The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 117: Chapter 117

Blaze POV
I rubbed the back of Jordan’s hand as we made our way to the guest room, Jordan excitedly talking about Jaxon’s proposal to Alex. Smooth, real smooth, I had to admit. Jaxon had style when it came to popping the big question to his partner. Still, would it have hurt for Jordan to let me know that was why we had to come to Jaxon’s pack? Little minx, I thought affectionately. I wasn’t really angry about it, I found it amusing.
“I can’t believe you kept this to yourself” I grumbled “I thought we didn’t keep secrets from each other” I complained.
She giggled. “You’re not very good at keeping a poker face” she explained “and I didn’t want to ruin it for Jaxon and Alex. Wasn’t that the sweetest proposal you ever saw?” she said dreamily.
“It was nice” I admitted, “he thought well out of the box on that one. I wouldn’t have dreamed of using a rabbit to pop the question with.”
I gave him kudos for originality though.
“I thought it was adorable” she murmured “Alex is very attached to that rabbit. He loves Clover,” she said as we opened the door and walked inside the room.
“I noticed,” I said drily.
The poor guy had looked completely miserable when he thought Clover had been missing. I was surprised he had forgiven Jaxon for using Clover like that so easily. Ah well. I guess it was love. It was easier to forgive someone when you were in love, I thought sadly.
Alex patted my hand. “Are you still thinking about her?” she asked quietly, sensing my pensive mood.
“I can’t help it” I admitted, bowing my head slightly “It’s the not knowing,” I said quietly “whether she’s dead or alive. If she’s managed to survive or if she was murdered by a rogue.”
She was sympathetic. “Blaze,” she said slowly “do you need to go and look for her? Do you need to go and find out for yourself what has happened and stop these thoughts from plaguing your mind?”
I shook my head. “No, this feeling will pass. I think it’s only natural to wonder, but in time it will fade. I’m sorry, I’m ruining the mood” I apologized. She didn’t deserve to have this happy day spoilt in any way. She was happy for Jaxon and so was
I.
She gave me a tender smile. I leaned over and kissed her, longingly, my hand gripping her long luscious locks, my tongue plundering her mouth as she granted me access, moaning into my mouth. When I pulled back her lips were swollen and there was a dazed look in her eye. I got to my feet, and slowly took off my clothes, her eyes on me the whole time. She eyed me hungrily, her eyes gleaming. She was insatiable at this stage in her pregnancy, always wanting me. I wasn’t exactly complaining. If anything I wanted her just as badly, more so sometimes.
“Blaze” she whispered, as I began to pull her dress over her head, throwing it carelessly away. I ripped her panties open, tearing them off with my nails.
“You’re lucky we brought clothes with us” she complained as I chuckled and winked at her.
I got behind her and then gently, tenderly, turned her onto her side, kissing the nape of her neck, my hand sweeping over her stomach as she mewled, her juices beginning to flow as I smelt her arousal. My hard c**k pressed against her buttocks as she wriggled against me and I hissed. She was so impatient I mused.
“Blaze” she whimpered.
I nibbled on her earlobe, and she hissed. My hand crept down between her legs, gently rubbing her clit as she spread them eagerly, her head flinging back as she cried out in pleasure. She was so wet, so ready for me. I circled her clit with my fingers, over and over again, bringing her to new heights of pleasure as she panted and moaned, her breathing shallow and uneven.
“You’re so beautiful” I murmured, beginning to stroke her folds in between rubbing her clit as she gasped out loud, her body tensing and quivering. “I love just feeling and touching you. Feeling your belly swollen with our pup.”
She cried out, her body stiffening, her orgasm rippling through her body, shuddering against me, her back against my chest, my hand firmly keeping her legs spread apart as she slowly crashed back down to earth, licking her lips and looking stunned.
I kissed the top of her head. “I love it when you scream my name” I growled protectively.
“Oh god,” she panted, my hand moving to cup her large and soft breast. She squirmed, the sensation arousing her some
more.
“I know this makes you feel good” I whispered, gently rubbing my finger over her n****e as she hissed, the n***** becoming like a hard pebble “What about if I do this?” I teased, massaging and squeezing her breast as she hitched in a breath.
“Oh god,” she cried, her hand digging into the bedsheets and grasping at them.
I lightly sucked on her neck, watching with satisfaction as a hickey came to the surface, next to my mark on her neck. I began to kiss the back of her shoulder, occasionally sucking at it as her breathing got even more shallow.
“I want you” she pleaded, trying to turn to look over her shoulder “Please, Blaze, take me” she begged unashamedly. “Put your c**k in me” she begged, “and f**k me.”
