Page 35 of The Alpha's Heir

Aiden slips off to find Eva and now the formality of welcoming the Alpha home is done, I continue to search out Preston. I need him. I need to breathe in his scent so it cleanses my soul of all the horrible events and revelations of the past ten days. Then I’m going to tell him off for not telling us sooner about the warped widow. I thought we had agreed we were in this together. I don’t like him keeping things like this from me, but I am not such a hypocrite that I don’t get it. I did the same, hiding my letters about the charges I would face. I wanted to protect him, and I didn’t want to worry him. I guess he did the same for me.

As I look around, I become frantic to find him, but I am unable to see him anywhere. I am about to alert everyone that Preston is missing when, at last, I catch a glimpse of him. Dressed in his uniform with his head down, he reminds me of a naughty schoolboy. Goddess I love him! I run to him and call out his name. I don’t miss the fact that his shoulders visibly relax, and the look of relief on his face evokes a small cry from me. This has really hurt my Preston. I know Nikki has lost her mate, but I want to slice her up for hurting mine.

To my own surprise, I jump into Preston’s arms and once he recovers from the shock of my very forward public behaviour, he holds me tighter in his big, muscled arms, spinning me around and drinking in the sight of me, like a thirsty man looking at an obscure glass of water.

“Fucking hell, Amber, I have missed you so much. I couldn’t see you and was dreading finding out that you had stayed somewhere else…” I stop his talking by kissing him, hard and urgent, so he knows exactly where this is leading. Instantly, he completely loses himself. Through our kiss, his excitement and anticipation builds and overflows. He carries me directly up to our room, where I find why he was late to the homecoming welcome.

Flowers cover every surface of our apartment, the lighting is low, and music is playing softly in the background. There are chocolates and wine and wine glasses on our little coffee table.

“Preston?” I give him a questioning look and my heart swells with love for him when he looks back at me bashfully. Even the tips of his ears glow red.

“I know we have a lot to talk about and work out, Red. I know I’ve fucked up. But right now, our time together is precious. Let me welcome you home, and tomorrow we will sort out the nastiness.”

As the ache of missing him lessens in my heart and another ache grows between my legs instead, I give in to him. I have missed him immensely and right now I just want to be held by him and touched by him and to forget everything outside of our little world just for one night. I nod my agreement and his answering smile is enough to floor me. I can’t wait for his body to merge with mine.

“Good, good girl. I’ve run you a bath, go and relax for a while.” I have no option but to obey him when he talks to me like that, I’m like putty in his hands. He gives my ass a little tap on the way past him and I try to absorb every sensation.

There are candles in the bathroom and rose petals in the water with a generous mountain of fragrant bubbles too. A thick pile of fluffy white bath towels are set near the side. I quickly strip out of my travelling clothes and slide into the tub, groaning as my bones melt against the divine hot water. Within minutes, I am snoozing in the bath. I wake up when Preston comes in with a drink for me.

“Thank you. Thank you for all this, my body feels like it’s in a cloud of bliss.” I smile up at him, but his expression is intense, and the pain is evident in his eyes. “Come on, get in with me.” I encourage him but he shakes his head.

“Just relax, Red. I want to look after you tonight. I want to care for you and show you how much I love and adore you.”

He’s scaring me, it’s like he is saying goodbye.

“Can I wash you please, Red?” He already has the body wash and body mop in his hands, so I give another little nod. He starts with my feet; the scratchy body mop tickles the soles of my feet and causes me to laugh loudly. “Keep still!” Preston chastises me mockingly, as he attempts to tickle me again.

He then cleans my lower legs, and as he edges closer to the epicentre of my arousal, the junction between my thighs, my excitement hits a fever pitch.

“Sit forward please, Red,” he asks me all too soon and I groan in frustration as I complete every action he commands of me. When I lean forward, he scrubs my back in circular motions, each stroke teasing my senses. He cleans all the way down to the crack in my ass and then works his way back up my sides. My skin puckers and my breathing hitches as he skims the sides of my boobs, and teases the underside of my breasts, barely missing where I crave his touch most. Lizzie growls in dissatisfaction when he moves away to my hands this time and then my forearms. The smirk on his face shows he knows exactly what he is doing, and he is enjoying making me squirm.

“Are you going to tease me all night, Preston? I swear to the Goddess, I will make you pay for this. It’s been ten days and I need you!” He smiles at my whining.

“Okay, okay. You win, let's just wash your pussy and then we're done.” My swollen clit practically jumps in anticipation. As Preston lathers his hands, I spread my knees as far as I can. His soapy hand strokes down my open slit causing me to whimper. “I've missed my pussy, ten days without it.”

“Is that all you’ve missed?” It's my turn to tease him now.

He lifts me from the bath, causing water to slop all over the side and down his clothes. “You know I love your pussy, almost as much as I love your mouth, but I love you and I miss you, Red. Now get in that bed and spread your legs wide for me. It's time for my supper.”

My core practically gushes at his words. “I want some supper too.”

His eyes are black now, and I know I have awoken the beast from within. “In that case, I’m going to lie down and you’re going to sit on my face so we can both have our supper at the same time.”

My essence soaks the insides of my thighs at the thought of what he is suggesting. We haven't done a sixty-nine in a long time.

I lower myself onto his face and relish his first contact, a long, thick stroke along my inner lips from his rough tongue. As his wonderfully warm and skilled tongue explores my depths, I lean forward until I am eye level with Preston's impressively long and thick dick. He has a remarkable cock, and even more remarkable skills when it comes to using it too. His groan vibrates against my most sensitive part when I take the tip of his cock into my mouth. We both move in unison, flicking, licking, and sucking until I feel my impending climax.

I lean up slightly. “I’m ready to cum, Preston, but I want to ride your cock when I do.”

He flips me around, so I am now face to face with him. I quickly straddle him and use my hand to guide his shaft up high inside me.

“Yes, Red. That’s my girl, ride me.” I move faster and with purpose as my climax builds again. Preston bites on one of my nipples and I shout his name as I fall off the cliff into a world of fulfilment.

In our haste, we forget to use protection. It’s the first time Preston and I have fully mated without a barrier in the way, and I don’t care. Every part of him is now mine, and this single act has fused our relationship to another level.

For the first time, I cry when I orgasm. I cry with relief at being back with Preston and I cry with the pain the past ten days has dealt us both.

My incredible, loyal and patient mate holds me while I weep and as I fall asleep in his arms, I know there is no better place than right here in his arms.

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