The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 36: Chapter 36

Jordan POV
He was a god. The very male image of a male Adonis. I stared up at the man who claimed to be my mate, his dark black hair almost completely blending in with the darkness, his dark brown eyes almost black in nature as I stared up at him, begging for him to take me as heat shot through me, the merest touch of him sending me into a spin. “I want you” I whimpered, sensing his hesitation and kissing him on the lips as he groaned. I writhed on the bed, pleasure shooting through me. I undid the buttons on his shirt with trembling fingers and he helped me take it off. I inhaled, looking at his taut abdomen and tight six-pack with appreciative eyes, licking my lips as he slowly began to take his shoes off and then his pants and boxers, leaving him completely nude and open to my gaze.
My eyes darted to his nether region and a gasp escaped my lips. He was huge. Massive, with a wide girth. Just the thought of him inside me made me wince even as my juices dripped onto the bedsheets. He came back over to me, climbed on top, and began to slowly kiss the nape of my neck, pushing my hair aside with gentle hands, sucking gently as I moaned. His hand reached down and cupped my breast, squeezing it and massaging it, as I writhed in pleasure.
“Oh god,” I moaned “oh, oh.”
His mouth slowly moved down to my throat, his other hand roaming down and gently massaging and caressing my sides. “So soft” he murmured with a low growl “so beautiful.”
I blushed. “You don’t have to pretend I’m pretty” I muttered, my voice shaking as he glanced at me sharply “I know that I’m um, big” I added lamely. I mean, you could hardly miss it, could you, I thought miserably.
“You, are a goddess,” he said sharply, kissing my n****e and causing me to arch my back and hiss “and your curves are incredibly sexy. Every inch of you turns me on” he growled, as I listened stunned, my body thrumming and quivering “and I don’t want to hear you talk like that ever again” he warned icily.
He licked my n****e and I cried out, his hands slowly moving down to my panties and hooking his fingers beneath them. He began to slide them off and I lifted my hips, watching as he flung them into the corner of the bedroom. He began to kiss the navel of my stomach, his dark eyes glittering as he watched my responses. I couldn’t get enough. Even as a small voice in my head tried to remind me that I was a virgin, that this wasn’t me, I couldn’t seem to focus on it enough to want to stop. His hands reached down and grasped my hips, his fingers lightly digging into my flesh. My nerves were sensitive to every touch and I was panting, my legs spreading automatically. He smirked at me, his eyes hooded as he bent his head and I sucked in a breath. Surely he wasn’t about to…I thought dazed and then almost shrieked as I felt his course tongue licking at my clit. Apparently, he was.
“Oh my god” I mewled, my hands scrabbling at the bedsheets, my core throbbing even harder.
His hands gripped me even tighter, keeping my legs spread firmly apart. I breathed heavily, my body trembling all over. I had never experienced such pleasure in all my life. My heart was racing wildly in my chest. He licked me along my folds and I cried out.
“So responsive” he purred, a pleased smile on his face.
He was really enjoying this, I thought with a groan. He darted his tongue inside of me and I felt my body shaking as the pleasure began to build. He was like an expert, his tongue moving in different directions, bringing me to different heights as he continued, my cries and moans only seeming to spur him on even more. I felt my body beginning to tense as the pleasure became almost intolerable before it came to a crescendo and an orgasm ripped through me, causing me to scream loudly as he continued to lick me, draining me dry, before my body flopped onto the bed.
“You taste sweet” he growled, licking his lips, his eyes glinting.
For a moment, all the heat, the pulsating pain, the sheer pleasure from his touch faded, only to come back with triple the force.
“More” I begged, my voice cracking.
He chuckled. “That was only the beginning” he promised wickedly “Trust me.”
He stopped and I looked at him disappointed. I was craving that piece of him that fitted inside of me, my body grounding against him as my hips raised, his c**k rock hard as it slid against my clit. He swore, even as he looked at me amused.
“Impatient little minx aren’t you,” he said gruffly, shaking his head at me.
“I need, I need you” I panted. Anything to stop this uncontrollable feeling of lust and desire. The pain had turned into pleasure but by god, all I wanted in this moment was him inside of me. I was determined to get the results I wanted. By subterfuge if I had to damnit.
He slowly slipped a finger inside of me and I winced at the tight feeling it produced. He began to slowly saw it back and forth, stretching me out, adding another finger, and curling them up. I could feel him hitting a spot, over and over again, as my toes curled, and my hands wrapped themselves around his back, my fingernails clawing at him, my back beginning to arch.
