The Alpha's Virgin Possession(25)

“Please, Nick, please.” Her begging pulled at him.

Pounding inside her Nick stroked her clit at the same time. Her body was shaking, and her cum surrounded his cock.

His own release was seconds away, but he wasn’t going to come until she had.

“Come for me, Clara. Give me your cum.”

She screamed as her orgasm struck her hard. He fucked her hard, not quite so hard due to the angle, but hard enough to draw her pleasure out even more.

Nick held her tightly as he fucked to his own release. Grunting, he held her in place with an arm around her waist and another in her hair. She didn’t try to shove away from him but held him tightly. They were both sweating as he pumped his cum into her waiting cunt.

“Fuck, baby, you’re going to wear me out,” he said, resting his head against hers.

“Me? This was all your fault.” She rested against his shoulder.

Stroking her red hair, he felt each spasm of her pussy around him.

“I’m not a virgin anymore.” She spoke the words in a sigh. Nick tensed. He’d tried to make it good for her through the pain.

“Do you regret being with me?”

“No.” She pulled back. Her eyes were a sparkling green, and her face was a lovely rosy red. “It was the best feeling in the world.” She kissed his lips, smiling. “Can we go again?”

“Soon.” He picked her up looking at the pool. No, he wasn’t going to wash in the pool. Nick carried her out of the pool, through the gym then out to the main hall before taking her upstairs to his room.

“Where are we going?” she asked, pressing her head against his.

“We’re going to have a bath with some soothing salts to help with any soreness you may be feeling.”

“Then can we fuck?”

The word sounded odd coming from her lips. Chuckling, he kicked open his bedroom door, carrying her over the threshold. “Have you ever said that word before?”

“Not really. I’ve read about it plenty.” He placed her on her feet before setting about getting her into the bath.

He scented her virgin blood, and the urge to take care of her struck him hard.

Once the bath was filled with the soothing bath salts, he ordered her to rest.

“Where are you going?” she asked, grabbing his hand stopping him from leaving.

“I’ve got to get you something to help.” He kissed her hand, sinking his fingers into her hair. “I’m not going anywhere. Tomorrow morning you’ll thank me for my attention.”

Stroking her cheek, he left the room walking back to the kitchen. He set some milk into a saucepan. Nick worked his kitchen while he was still naked. After sex clothing would have itched his skin. Opening a window he let the cool air into the room.

The smells of the fresh grass, the air and trees called to his wolf. The urge to leave the house and take a run of victory was strong. He forced the need down. Not only had he gotten Clara into his bed before the allotted time, he’d also found his mate.

Nick was sure she was his mate. The women he’d been with before had never inspired the mating bite within him.

Adding a splash of vanilla he gave it a whisk before adding the best chocolate he could find. Carrying hot chocolate, fruit, and cream, he went back upstairs to find her lying back resting.

“You’re back?”

“I was tempted to go for a run, but I thought you might like to come with me.” He climbed into the bathtub, putting the drinks on the floor along with the bowls of fruit and cream.

Once he was comfortable, he grabbed her cup and handed it to her.

“Is this supposed to help?” she asked.

“Nothing medicinal about it. I thought chocolate was the cures for all ills for women.”

Clara chuckled. “Nah, it doesn’t help at all, but the thought is perfect all on its own.”

He watched her sipping at the liquid. Her plump lips were bruised from his kisses.

Reaching down, he grabbed a strawberry and dipped the ripe fruit into the cream. “Open up,” he said, pressing the tip to her lips. Some of the cream dripped onto her breast. Clara bit into the fruit, and he finished it off.

“So juicy.”

He leaned forward licking off the droplet of cream. “I agree, however, I know something else that is juicy.” Nick raised a brow so she knew what he was talking about.

For the next twenty minutes he fed her fruit and cream as they finished off their hot chocolates. The bath water was cold by the time they were finished.

Nick climbed out first, grabbing a towel to wrap around her. Lifting Clara into his arms he carried her through to his bedroom.

“Am I going to my own room?” she asked.

“Not a chance.” He couldn’t resist her any longer. Sinking his fingers into her wet red hair, he tugged her close. “You’re not going anywhere. This is your room from now on.”