The Possessive Alpha
Chapter 115

ELLE POV

Damon hovers above me, staring into my eyes, his hand caressing my cheek, the nerves of this moment rising into my throat, and it’s like he can tell. He leans his forehead against mine, the electricity buzzing while the sparks run rampant along my skin in ways it never has. “We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready, Elle. I love you and will wait as long as needed for you to be comfortable.”

“I love you too, but I won’t lie,” I say, my mouth slightly dry, “I am a little nervous, but I know you would never hurt me.” I wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer as my lips meet his, mixing while the rest of the world disappears. A primal growl reverberates through his chest as I nip his lower l*p, my tongue demanding entrance as they swirl together, giving way to Damon’s demand for control.

Without removing his lips from my body, he moves them along my jaw, causing a small sigh to leave me, the smell of my desire so heavy in the room you could practically taste it. Nibbling on my ear throaty m**n bubbles within me, my hands gripping his shoulder, attempting to pull him closer as my h**s rise involuntarily, the wetness already pooling between my thighs.

Damon’s hand grabs my h*p, running his thumb along the skin right above the top of my pajama bottoms, my entire shivering at the skin-to-skin contact. Lifting my shirt higher, I feel his hands dance along my stomach, causing me to buzz higher than before. Rolling off of me, Damon tugs on my shirt while his raw voice full of l**t fills my ears, “take it off, princess. Let me see the amazing body the Goddess created for me alone.”

The way his eyes stare me down like I am the first meal a starving man has seen in months has my self-confidence soaring as I lift the shirt above my head, letting my red hair fall against my smooth back. Damon’s attention remains on me as I lean over to k**s him, gently pushing him against the bed as I climb on top of him, my legs straddling his h**s. I am not trying to think about my actions, letting my instinct guide me.

As I lower my h**s onto him, I notice the hard c**k pressing into me, setting my body on fire as my lips mingle with his, his large palms resting against my h**s, pulling me into him. The friction he is creating by pushing me back and forth has me so lost in the sensation I don’t notice as Damon flips me over onto my back. Before I can react, he has my wrists locked in his hands as he lifts them above my head, his eyes appreciating my body. His eyes became pits of desire as he takes in every curve of my body like its own playground.

His teeth nip at my marking spot, driving me insane, as a m**n leaves me, my eyes rolling back into my head, the euphoria nearly overwhelming. If it’s this intense with l*p nip, what will it be like when his fangs finally sink into his collarbone? I can feel Damon smiling against my skin, clearly enjoying how I react to his every touch, k**s, and caress as he moves further down my body.

A possessive growl escapes his chest as his lips close around my n****e, pulling the bud in between his teeth while his tongue flicks against it turning me into a puddle of jelly in the bed. My breathing increases as small, breathless m***s escape. Pulling away, a needy whimper leaves me at the absence of his touch.

A devilish chuckle rumbles in the air as his mouth hovers above the other n****e, gently blowing on it, clearly enjoying watching me squirm underneath him. Repositioning himself above me, he puts his thigh in between mine, pressing into my core, and the pressure from the contact has me on the verge of exploding in frustration.

Moving again, Damon places himself between my thighs, pressing his hard c**k against me, sending my cravings into overdrive. Bringing his lips against mine once more, frolicking together in unbearable need and want for the other person. A desire so primal we couldn’t avoid it even if we wanted to.

Surprisingly the longer we wait, the more nerves disappear as I become more comfortable. As if he can tell I am more relaxed, Damon scoots away before hooking his hands into the waistband of my pants as he tugs them lower. Both his eyes are pitch black as he sniffs the air, my l**t hitting him like a bulldozer, and I can tell he is itching to dive in, but he shows incredible self-preservation as my hands run along his naked chest.

A sigh leaves him as my fingers trace the lines of his abs. Sitting up, I place gentle k****s along his pecs, enjoying the shiver that runs along his spine. I pull his face into mine, demanding more, he has barely touched me, but my cravings are becoming unbearable as I wait for more.

“Patience,” Damon remarks, tugging on my chin so I can look him in the eye, “patience, Elle. I want to enjoy every inch of my Luna for as long as possible.” He k****s my lips lightly while a growl of frustration escapes me causing him to chuckle. Leaning close to me, he whispers in my ear, his warm breath against my cool skin, as he whispers to me, “Patience is a virtue, Biscuit, and patient women get rewarded.”

