Page 9 of Cupid's Alpha
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Emilia
The bedsheets feelcold against my skin.
I put my nose to the pillow and breath in his scent. Closing my eyes, I imagine what it would be like to wake up to it every single morning.
Heaven.
“Hey,” he says, walking in through the door, “I was wondering where you’d gone.”
I smile up at him, my heart beating a million miles an hour. “I just needed to lie down,” I say.
“On my bed?”
He sits down next to me and rests his hand on my hip. “Is that a problem?” I say.
He leans over and kisses me. I close my eyes and pull him closer. “No,” he says, “you’re exactly where you belong.”
I sneak my hand under his t-shirt. His skin is warm and surprisingly soft. His lips press against my neck and he tells me how he’s been waiting all day to get me alone and how he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about all the naughty things he wants to do to my body.
“Oh, yeah?” I say. “What kind of things?”
“First,” he growls, his hand sliding between my legs, “I want to kiss every single inch of you.”
An intense jolt shoots through my body. For a second, I can’t say anything. There’s no air in my lungs and my tongue’s not working. The idea of me being naked, with Drew gently kissing me is too much to handle.
“And then what?” I croak.
“Then I’ll run my tongue along your sweet, delicious pussy. I’ll bury my fingers deep inside your cunt. I’ll suck on your cherry. Pushing you further and further until you come all over my face.”
I run my hands through his hair and stroke his jaw. We look into each other’s eyes.
“What did I ever do to deserve you?” I say.
He kissed me again. This time there’s a desperate urgency to it. Like there’s a missile heading straight for us and we’ve only got a few more minutes to live.
“No,” he says, “I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you.”
He pulls away from me. There’s a dark, serious look on his face.
I snuggle up close and put my arm around his shoulder. “What’s wrong, Drew? Did I do something wrong?”
He looks at me with tears in his eyes. “I’ve done some pretty bad things in my life, Emilia. I need you to know that. Stuff I’ll regret for the rest of my life. Stuff that haunts me at night. I’ve seen stuff that no man ever should. And for the longest time I’ve felt like I’ve had this big black cloud hovering over my head. I’d convinced myself that the rest of my life would be a miserable hell, and that I deserved every single second of it. But when I saw you yesterday for the first time, something inside me changed. It was like a hand grenade had gone off in my chest. I swear, my skin was tingling. My cock was hard. For the first time in a long time, I knew what it was like to feel happy again. To feel hope for a better future. But if we’re going to be together, then I need to be honest with you. You need to know the kind of man you’re getting involved with. Because once we’re together - once I make love to you - then there’s no going back. You’ll be mine. ”
We sit in silence, the light from outside slowly getting darker. A huge, black shadow creeps along the floor, slowly gobbling up everything in its path.
“You’re not a bad man, Drew,” I say. “You may have done bad things in the past. But you’re not a bad man.”
“How can you say that? I killed three men today. And I don’t feel a thing.”
I take his face in both my hands and force him to look at me. “Those men were trying to hurt me and my sister. What you did was save our lives. And I don’t care about the things you’ve done in the past. All I care about is the man you are now. And I know, deep in my heart, that you’re a good man. Someone who’s willing to risk his life to protect the people he loves. A man who’s willing to give up his career to move back home and keep his elderly grandmother company. Most people wouldn’t do that, Drew. Most people would have put her in a nursing home and carried on with their lives. But not you.” I lace my fingers through his and squeeze his hand. “You’re kind and brave and sensitive. You’re everything I’ve ever dreamed of in a man. Now stop your moping and get over here. I’m already yours. I was the moment I set eyes on you. It’s just taken this long to seal the deal.”
He pulls his t-shirt over his head and climbs on top of me. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says.
I run my hand down his side and groan as he squeezes my breasts. We dry hump on his bed for a while. Kissing and fondling each other. The bed creaks with every move we make. My sister's upstairs in her bedroom. Nana Betty’s down the hall. But I don’t care if they can hear us.
“Now,” I say, “I can’t wait any longer.”
