Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(55)

“Go to sleep, Allura. We’ll talk tomorrow, okay?”

I snuggled closer to him. He pulled me tight into his side, being mindful of my ribs. I closed my eyes, thinking about the idea of him and me. Could I be enough for him? Could I love him the way he deserved? I knew the answers were yes. I just hoped he would let me.

The next few days, he took care of me. He helped me shower, trying not to wince at the sight of my bruised ribs and face. He catered to me and fed me. He drove me back and forth to school, my apartment, and his apartment.

Since he had two fights on Saturday, Lou told the officials he would be taking off this weekend. The bruise on my face was gone by then, but my ribs still hurt a little.

That Saturday night, Mason cooked me dinner with candles lit all around the living room. We sat on the floor picnic-style. He fed me as I laid my legs across his and my back to the wall. He had music playing in the background. For some of the songs, I sang to him; sometimes he even sang to me. I was shocked that he had a fantastic voice. It was a soulful and rich sounding voice that, to be quite honest, made me want him.

Yup, even more than I already did.

He hasn’t asked me about what happened to me that day. I think some of the reason he didn’t ask had to do with him getting angry all over again, and the other part was that he was waiting for me. We were sitting on the floor, laughing and singing to each other, as he fed me a great-tasting chocolate cheesecake that was heavenly. I tilted my head and watched as he reached for his plate to spear me another piece of heaven. When he looked up at me, he smiled.

“What, are you full?”

I shook my head. I crawled over to him and brought my lips to his for a much-needed kiss. I moved the cheesecake from his lap and replaced it with my body. He hasn’t touched me for almost two weeks, and I was fainting for him. I touched his cheeks with my hands to deepen the kiss. When I rotated my hips in his lap, he groaned and pulled me closer to him.

Our kiss became full of want and desire and need. I missed his lips on me. I think he felt the same way because he broke the kiss to kiss my neck. I fisted his hair that was growing quite long.

“Oh, Mason,” I moaned into his neck. “I want you.”

“You sure you can handle it?” he pulled back to ask me.

I smiled.

“Have I ever not handled you?”

He smiled back.

“Well, that’s true.”

“I don’t care either way, Mace. I just know I want you,” I admitted.

He looked in my eyes then smiled broader. He wrapped my legs firmly around him, and he stood. He carried me over to the door to check the lock, set the alarm, and blew out the candles. When we walked up the steps and got to his room, he laid me down on the bed. Then he slowly and carefully reconnected his tongue with my body.

He paid heavy attention to my needing nipples as they hardened before he even touched me. I was panting by the time he began kissing down my chest to my stomach, being careful of the fading bruise. When he got to my clit, he expertly reminded me how good he made me feel with just a flicker of his tongue.

I grinded on his face, as he spread me open further. When I felt I was about to explode, he sucked my clit. I called out his name and then winced. He stopped and backed away from me cautiously.

“Baby, are you sure you’re ready?”

I could see how nervous he was, but I was beyond caring about pain. The pain and the throbbing between my legs were worse than how my ribs felt. I decide to tease him a little to jump-start him. I slowly ran my hand down my breast to my stomach. I then moved further down until I reached my swollen clit. I began to move my hips and play with myself while he watched.

“Shit, baby. What the fuck?”

I watched him as I pleasured myself in front of him, and just the look on his face turned me on. I took my other hand, wet my fingers, and played with my nipple at the same time.

“Baby, why are you?”

He grabbed the bedpost, and I focused on the whites of his knuckles as he watched me. He licked his lips hungrily, and I knew I had him. I started panting faster and moving my hips faster as I saw him absentmindedly grab his dick and begin to stroke himself.

“Mason…Oh damn, baby. I’m going to come without you…Oh, God.”

Suddenly he reached my hand to stop me. He reached next to me and rolled a condom on really quickly as I squirmed in anticipation.

He growled as he pushed inside me, “You will not come without me, ever. You hear me? Tell me this pussy is mine.”

He dominated me right then, and I couldn’t talk as he commanded me. He stroked me hard and deep, grabbing my legs and thrusting them over his shoulders. He moved his hips expertly, and I felt my release coming.