The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 144: Chapter 144
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Josie’s POV
I was nervous. My breath hitched as Rohan came limping out of the bathroom, a towel clad around his waist, exposing his impressive six pack and taut abdomen, my mouth salivating as I looked at him, my eyes lingering on his chest, my cheeks blushing a pale rosy colour as he sauntered into the bedroom, looking more at ease as he began to bend over and dig through the dresser to get his clothes, the towel tightening around his waist and making me drool at his backside. “Are you okay?” he asked over his shoulder.
Was I ever! I was practically eye humping the poor man. His eyes were narrowed and filled with concern. I coughed. “I’m fine” I said lamely, jumping up and scuttling into the bathroom, feeling like I’d been caught staring. He stared after me and shrugged.
We were still at Rohan’s pack. That’s right Rohan’s pack. Once father had gotten over his anger, he had changed his mind about disbanding the pack and decided to leave Rohan in charge, with the most loyal pack members and their families and take only the ones who might pose a challenge. Women and children remained behind as well, and the elderly so long as they didn’t have an issue with Rohan becoming the Alpha. Rohan was in shock. He still couldn’t refer to himself as Alpha. He said it didn’t feel right. My father left behind a lot of his warriors to guard the perimeter, his search for Alpha Drake still ongoing. He was determined to find the bastard and so was Rohan. It was now night time and my mother and father had departed to go back to their own pack, my mother smiling at me lovingly, a knowing look in her eyes as she glanced at Rohan. She knew, instinctively that I would not want to be separated from him, but nor did I want to go back to my old pack. I needed space from my family, as much as I loved them. It would be awkward trying to mate with Rohan, eventually, with my family under the same roof.
I turned the water on and let the bathtub fill, the water soothing and relaxing, steam rising as I began to peel off my clothes, stepping into the tub and sinking down, letting the water fill up to my shoulders, sighing deeply as I leaned against it, my eyes closed in utter bliss. Heaven. Exactly what I needed. Rohan’s wounds were healed now and there was no signs of the whipping he’d been forced to endure. I was grateful. I could see him, in my minds eye, those gorgeous eyes of his, his chiselled chin, the light five o clock shadow and the hair that drooped across one eye and was slightly mussed. My breath caught. He was so perfect, so beautiful. I still couldn’t fathom that he wanted me. The more I thought about him, the way he looked, the way he moved, everything about him was gorgeous in my eyes. I thought about him, the both of us, together, in that way and my cheeks burned red, my thighs instinctively clamping together as I fought back my
moan.
I could picture him touching me, my body beginning to feel like there was tiny pinpricks all over my skin. I bit my lip, imagining him on top of me, the muscles in his arms rippling as he held himself above, his face staring down at me, thrusting away and I felt myself becoming aroused, my juices beginning to flow. Damnit, my body was beginning to crave a release as I found myself feeling more than a little pent up. But did I dare? With him right in the other room? I had never done it before, but right now my body was screaming at me to try it, an image of Rohan kept in my mind’s eye, my wolf shooting me erotic images that only caused me to groan out loud. It was torture. I wanted him, like crazy, but I also had a feeling he would refuse if I tried to persuade him, being too much of a gentleman.
I slowly reached down between my legs, feeling the outer folds with trembling fingers, my breathing becoming shallow as I began to lightly circle my clit, my legs spreading out in the tub. I felt the pleasure beginning to take over, instinctively knowing just how to pleasure myself and bring myself to the brink, panting heavily, small cries erupting from my lips as I forgot about Rohan being on the other side of the door completely.
I shook, “Rohan” I groaned, my head flinging backwards, my finger rubbing myself harder, the water only adding to the experience as my pleasure intensified, until I couldn’t take it anymore, my orgasm taking over and causing me to give a sharp cry, my body pulsating with little aftershocks as I leaned back, feeling relaxed in the tub.
There was a pleasant ache between my legs and I stood up, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around myself, padding to the door and unlocking it before heading casually into the room. I shrieked as I felt myself lifted with strong arms, Rohan’s dark eyes narrowed on me as he took in my flushed face, practically flinging me onto the bed and climbing beside me as I stared at him stunned.
“I heard you” he growled as I stilled “every little cry you made as you touched yourself. Do you have any idea what a turn on that was?”
My eyes shot down to his member. He wasn’t wearing clothes and his erection jutted out proudly. I swallowed hard. He was huge and he was rock hard. His eyes were glinting as he pulled my towel open, licking his lips, his nostrils flaring.
“I can smell your arousal and the orgasm you had” he hissed, gripping my chin and bending down to kiss me possessively as I moaned, my body wriggling excitedly underneath him. Maybe he wasn’t such a gentleman after all?
His kiss was harsh and forced me to yield to him. I did so willingly, feeling a hand skim between my legs. He pulled back, a fierce expression on his face that only filled me with anticipation rather than fear. “Tell me to stop” he snarled “because if I start, I don’t think I can stop. Not when you look so damn beautiful” he added, his hand moving upwards and gently cupping my breast “and so perfectly luscious” he finished, c*****g his head and surveying me with anticipation.
I could no more stop him than I could beg. I wanted him, needed him. My body pressed up against him, grinding against his c**k and he let out a low hiss.
“I want you” I pleaded, my eyes fixed on his “please Rohan. Don’t stop” I urged and he let out a ferocious growl and swooped down for another kiss.
“You have no idea what you’re in for” he growled, claiming my lips.
I didn’t care. As he began to touch me it was like my skin erupted and sparks began to fly everywhere. It was like I couldn’t get enough and my inhibitions faded away, as he began to show me exactly what it was like to be mated.
