"You can't win John. Mr. Big and his friends are too powerful for a beta like you."

She continues. "This is a new world and the alpha is taking over."

Her words were a venomous whisper, a desperate attempt to regain control, to wound him where he was most vulnerable. But John just chuckled, a low, deep, rumbling sound that vibrated through her body. He had heard that kind of talk before, the desperate posturing of those who were afraid of losing their power.

"You're right about one thing," he said, his voice a low growl. "This is a new world. But you're wrong about who's in charge."

He started to move again, his hips slow, deliberate, a deep, grinding rhythm that was designed to drive her insane. He could feel her body responding, her muscles clenching around him, a silent admission of her desire. He was in control now, a fact that was as clear as the sweat on their skin.

He reached down, his fingers finding her clit again, but this time, he was gentle, his touch light, teasing. He wanted to draw this out, to make her beg for it, to make her admit that he was the one in charge. He could feel her body tensing, her breath hitching in her throat, a silent plea for more.

"You're wrong," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "This isn't about alphas and betas. This is about choice. About freedom. You think you're in control, but you're just a puppet, a slave to a drug and a man who sees you as nothing more than a tool."

He punctuated his words with a sharp, deep thrust, drawing a gasp from her lips. "I'm here to cut the strings. To give you back your choices. But first, you're going to cum for me. One more time. And then you're going to tell me everything I want to know."

He position her on his cock. Her ass facing him as he help her cunt ride his cock. Her body slamming at a relentless pace trying to make John cum. She wanting to win him over to make him submit to Mr. Big.

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