“Oh, oh, oh” I chanted, the feeling beginning to rise inside of me again as my mouth fell open in shock.
“c*m for me little kitten” he whispered in my ear, satisfaction in his voice “c*m for me” he coaxed.
I couldn’t take much more. My back arched and I shrieked, another orgasm washing over me as he slowly withdrew his fingers. Oh god. I was still wanting more. What in the hell was wrong with me? It was like I had no inhibitions at all. I was acting completely unlike myself and I didn’t feel a single bit ashamed at all.
“Good girl” breathed my mate, spreading my legs back out and then hesitating as though a thought had just come to him. He viewed me, c****d his head, and narrowed his eyes as I held in a breath.
Was he upset with me for some reason? What had I done wrong? Was I not good enough at this?
“Little mate,” he said quietly, his body stiffening, his jaw tightening “Are you a virgin?” he asked shrewdly.
I gulped and then nodded. There was no point lying, he was about to find out anyway. But I sincerely hoped he wasn’t about to stop, because I was desperate.
He looked extremely hesitant now. “I don’t think” he began, and I interrupted, feeling panic rising inside of me.
He couldn’t leave me like this, not now. I was in a perpetual state of horniness. “Please” I begged, reaching down and grasping his c**k, my hand closing around it as he shuddered “god, please, I’m begging you.”
“I don’t want you to regret this later” he sighed, his eyes searching mine.
I began to pump my hand up and down his shaft in answer and he cursed, mashing his lips against mine and causing my heart to flutter. “Damnit” he snarled, as I blinked up at him dazedly “You’re playing with fire baby girl” he warned, as I let my hand fall away and ground against him again.
I felt him line himself up at my entrance. “This will sting but then it will fade” he murmured apologetically.
I felt the anticipation as he slowly, torturously, pushed the tip of his c**k in. It felt tight. He kept his eyes on me the whole time as he pushed in harder before breaking through the barrier in one fell swoop and pausing to allow me time to adjust. I let out a whimper at the pain, the sting rapidly fading away, my hips relaxing to allow him to sink even deeper. I could see the strain on his face as he fought the urge to move, not wanting to hurt me any more than he already had. My body felt like it was aflame.
“You can move” I whispered, raising my hips as he groaned and slowly slid out and then back in, my body feeling like it was stuffed full.
I expected him to go quicker, but he took his time, gentle in his approach, slowly sliding out and then back in, giving me time to adjust to the length and width of his c**k, his hand gently cupping my breast and squeezing it, stopping every so often to kiss the nape of my neck and send a jolt of pure pleasure through me.
“You’re so tight” he groaned “fuck.”
That was a compliment, wasn’t it? Tight was good, right? He began to thrust back and forth a little quicker now and I writhed underneath him, my fingernails clawing down his back as his eyes glittered down at me.
“Faster” I urged, wrapping my legs around his waist and clenching my walls around his c**k as he thrust inside of me ” harder.”
He obliged, pumping back and forth inside of me harder and faster as I clung tightly to him, our bodies slick with sweat. The friction I felt from his c**k inside of me was amazing and I felt a third orgasm wash over me. He swore as my body tensed and I wailed, beginning to slam into me.
I didn’t know if I could take much more of this pleasure. It was all-consuming. Even with so many orgasms, it wasn’t fading. I was beginning to feel like a rag doll. His hand reached down between my legs and his fingers began to gently finger my clit as I gasped, my mouth opening wide in a large o.
“One more,” he said thickly as I felt my body bouncing on the bed, his other hand still holding my hip “You can take one more,” he said as I gaped at him.
He was trying to kill me. I was certain of it. But it didn’t prevent my body from responding. “Oh my god” I panted, as he grinned, a devilish look in his eyes “It’s too much” I wailed.
“You can take it” he panted.
He began to flick my clit, lightly strumming it as I tensed. God damn, he was good. He showed no signs of slowing down either. He flicked my clit, once, twice, thrice more, and then my body stiffened, and my walls clenched as another orgasm washed over me.
He cursed, his thrusts becoming more wild and primal, rough, as he took me, his movements frantic, sweat dripping off him, until he thrust hard inside of me one last time, his body stiffening as he stopped, spilling his seed inside of me, before slowly withdrawing and collapsing on the bed next to me.
The last orgasm had done it. I felt my vision become blurry again. The heat intensified and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I heard his voice dimly calling out “Mate, mate, wake up” as darkness surrounded me and I succumbed to it, uncertain of what had just happened and wondering if I would have any memory of what happened when I woke back up.