The Alpha's Virgin Possession (13 page)

Her gaze travelled up his body. When their gazes met
she went down on him, taking him all the way until he hit the back of her
throat. She sucked tightly, making him gasp. Up she went, circling the head
before sliding down.

Over and over she sucked, licked and nibbled on his
shaft. With her free hand, she fingered his balls. Nick closed his eyes
grunting at the pleasure.

She moaned with his cock in her mouth, and the
vibration sent another wave of pleasure inside him.

“No, I can’t wait.” Tugging her mouth off him with the
grip on her hair, he threw the contents of his desk to the floor. Nick was
crazed, not wanting to wait to get upstairs to claim her pussy. He placed her
on the hard surface, gripping her hips as he guided his dick to her cunt. Clara
gripped the edge of the desk.

“I love you,” he said, feeling impassioned. Tonight,
tomorrow, however long he had before the collective of alphas tried to take her
away, he was going to fuck her, make love to her and prove to Clara with his
actions how much he loved her.

“I love you, too.”

Sliding his dick through her creamy cunt, he found her
entrance and slammed in deep. Clara cried out, scoring his back as he took her
over the edge. He was mindless with pleasure and with need.

Her pussy rippled around his shaft, gripping him
tighter than any fist. Pulling out, he slammed back inside, going deeper.
Clara’s tits bounced with the jerk of her hips as he plunged deep into her.

“So fucking
tight and sweet.
I’m going to spend the rest of my life fucking you.
Making love to you.”

Nick didn’t let up in his strokes. When she tightened
around him, he made her finger her sweet pussy. Each stroke over her swollen
clit sent her pussy squeezing him.

“That’s it, baby. I’ll give you
my
cum
as soon as you give me yours.”

“I love you, Nick.”

“I know, baby. Give me what I need.”

She stroked her nub, and seconds later she climaxed.
Even as she was caressing her clit, Nick fucked her hard. The desk moved under
the force of his thrusts. He didn’t care. Finding his release was all he cared
about. Plunging inside her, Nick stared into her eyes. She was so fucking
beautiful. He’d die a happy man being inside her.

The stirrings started, and he plundered her tight heat
spilling his cum into her waiting pussy. She took every drop, moaning as he
held her tightly.

No one was taking her away from him. Nick would kill
every last one of them if they even thought to take her from him.

****

Later that night, Clara padded back to the bedroom.
She had brushed her teeth and washed her face. The whole of the night had been
spent with Nick inside her. Clara’s pussy was sore, but she didn’t care. The
feel of Nick’s hard cock inside her was more than worth it.

“Your breath smelled fine to me.”

She rolled her eyes and climbed on the bed beside him.
Before brushing her teeth she’d been sucking his cock until he came, swallowing
down every drop.

“I wanted to brush my teeth.”

He reached out, tucking strands of hair behind her
ear. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

Glancing down at his stiffening cock, she chuckled.
“No, you’re going to be the death of me. I’ve not even made it to the kitchen
yet without you pouncing on me.”

Nick caressed her ass, sliding his palm over her
cheeks. “What can I say? You shouldn’t be so fucking tempting.”

He moved over her, trapping her legs together as he
kissed and nibbled on her ass. She cried out as his teeth sank into her flesh.
Moaning, she held onto the blanket as pleasure consumed her thoughts. Her cream
leaked out, coating her clit.

The scent of their combined releases surrounded them.

“I could spend all day worshipping this ass,” he said,
slapping her cheek. She squealed at the slight pain then groaned at the
pleasure. His fingers slid between her thighs, stroking her clit. The instant
contact to her clit had her jerking up.


Shh
, baby. I’m going to
make you feel so good.” Two fingers plunged inside her pussy working her up
into
a frenzy
.

“Please, Nick, fuck me.” She was not above begging him
to take her.

“I thought you didn’t want me to fuck you anymore
tonight?” he asked, teasing her.

“You better not leave me like this.”

“I have no intention of leaving you wanting, but I
think it’s time to give your pussy a rest.” Nick moved his fingers from between
her thighs up to her ass. She tensed as he pressed against the tight puckered
hole of her anus. “Relax, baby. I’m never going to hurt you.”

Clara whimpered as he pressed his wet fingers to her
ass.

“Relax, baby.”

She slowly tried to relax her body for his
penetration. His free hand caressed over her ass cheek then up her back
soothing her.

“Give me what I want, and I’ll make it feel fucking
amazing.”

Gripping the pillow, Clara took several breaths,
relaxing her body for his invasion. Closing her eyes she allowed her body to
feel rather than over-think what he was doing.

“Good girl. You’re going to love me inside your ass.
It gives you just that bite of pain you need to make it entirely pleasurable.”
He talked to her constantly as he pressed one finger into her ass. The bite of
pain exploded within her. The pain soon turned to pleasure as he pumped his
single finger in and out of her ass also tweaking her clit.

The combination of pleasure and pain had her thrusting
back on his hand.

“Please, Nick,” she said, not knowing what she was
begging for.

“I’m going to give you a second finger. Lift up to
me,” he said.

She went to her knees opening up for him.

“You want my cock in your hot little ass?” he asked.

“Yes.”

Nick added a second finger, spreading her wider. He
added more of their combined release to moisten her hole. Every single touch
pushed her closer to the edge of her orgasm.

Moments later, he moved behind her, replacing his
fingers with the tip of his large wide cock.

She whimpered as Nick caressed her back.

