The Heir to the Alpha

Scarlett

And then he lowered it a little more, revealing my breast and his lips were quick when they wrapped around my nipple, and there I lost consciousness, the shock of pleasure I felt was so strong and intense that I arched my back, and the hoarse moan that escaped my lips was much louder than I imagined. He lowered the other strap, revealing my other breast, but this one he squeezed lightly with his other hand, overlaying the layer of pleasure I was feeling. He released my breasts, making my body ache from the absence of his touch, and then his hands went to my waist, while his kiss went down my belly, pushing the dress down with each movement until he completely removed the piece down my legs, Revealing the lace panties I was wearing, Christopher stared at my body for a few seconds and sighed, and then he climbed up, placing his body over mine, and while one of his hands supported me, the other went to my face.

"Listen, you said that asshole took your virginity…" He started to speak, and I couldn't look at him, I looked away as I swallowed hard.

But Christopher grabbed my chin and pulled my face up, forcing me to look at him.

"Hey, I want you to forget everything he did to you, I want you to consider this your first time." He said against my lips, like a fucking order, and kissed me urgently, while his hands cascaded down my body, to the strap of my panties.

He stopped kissing me for a second and looked at me while he lowered the straps of my panties and took them off slowly, so slowly that it was almost torture, I felt the blood in my body being all between my legs, and it was like if my sex throbbed in anticipation.

And it was then that without breaking eye contact with me, he opened my legs and at that moment my breath caught in my throat, he slowly passed his thumb over my clitoris and my slit, and the shock of pleasure was even stronger, I was completely wet and his finger was slipping through my excitement. Christopher's face was so close to my sex that I felt his hot breath, and he smiled before wrapping his lips around my clit, making me howl, I had never felt anything like that.

My breathing was just short, rhythmic gasps, and the sensation of pleasure grew in layers inside me, concentrating in my belly, it was as if with each circular movement he made with his tongue I got closer to the peak, and I didn't I had no idea of what was coming, I just moaned with each breath and then he inserted a finger inside me, I felt it slide through my excitement and it was too much for me, I couldn't take it and I was thrown into an orgasm, I had never I felt nothing like that, they were waves of pleasure so intense that they made me scream from the back of my throat, a scream of more intense and pure pleasure. My legs were shaking and my body was consumed by a series of involuntary spasms and when it was all over, I tried to catch my breath, my mouth was dry and only then did I open my eyes to see Christopher propped up on one elbow lying next to me watching me with a smile on your face.

"That was… indescribable." I tried to say, still out of breath.

Christopher pulled me into his embrace and lightly kissed my forehead, and it was such a gentle and intimate gesture that I was left breathless again.

"Nothing more than you deserve." He told me with the skin of my forehead.

My hands went down to his belt, but he shook his head and slowly pulled one of my hands up.

"No honey, you don't have to." He said in a whisper and then took my hand to his mouth, kissing my fingertips.

He said I didn't need it, but I wanted it, I had never felt anything like that, I wanted him, it was different from Mathew, but it seemed even deeper, I couldn't explain it, it could be the lust of the moment, but I wanted him.

I stretched out on the bed so our faces were level, and I stared at him for a few seconds before placing my lips on his, and the soft touch of his lips were enough to turn me on again, all the sexual tension and desire that had been released before. seconds ago they were built again, and it seemed even stronger, it was as if nothing was enough to put out this fire. My hands went to his arms, I outlined the shape of his biceps with my fingers, and my hands rested on his chest, I squeezed lightly, and feeling his strong muscles, that turned me on even more. My fingers went down, tracing every ridge of his abdomen, and I felt him tense as I traced my way to his crotch. I separated our lips just enough to look at him.

"I know you said I don't need it, but I want to…" My sentence made him close his eyes and exhale in his lungs. But when I passed my palm in the bulge in his pants, even over his clothes, he growled.

"Fuck, Scarlett." Those were the words that escaped his lips before he kissed me again, my fingers pulled his shirt up, and he helped me take it off, revealing his scarred muscles, once again to me. My hands went down to his belt, and he continued to kiss me while he helped me undress him, I felt my heart speed up, at the same time I wanted to, it was new, and I had a twinge of fear and insecurity. When he pulled his pants down, along with his underwear, revealing his dick, I just didn't know what to do, but Christopher covered me with his body and started kissing my neck, all the fear and insecurity melt away, and gave way to more pleasure. I felt him position himself at my entrance, but his lips went to my ears.