My eyes meet his at the mention of a reward, his eyes sparkling with mischief, clearly enjoying my impatience as another tremble tears through my body. “Must you enjoy torturing me?” I ask him through gritted teeth, my s****l frustration wreaking mayhem within my body.

Leaning down to peck my lips, he looks at me, the naughtiness of his thoughts written clearly on his face. “Oh yes, I must,” he says, between little pecks, “and I am really going to enjoy torturing you for the rest of our lives together, but the reward will be so worth it.”

Staring at his chest, all I can think is running my tongue down his abs. Within the blink of an eye, I use his tricks against him, flipping him onto his back and sitting on his h**s as I hold down his hands above his head. Before he can protest, I crash my lips onto his, making my need known through the urgency my lips move against his.

Pressing my h**s into his, I start grinding slowly as a growl runs through Damon; the way his chest rumbles tickles my erect n*****s sending me into overdrive, my body moving of its own accord. Removing my mouth from his, I try catching my breath while peppering his jaw with soft nibbles and licks. Returning the favor, I nip his marking spot with a little more pressure than him. His h**s buck into mine as he growls my name, causing a surge of wetness, my entire body buzzing with the intoxication of his body against mine.

Enjoying the control, knowing he could take it back at any moment, I lift my body, placing my n****e against his l*p. Damon doesn’t need more than that simple action to take the bud into mine; as my head tilts back, I m**n his name, my h**s moving against his hard c**k.

My hands loosen their hold as I reposition myself giving him the other breast to lick and suck while I purr with need, my toes curling as the pressure starts building in my p***y. With a desperate growl, Damon has thrown me back onto the bed as he kneels in front of me, his breathing heavy.

I see his claws elongate as he tears away my bottoms with ease, leaving me topless and in my underwear, his eyes going wild as the full force of my desire hits his nostrils. I can’t help the teasing words that escape as I stare at him in wonder, “who is the impatient one now?” I ask as his eyes snap to mine, seeing the disobedience in my eyes.

Smirking, he lowers himself next to my ear, “I think you want to be punished by your Alpha,” he whispers in my ear as his fingers run along my stomach, right above the waist of my panties, h**s raising silently begging for him to sink himself into me. I can’t respond to anything he says, my mind in a haze as he continues with his assault on my senses.

“But that’s not going to happen tonight,” he says, fingers sneaking inside, caressing the skin there but still far away from where I want him to be. “No, I’ll just tack on a punishment next time.” I don’t know why the thought of being punished makes me so excited, a frustrated growl leaving my lips as his hand inches forward but is still miles away.

No longer able to wait, I push on his hand, forcing him lower as his fingers graze against my soaking-wet folds, and that’s all it took for Damon to give in. His fingers against my clit, a g***n leaving his lips, “so wet and swollen for me already.” Without warning, two fingers thrust inside, momentarily shocking me as I still, Damon groaning through heavy breaths as he tries restraining himself.

Pressing his thumb into my clit, I thank the goddess the rooms are soundproof; otherwise, the whole house might have heard my scream. Damon stares into my eyes as his fingers start their gentle strokes within me. The tension between us and within my own body has me screaming for some release.

Momentarily stopping, Damon reaches down to remove my underwear, sliding them down my h**s and tossing them easily. He has only been gone for a few seconds, but I miss his presence as I whimper from the lack of contact. Once the panties are on the other side of the room, he reinserts his finger, my p***y clenching around him easily.

“Damon,” I m**n as I raise my h**s to meet the steady pace he began, my walls clenching as the tension within me builds, begging for release. My eyes roll back as the pleasure becomes unbearable, and I get lost in the sensation.

“Look at me,” he commands, causing my eyes to snap open obediently; a growl of approval echoes throughout the room. Damon picks up his pace, my eyes glued to his as he enjoys watching my need build until it’s no longer manageable. Clutching the sheets, I can see the peak of my climax on the horizon, but it’s still out of reach.

As if he can sense how close I am, his thumb starts rubbing circles on my clit, swollen like a small balloon, begging for the release only he can give. “Who do you belong to?” He asks, my h**s matching the pace his fingers have established, moving in perfect unison. I can barely think, my body searching for release. “Answer me,” he demands, going faster, making me more delirious with each passing second.

“You!” I yell, my back arching as fireworks pop in my brain, the o****m tumbling from me leaving me a jumbled mess, while my walls clench against his fingers in tiny spasms. “Alpha,” I whimper like a simpering mess as he removes his fingers. Lowering himself between my thighs not allowing me a moment of reprieve before his tongue is diving between my folds like he is trying to lick my soul from me.