“You’re going to love this, Clara. Trust me.”

Not only did she trust him, she was in love with him.
She knew deep in her heart Nick wouldn’t do anything to harm her.

Staying still, she cried out as the head of him pushed
past the tight ring of muscles, opening up her ass for his cock. His hands went
to her hips, holding her in place. She laid her head flat on the bed, trying to
focus on anything else but the pleasure along with the pain of his claiming.

Nick was a pro when it came to his cock. He knew what
to do and how to draw the most pleasure out of her body.

In the bedroom alone he reminded her of many of the
heroes she read about in the books she loved so much.

“I’m in, baby. Can you take more of me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

The pain didn’t take long to turn into mind-blowing
pleasure. Slowly, he worked the rest of his cock inside her. She whimpered at
how much he filled her.

With his cock in her ass she felt every pulse and jerk
of his shaft. There was nothing to escape from. The last inch he slammed inside
her, going as deep as he could.

She cried out, gripping the blanket tighter.

“This is where the real fun begins,” he said, running
his hands up and down her body.

“It can get better?”

“Much better.”
He worked her ass taking his time with each thrust.

Clara soon started to thrust onto his cock. There was
no longer any pain, only mind-blowing ecstasy. She didn’t want him to stop. Her
body was on fire for his cock. The need built with every second.

“You love my cock in your ass?” he asked.

“Yes.” No other words were needed. Their grunts echoed
around the room along with the sound of flesh hitting flesh.

“Please, Nick.”

“Do you need to come?”

“Yes.”

“Then play with your pussy. Let me feel you come,
baby.”

She stroked her clit, whimpering at the merest touch.
Three strokes over her nub had her screaming out her release.

“Fuck, that’s it. Come all over my cock.”

He fucked her hard, and Clara loved it. When he
grunted she felt the pulse of his cock along with the heat of his cum. The
sensation was entirely different from having him in her pussy.

“I think you’ve killed me,” he said, slumping over her
body with his cock still inside her.

“This is all you.” She smiled loving his touch.

“I know. Come on, baby. It’s time for you to have a
bath.”

Nick carried her into the bathroom. For the remainder
of the night he took care of her, washing her body and providing her with every
care possible.

Lying in his arms early the next morning after only an
hour of sleep, Clara wondered if he was trying to get her out of his system.
The collective of alphas could take her away, but she knew she wouldn’t let it
happen. Nick was the love of her life, and she wasn’t going to let anyone take
him away from her.

Chapter Thirteen

 

Three days later Nick was staring at his computer
screen. Clara was at home after a marathon of sex. She was probably happy with
the reprieve. His nerves were totally fried at what their future was going to
be. Whatever happened was up to her.

He tried to focus on his work rather than on what his
woman was going to do. The last three days he’d held back claiming her. The
mating heat had been between them during most of their fuck fest, but he held
it back. Nick didn’t want them to blame the mating or him for Clara staying
with him.

In the space of one month he’d found his woman, hurt
her, taken her, fallen in love with her, and was now on the verge of losing
her. His parents were not lying when they said wolves moved fast, refusing to
waste a single moment of life.

Leaning back, he turned his chair to look over city
life. When he was first outlawed he hated the city, but then he had come to
love it. The hustle and bustle of activity stopped him from thinking about the
pain of everything he lost. Looking over the city he couldn’t stop feeling the
pain of what he faced later today.

The door of his office opening forced him to turn. He
saw Charles, one of the leaders of the collective of alphas.

“Have you gone to see her yet?” Nick asked. When he
woke up this morning he felt today was the day they’d come for her.

“No, we’re getting ready to go and see her. The other
alphas are waiting for me downstairs.” Charles closed the door, striding
forward to take a seat in front of him.

“Why have you come to see me?” Nick shuffled some
files, trying to keep himself busy. This man had never terrified him in all the
years of being an alpha for a pack. Now, he felt real fear. The power Charles
had made Nick sick to his stomach.

“I wanted to come and see you. I’m sure you’re aware
we’re stopping the auctioning and selling of females wolves?”

“Yes, I’m aware of it. Dean keeps me in the know of
wolf business.”

“I know. I’m the one who tells him what to say,”
Charles said.

Nick stayed silent for several minutes hoping the man
would end his misery.

“Why are you here?” he asked, when the other man made
no move to say why he’d come back to see him.

“I’m disgusted with myself. From what I’ve learned
many women have been sold behind the collective’s back, by one of us. It makes
us all feel old when one of our own can pull the wool over our eyes.” Charles
let out a sigh. “Your woman is one of the women who
was
sold, right?”

Taking in a breath, Nick locked his fingers together
resting his hands on the desk. “I wanted a female wolf to fuck. I was made
aware of being able to purchase a woman. I paid over a million dollars for
Clara. She was the runt, an outcast of her pack. Her mother and father, along
with all of her family, treated her appallingly.”

“You used her for sex?” Charles asked.

“When I first bought her it started out as sex. I
didn’t want or need anything else.”

“Something changed?”

Nick paused, thinking about the change of his feelings
over the last few weeks. “Yes, everything changed. I no longer wanted to just
fuck Clara. She came to mean something to me. The first night in my home I held
her while she slept. Holding her gives me as much pleasure as watching her
read.” Nick stopped, remembering her lying on the sofa in his office reading as
he worked. “She’s beautiful inside and out. Her family didn’t deserve her.”

“And you do?”

He looked at Charles, weighing up his answer.

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