I was nervous. My breath hitched as Rohan came limping out of the bathroom, a towel clad around his waist, exposing his impressive six pack and taut abdomen, my mouth salivating as I looked at him, my eyes lingering on his chest, my cheeks blushing a pale rosy colour as he sauntered into the bedroom, looking more at ease as he began to bend over and dig through the dresser to get his clothes, the towel tightening around his waist and making me drool at his backside. “Are you okay?” he asked over his shoulder.
Was I ever! I was practically eye humping the poor man. His eyes were narrowed and filled with concern. I coughed. “I’m fine” I said lamely, jumping up and scuttling into the bathroom, feeling like I’d been caught staring. He stared after me and shrugged.
We were still at Rohan’s pack. That’s right Rohan’s pack. Once father had gotten over his anger, he had changed his mind about disbanding the pack and decided to leave Rohan in charge, with the most loyal pack members and their families and take only the ones who might pose a challenge. Women and children remained behind as well, and the elderly so long as they didn’t have an issue with Rohan becoming the Alpha. Rohan was in shock. He still couldn’t refer to himself as Alpha. He said it didn’t feel right. My father left behind a lot of his warriors to guard the perimeter, his search for Alpha Drake still ongoing. He was determined to find the bastard and so was Rohan. It was now night time and my mother and father had departed to go back to their own pack, my mother smiling at me lovingly, a knowing look in her eyes as she glanced at Rohan. She knew, instinctively that I would not want to be separated from him, but nor did I want to go back to my old pack. I needed space from my family, as much as I loved them. It would be awkward trying to mate with Rohan, eventually, with my family under the same roof.
I turned the water on and let the bathtub fill, the water soothing and relaxing, steam rising as I began to peel off my clothes, stepping into the tub and sinking down, letting the water fill up to my shoulders, sighing deeply as I leaned against it, my eyes closed in utter bliss. Heaven. Exactly what I needed. Rohan’s wounds were healed now and there was no signs of the whipping he’d been forced to endure. I was grateful. I could see him, in my minds eye, those gorgeous eyes of his, his chiselled chin, the light five o clock shadow and the hair that drooped across one eye and was slightly mussed. My breath caught. He was so perfect, so beautiful. I still couldn’t fathom that he wanted me. The more I thought about him, the way he looked, the way he moved, everything about him was gorgeous in my eyes. I thought about him, the both of us, together, in that way and my cheeks burned red, my thighs instinctively clamping together as I fought back my
moan.
I could picture him touching me, my body beginning to feel like there was tiny pinpricks all over my skin. I bit my lip, imagining him on top of me, the muscles in his arms rippling as he held himself above, his face staring down at me, thrusting away and I felt myself becoming aroused, my juices beginning to flow. Damnit, my body was beginning to crave a release as I found myself feeling more than a little pent up. But did I dare? With him right in the other room? I had never done it before, but right now my body was screaming at me to try it, an image of Rohan kept in my mind’s eye, my wolf shooting me erotic images that only caused me to groan out loud. It was torture. I wanted him, like crazy, but I also had a feeling he would refuse if I tried to persuade him, being too much of a gentleman.
I slowly reached down between my legs, feeling the outer folds with trembling fingers, my breathing becoming shallow as I began to lightly circle my clit, my legs spreading out in the tub. I felt the pleasure beginning to take over, instinctively knowing just how to pleasure myself and bring myself to the brink, panting heavily, small cries erupting from my lips as I forgot about Rohan being on the other side of the door completely.
I shook, “Rohan” I groaned, my head flinging backwards, my finger rubbing myself harder, the water only adding to the experience as my pleasure intensified, until I couldn’t take it anymore, my orgasm taking over and causing me to give a sharp cry, my body pulsating with little aftershocks as I leaned back, feeling relaxed in the tub.
There was a pleasant ache between my legs and I stood up, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around myself, padding to the door and unlocking it before heading casually into the room. I shrieked as I felt myself lifted with strong arms, Rohan’s dark eyes narrowed on me as he took in my flushed face, practically flinging me onto the bed and climbing beside me as I stared at him stunned.
“I heard you” he growled as I stilled “every little cry you made as you touched yourself. Do you have any idea what a turn on that was?”
My eyes shot down to his member. He wasn’t wearing clothes and his erection jutted out proudly. I swallowed hard. He was huge and he was rock hard. His eyes were glinting as he pulled my towel open, licking his lips, his nostrils flaring.
“I can smell your arousal and the orgasm you had” he hissed, gripping my chin and bending down to kiss me possessively as I moaned, my body wriggling excitedly underneath him. Maybe he wasn’t such a gentleman after all?
His kiss was harsh and forced me to yield to him. I did so willingly, feeling a hand skim between my legs. He pulled back, a fierce expression on his face that only filled me with anticipation rather than fear. “Tell me to stop” he snarled “because if I start, I don’t think I can stop. Not when you look so damn beautiful” he added, his hand moving upwards and gently cupping my breast “and so perfectly luscious” he finished, c*****g his head and surveying me with anticipation.
I could no more stop him than I could beg. I wanted him, needed him. My body pressed up against him, grinding against his c**k and he let out a low hiss.
“I want you” I pleaded, my eyes fixed on his “please Rohan. Don’t stop” I urged and he let out a ferocious growl and swooped down for another kiss.
“You have no idea what you’re in for” he growled, claiming my lips.
I didn’t care. As he began to touch me it was like my skin erupted and sparks began to fly everywhere. It was like I couldn’t get enough and my inhibitions faded away, as he began to show me exactly what it was like to be mated.
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