cock pulsing as she chased her release.

The tie held us fast, her body weight pinning as waves of ecstasy crashed over us both. I ca first, untouched again, slick gushing around her.

She followed with a roar, hot seed pumping deep, her knot swelling further to trap it all, breeding full.

We panted, locked together, her forehead against mine. "See? Mine inside and out. But we’re not done." An hour passed, the knot softening just enough for her to pull free with an obscene squelch, cum and slick dribbling from onto the sheets. "Can we continue?"

"Reyes, I want more..."

She hauled up, strong arms wrapping around my waist. "To the mirror. I want you to see what I do to you." The full‑length mirror stood against the wall, reflecting our naked, sweat‑slicked forms— flushed and marked, curves trembling, her scarred and dominant, cock still semi‑hard and glistening.

She positioned facing it, bent over the dresser, hands braced on the wood. In the reflection, I saw everything: my bite‑marked thigh, cum‑streaked belly, and her behind , short hair spiked with sweat, small breasts taut as she gripped my hips.

"Watch closely," she ordered, sliding her cock back into my pussy easily, lubricated by her own release.

The thrust made jolt, my eyes locking on the mirror as she filled again. "Look at your face—eyes all wide and desperate. That’s the ’fucked’ look I love."

She started pounding, deep and steady, her dick disappearing into my cunt with each plunge. The visual amplified everything: the way my body rocked forward, ass rippling from the impacts, her scars flexing as she powered in.

"God, your pussy takes so well. Squeezing back like it can’t get enough. Wow, you stare at yourself getting railed." Her hand slapped my cheek lightly, the sting making clench around her. She reached around, fingers circling my clit, rubbing in ti. "Cum while you watch. See how wrecked you are."

The mirror showed it all—my lips parted in moans, body trembling, the obscene sight of her knot beginning to form again. Pleasure built fast, her rciless pace driving my oga wild. "Reyes... I’m..."

"Do it. Squirt that mirror with your slick." Her voice was teasing triumph, sexy growl underscoring it. I shattered, slick hitting the glass in thick spurts, my reflection blurring as I shook. She knotted once more, thrusting through the tie, her release joining the ss inside .

We stayed like that, her arms around , watching our joined forms in the mirror. Her short hair stuck to her neck, small breasts heaving against my back.

"Perfect," she whispered, nipping my ear. "My favourite view."

The morning blurred into lazy touches after, but the intensity lingered, promising more. Reyes’ alpha dominance was a fire that never fully died, and I was happily consud.