Page 40 of Her Arranged Alpha
I felt her breasts press against mine, and her breath shifted, hot against my face. "You are beautiful," I said, kissing her once more.
"Brave." I kissed her again, pulling her tighter. "A fighter. A survivor."
I felt like I was drunk on every kiss I landed. Jillian was tightly gripping my shirt, her nails digging into the fabric. I moved my hand, dropping it on her hips. Her breath changed. The soft sound she had been making turned into a gasp, a shocked sound.
I stopped, feeling like I'd been punched in the gut. I stared at her and realized just how wrong this was. I wasn't supposed to be taking advantage of her when she was baring herself open and vulnerable.
"Shit, I'm sorry." I leaned back, taking a deep breath in, trying hard to ignore my hard-on. "That was wrong of me."
She placed a hand over her lips, seeming in a daze. I cupped her face and offered her a smile. "I'm going to let you sleep. I'm just down the hall if you need me."
Jillian nodded her head, and I pulled myself free from her. I moved out of her space and towards the door. I slipped outside into the hall and sighed.
"Fuck," I grumbled as I leaned back, pressing my head against the wall.
Why did you pull away from her?
I ignored my wolf, knowing it wanted me to continue things forward with Jillian, but I couldn't. I couldn't do anything when I knew just how vulnerable she was. Not when I knew everything now.
I headed into my room and stripped off my clothes. My cock ached, but I ignored it, trying to push it aside. A cold shower, and then I needed to sit down and look over some proposals.
I headed into my bathroom, turning the shower as cold as I could get it. I stepped under the water, allowing it to cover me. I was freezing cold by the time I stepped out, trying to clear Jillian from my mind.
After I got dressed, I sat down at my desk, trying to focus, but it was hard. My mind traveled to her lips and how she tasted. I thought of how soft she felt against me and how her fingers wrapped around my shirt.
I shook my head. "Jesus, focus, Maddox."
After an hour of not getting shit done, I called it quits. I headed upstairs and headed straight for bed. I crawled under the sheets and sighed, staring up at the ceiling.
I didn't know how to make this better. I didn't know how to help her. Jillian clearly was trying to make a place for herself here. I saw it in the way she spoke to people and how her eyes looked around the town. She was trying, and I wanted to help.
I rolled over and sighed as I stared at a photo hanging on my wall. It was a party that we threw when the guys and I wereall first Alphas. We threw a get-together to meet other people in their pack, and so they could learn about mine.
An idea sparked, and I smiled suddenly, knowing how I could help.
I drifted off into sleep, and I was suddenly back in Jillian's room, but instead of stopping, we didn't. I moved my hand lower, placing it on Jillian's hip. She moved, grinding down against my dick. She moaned at the contact, her eyes looking at me with a pleading look.
"We should wait," I said, knowing I should give her space.
She shook her head. "No, I don't need to wait. I want you."
I was ripping at her clothes, and she was pulling at mine. I lay her down on the bed and pulled her legs onto my hips. She panted, moaning as I kissed her, running my hands over her naked body.
I was in her, thrusting deeply into Jillian, and she moaned loudly. Her nails digging into my shoulder, her teeth biting at my lower lip. She felt like heaven, and I couldn't get enough of her.
"Oh, Maddox." She moaned my name, her breath hitching. "Oh god."
I came hard, feeling her tighten around me.
My alarm blared and I jerked awake. I stared at my ceiling and felt my heart sink as I realized it was a dream. My cock, however, was hard as a rock.
"Fuck me," I grumbled, running my hands over my face.
Over the next couple of days, I planned a party. It was going to be for mine and Frank's pack. I worked hard, makingsure everything was set up and that as many people as possible could be there.
I left work early and headed home. I found the house was empty, but the glass back door was open. I stepped outside and saw Jillian standing a few yards away with a shovel. She had already started ripping up the yard and planting some bushes alongside the trees. She looked like she was in her element as she shoved hard onto the shovel, digging it deeper into the ground.
I watched her for a moment and couldn't help but smile. Things were going well between us, and I didn't know what the future held, but I wanted it to be good. I wanted to be something to her.