"Are you sure? We don't have to continue if you don't want to." He said and pulled back to look at me, looking into his blue eyes, it was like I went into a trance.

I just bit my lip and nodded.

"I do." And it was my words that started him to penetrate, slowly, I was so absurdly excited and wet that he entered without any problem, I felt my walls stretching to accommodate his entire size, but with every inch he entered, it was as if I was being pushed deeper into an immensity of pleasure, and no pain at all, it was as if every second he entered me, I was filled not only physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well, it was as if not only were our bodies making love, our souls too. And I saw in his eyes that he felt it too and knew it.

"Okay?" He asked me, and I responded with a moan of pleasure, hoarse, filled with desire, of just wanting him deeper, I pushed my hips against his, and I saw him moan too. He was gentle as he thrust firmly and slowly, until he increased the pace, making me moan again with each breath, which at that moment was reduced to gasps, his moans were hoarse and rhythmic, I knew he was also close. I felt so much pleasure that I knew I wouldn't last long, and when he ran his thumb over my clitoris again, that was all it took for me to reach another orgasm. I felt my walls contract around him, and the moan that came from Christopher's throat filled me, and this orgasm was even more intense than the first, because he came with me, and I really never imagined I would feel something like that.

He told me to forget my first time, but I was really a virgin to that kind of sex. Christopher just pulled me into his hug, I snuggled into him and fell asleep.

I woke up with a weight on my leg and my stomach, I opened my eyes slowly and tried to stretch, but two strong hands pulled me, at the same time a leg wrapped around my body and I was completely trapped inside the hug, it took less than a second for his strong, wonderful smell to hit my nostrils and I remember that I was in bed with the Alpha, I was spooning the fucking Alpha.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." He said against the skin of my neck making me shiver and sigh.

"Good morning," I said, turning around, still in his embrace, to face Christopher.

And there I found myself lost, staring into his sky blue eyes, so close to him, his full, soft lips inviting me, and he smiled making me sigh again. But it was him again who broke the distance between us and kissed me, it was quick until the kiss became intense again, but a sound got in the way.

It was a vibrating cell phone, he stopped kissing me and looked at me, frowning. He reached for his bedside table but soon said.

"It's not mine." His words gave me goosebumps, would it be mine, and who would it be?

"It must be mine," I replied as I turned to look inside my bag that was on the other bedside table. But Christopher wasted no time, he hugged me again and planted kisses all over my neck, and down my shoulder while I picked up my cell phone, completely distracting me.

But what it said on my cell phone screen made my heart freeze, I let the air out of my lungs and Christopher noticed.

It was Mathew.

It was Mathew calling me.

I put my cell phone back and felt a tear fall uncontrollably.

"What?" Christopher asked making me turn to him.

I looked away.

"Scarlett, what's wrong?" He asked again.

"It's Mathew," I responded quickly, as if with him the truths were escaping my mouth.

"Your mate?" He asked and I just nodded. "Answer it."

I now stared at him with wide eyes.

"But I don't want to talk to him," I said but my voice was low like a whisper.

"You need to say he's an asshole and ended everything between you two." He told me like it was the simplest thing to do, but suddenly his eyes darkened, and he looked away before asking. "Or do you still want something with him?"

"No, of course not. I just don't want to have to talk to him. What am I going to say?" It came out like a plea.

"That he's an asshole and that it's all over. Go, Scarlett, answer it." He said it and it made sense, I felt so safe with him that it was automatic when I answered.

I put the phone to my ear, but I was completely silent.

"Scarlett." He said on the other end of the line. "Where are you?" Mathew shouted as if he had a right to know.

"That doesn't matter to you. We are over, there is nothing more between us.” I responded, trying to hold back the tears that were forming.

"Of course it matters, I'm your mate." He shouted from his cell phone and I saw Christopher squirm next to me.

"You lied to me, I was at Tyler's last night and I saw you lie to me saying you were home, and then kiss another girl, in front of me, Mathew," I said it but the end of the sentence was choked, the crying came hard and I lost control of my voice.

He was silent for a few seconds, he didn't know that I already knew everything.

"I'm still your mate." I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and then, in a movement I didn't expect, I felt my cell phone being snatched from my hand.

"Not anymore, you asshole, you lost, she's mine now." Christopher said without shouting, just firm, like the greatest certainty in the universe and then he hung up.