“Jesus christ,” I g***n, my hands gripping his hair, as my body contorts in uncomfortable positions another mind numbing o****m cascades throughout every cell in my body. My legs wrapping around his head pulling him closer to me, not caring if he can breathe, as his appreciative growl has me screaming his name as another blissful climax pours from me.

I can barely breathe, as I my shoulders relax and the rest of my body melts into the mattress, as I enjoy the stars still dancing in my eyes. As my legs loosen their hold allowing Damon to k**s along my thighs, before climbing off the bed. I watch him through the haze of my release as he pulls his shorts and boxers down his c**k springing forth looking larger than I remember. How am I going all of him inside of me?

I slowly start panicking as he k****s his way back up my body, as if he can sense the nerves have started creeping back in, he stops to crawl the rest of the way up my body before looking me in the eyes. “Are you okay?” He asks gently, as his hand rubs my earlob and tucks some hair behind my hair. “We don’t have to continue if you don’t want to.” He reassures me as he sprinkles little k****s along my shoulder blade.

“I want to,” I say, slightly shaky as my breathing returns to normal, “I just…how will it fit?” I whisper, my cheeks turning pink at my inexperience at our next adventure. I can handle a f*****g war with ease but this has me all in knots. “Because I have seen two of your fingers stuck together and I can guarantee that is bigger.” I glance downwards as I continue my rambling.

“My Luna,” Damon whispers softly, brushing along my eyebrow the sparks starting to work their magic in keeping me calm, “we don’t have to continue, I promise I would rather we do what your comfortable with.”

“I want you,” I say turning to face him, my lips brushing him, my taste still heavy on his tongue, pulling away he looks me in the eye, “are you sure?” He asks, rolling me onto my back as he strategically places himself between my thighs. I nod yes, but he doesn’t move an inch as his eyes bore into mine. “I need to hear you say yes, Elle.”

“Yes,” I say, placing my hands on his shoulders, bracing myself. For what? I don’t know as his lips brushes against mine calming me slightly. “I’ll go slow, and if it becomes too much tell me and I will stop immediately.”

Using his hand he guides his c**k to my drenched entrance a g***n escaping his lips as he presses his head against my entrance, slowly pushing his way through the fold. I wince at the pressure, as he stills groaning in pleasure, giving me a minute to adjust to his girth. After a moment, he continues pushing his self to the hilt, growling as he still while I wince trying to get accustomed to his full size practically stretching me thin.

“f**k,” he g****s, resting his head against mine, “you are the perfect Luna.” After giving me a few seconds to adjust he starts moving slowly his stare locked onto mine. As I get used to the sensation of him filling me, my nails dig into his shoulder blade, a small m**n escaping me as I start relaxing into the situation. I can tell Damon wants to go harder, and faster but is restraining himself for my comfort, but with each passing second my nerves dissipate and the the pressure begins to build.

“More,” I beg, wrapping my legs around his h**s as he picks up the speed, my m***s becoming wild, and feral as the pressure begins to build. Damon is dragging me back up the mountain, we stare into each others eyes, our hands clapsing together as he growls. Nothing else in the world matters in this moment as my pleasure heightens, my back arching underneath him on the cusp of another mind altering release.

Sensing how close I am, Damon lowers his head to my marking spot, as he whispers “I love you,” through the grunts of his pleasure. As his elongated fangs pierce my skin, the most earth shattering o****m tears through me. It feels like I am experiencing the creation and destruction of the universe at the same time.

Removing his canines, he licks the mark, causing a shiver to ricochet through my body as he whispers “mine.” Barely recovered from my o****m as my p***y continues clenching around him Damon picks up the speed of his rhythm, making it hard to think straight.

So lost in my own pleasure, I barely notice as Scarlett pushes forward, my canines growing as I find his marking spot. Like Slade, she could sense his o****m and sinks our incisors into the spot as Damon roars above us, his entire body trembling as the bond between us solidifies. Removing my teeth, I whisper, “mine,” before licking his wound to help heal it early.

A wave of love, gratitude, and adoration washes over me, as Damon k****s my cheeks, as he pulls himself from within me, to lays down beside me pulling me onto his chest. His hands running through the my hair as a sigh of pure happiness leaves our lips.

I don’t know when it happened but laying in the afterglow of finally marking each other, both of us drift off into sleep. As the darkness claims me, forgotten memories of a childhood long ago resurface in my dreams deeping the bond even further.