I grabbed her ass and squeezed it. She groaned. “Blaze” she begged again “Stop teasing me” she growled and I huffed and laughed.
She was so adorable when she was pretending to be angry. My hand skimmed along her stomach, feeling its swollenness and its roundness. It was so soft, so supple. I knew she was self-conscious about it, but for the life of me, I couldn’t work out why. She looked like a goddess to me. I admired her curves. I adored them. I couldn’t get enough of touching and feeling them. Just one glance at her and this gorgeous body of hers was enough to get me rock-hard and raring to go. I wish she understood the effect she had on me. I wish she understood how beautiful she was. Her last pack had done a lot of damage to her self-esteem and I was working to change that. It seemed to be working but occasionally she reverted back to her old way of thinking and feeling.
I lifted her leg up and lined myself up at her entrance, guiding myself in slowly as she whimpered, her hips rocking back against me as I gritted my teeth. At this rate, I was going to blow my load if she wasn’t careful. Christ. I sank in, all the way and held myself still, allowing her to adjust to the feeling of it, as she wriggled and rocked against me, desperate for me to start moving.
“More” she begged, her voice husky, her eyes wide.
I slowly slid out and then back in, loving the way she fit like a glove around my c**k, her walls squeezing and clenching around me. It was heaven. Pure pleasure shot through me as our bodies touched each other, warmth spreading throughout my entire body.
“Oh, oh, oh” she cried out, as I cupped her breast and squeezed it “Blaze.”
I began to thrust a little harder and faster as her body jiggled with my movements. God, the way she looked, with her head flung back, and a look of ecstasy on her face. So f*****g hot. My hand roamed all over her, pinching, squeezing, caressing. She spread her legs even wider, grinding back against me as I hissed, thrusting into her eagerly. I was like a thirsting man, desperate for water, my body sinking into her over and over as she mewled and cried out.
“Blaze, it’s too much” she shrieked, her back arching and bowing “Oh god, I think I’m about to…” she trailed off and then screamed, another orgasm ripping through her, her walls clenching around my c**k as I cursed.
f**k. Her walls were clenching down so damn hard around my c**k. It was almost impossible to avoid Cumming inside of her. I thrust into her hard, one last time, my body stiffening as I sought my own release, spilling my seed inside of her, panting heavily, pressing my head against the back of hers. I groaned, slowly sliding out of her, as she lay there exhausted putting a hand on her stomach and gently running my fingers over her bump.
“That was…” she breathed “Incredible.”
“I think you’re more sensitive down there because of the pregnancy” I smirked, even as I agreed with her.
The s*x was always mind-blowing but perhaps it was because it was with my mate rather than because the s*x was good. It was more special, more romantic when it was with her.
“Maybe,” she said quietly, looking over her shoulder and grinning “or maybe you’re just too damn good at it.”
I laughed, before sitting up and stretching. She eyed me lustfully, her gaze raking me up and down. My eyes narrowed. Surely she couldn’t be wanting more?
“Honey” I growled, my c**k going rock hard at the thought of sinking into her tight little p***y again, my self-control
slipping fast “You keep eyeing me like that and I’m going to ravish you again while you scream my name over and over” I warned her as she blushed.
“Sorry,” she said hastily “it’s just that…”
I raised an eyebrow and waited, a grin on my face. She licked her lips. “You just look so damn gorgeous,” she said sounding ashamed. She avoided my gaze.
“Don’t ever feel sorry for appreciating my body” I purred, leaning over to her and planting a kiss on her lips “I appreciate yours. I’m always sneaking glances when you think I’m not looking” I admitted “because I can’t get enough of looking at you. You’re so perfect. I just wish you could see you, from my eyes.”
She reached out and took my hand. “Thank you,” she said, looking at me, her eyes shining with emotion “I’m actually starting to believe that I’m beautiful and it’s all because of you. You make me feel like a woman, loved, cherished, desired, and everything I dreamed of.”
I was touched. “Sweetheart, I made you feel like you deserved to feel. You were already drop-dead gorgeous. I still worry I have to fend off males with a stick when they look at you” I told her grimly as she giggled. “Now hot stuff,” I said, breathing into her ear as she stilled “How about we get some sleep before we go back to our pack tomorrow? I find I want to hold you in my arms and feel our baby moving” I growled as she nodded in agreement.
She might not know it yet, but I had a surprise waiting for her when we got home. Anticipation flooded through me. With luck, she would love it. But if she didn’t….I swallowed hard, beginning to doubt myself. Well, it was too late now. I would find out tomorrow whether I had done the right thing or not.