The Alpha’s Curvy Cinderella - Chapter 78: Chapter 78

Jordan POV
I was nervous around my mate. Blaze seemed to be a really nice guy and protective of me, never leaving my side as we sat in the living room, eating cake and sipping at our champagne, mine non-alcoholic due to my pregnancy. He yawned and I eyed him with concern.
“You should really get some rest” I whispered feeling guilty now. Who knew how long he had been up for now?
“I don’t want to be rude and leave the party early” he protested weakly, albeit a bit half-heartedly.
The poor guy looked about ready to fall asleep at the table. His head drooped slightly. Serena came bustling over. “Oh Blaze,” she said with a gasp “you look exhausted. Jordan why don’t you show him to your room?” she asked, looking a bit dismayed.
I hesitated. Jaxon had been quite firm when he instructed that Alpha Blaze was to spend the night in an adjoining room. ” Um well the thing is, Jaxon said he’s to spend the night in a room next to mine” I explained slowly “and he was quite adamant about it.”
Maybe it wasn’t the smartest idea to tattle Jaxon out to his mother, but it was too late to take the words back now.
“Oh he did, did he” she said with narrowed eyes, glowering at her son from a distance “I find that ironic considering it’s not like you can get knocked up again a second time, nor is my son a virgin so it is extremely hypocritical for him to say you can’t sleep with your mate” she snarled. “Men and their double standards” she fumed. “Why I ought to” she threatened, her voice rising even higher.
Oh boy. Serena was really riled up now. Alpha Blaze looked a little worried. “It’s really no big deal” he coughed “Jordan might feel a bit more comfortable if I was in a separate room anyhow” he suggested kindly.
I paused. I really didn’t want to be separated from him. Every touch of his hand ignited electrical pulses inside my body. I was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. I was desperate for his touch, to hear his voice. Just to be with him. The thought of spending even a night away from him and the warmth of his body, made me feel a little out of my mind. I looked down at the ground, wishing I could express that to him, without sounding like a complete lunatic.
“Nonsense,” Serena said dismissively “The mate bond cannot be denied. Can it Jordan? What do you want to do?” she asked, a knowing look in her eye.
I blushed. Serena was so blunt, so straightforward. She never hesitated to do what she wanted. I coughed. “Actually,” I said, biting my lip and avoiding my mate’s eyes “If possible I would really like for Blaze to spend the night in my room” I ended in a whisper.
God this was humiliating.
I could sense his surprise. Serena beamed. “What did I say” she said rolling her eyes “god, you young ones, so shy. You got to take the bull by the horns,” she said waving her arms around. “Life is for living and all that jazz” she muttered.
“I would be more than happy to spend the night with you,” Blaze said, causing Serena to cackle.
“Oh I bet you would” she winked at me “Something tells me that he has wonderful stamina. Why don’t you test out my theory and let me know if I’m right in the morning” she said as I blinked at her, before happily heading over to another table to chat someone else’s ear off.
Oh boy, she really had no shame, did she?
Alpha Blaze smirked at me. I wanted to slam my head into the table and knock myself out. Gods, Serena, some things should never be spoken out loud, I thought miserably.
“Oh, I assure you I have loads of stamina,” he said breezily “But for now, how about we start by getting my luggage up to your room?” he asked.
I blushed and stood up. He grabbed my hand and we headed out of the living room, Blaze pausing to grab his suitcase with his other hand. I led him upstairs, to the top floor, which was occupied by Alex and Jaxon, his mother and father, and myself. Nobody else was permitted to go up there. I headed down the very back and opened my door with a slight hesitation. At least it was clean and tidy I thought with some relief. I was tidy as a rule, not liking the omegas to have to come and clean up after me.
He walked in, carefully placing his suitcase in the corner. He looked around the room with interest. My room was basic, consisting of a four-poster bed, a dresser, and two bedside tables. I hadn’t decorated, the room still clad in hues of blues and greens. He frowned. “There’s not much here,” he said puzzled. What had he been expecting to see?
“I’ve only been here a few weeks and well, I haven’t been comfortable enough to redecorate the room” I admitted “It still doesn’t really feel like it’s mine.”
He nodded, his jaw tightening. “I’m sorry you had to leave your old pack,” he said exhaling and sitting on the bed, taking his shoes off with a grimace and rubbing his feet.
“It worked out for the best, Jaxon and his family, plus his mate Alex have really embraced me as part of their family.” I was nonchalant but he wasn’t easily fooled. “Still it must have been painful,” he said softly, his eyes fixed on me.
I fidgeted, uncomfortable with the conversation. I wasn’t ready to spill my soul to him, at least not just yet. He stood up and began to undo the zipper on his pants. I gave a small gasp. “What, what are you doing?” I stammered.
He paused, glancing at me. “I’m taking my clothes off so that I can be more comfortable as I sleep” he explained slowly.” Don’t worry, I’m not about to toss you on the bed and ravish you” he said with a glint in his eye.
Shame I thought, slightly disappointed. I had a suspicion I wouldn’t exactly resist if he did try it. His hands went back to his zipper and he pulled it down, before sliding his pants down and pulling them off.
I exhaled, weak with relief. He was wearing a pair of black silk boxers beneath his pants. He pulled his shirt off over his head and my mouth went completely dry. Oh my god. My hands longed to feel his chest and run themselves up and down over his muscles. I bit the inside of my lip. His arms were practically bulging with muscles and his legs were like thick tree trunks. I gulped. I began to grow wet below and uncomfortably shifted while standing on my feet as his nostrils flared in response.
“I can sense your arousal,” he said bluntly, straight to the point and I blushed again.
He smiled and stalked towards me while I stood there paralyzed, my feet planted firmly to the ground, my limbs refusing to cooperate. He reached out both hands and cupped both my cheeks, gripping them tightly. “You are so beautiful” he murmured, his eyes searching mine as I inhaled sharply “And I want to taste you again” he growled, pressing his lips to mine. He plundered my mouth and I moaned, his mouth rough and harsh, my heart racing in my chest, my hands shaking. I felt his tongue dive inside my mouth, tasting me, caressing my own, and I moaned even louder as my body began to get even more aroused and my body became inflamed with desire.
My hand reached up and gripped the back of his head, holding tightly to his slightly shaggy hair. He growled, deepening the kiss as I swooned. Gods, this was heaven. I couldn’t get enough of him. My body quivered, my juices flowing. His fingers trailed lightly up my arm, sending shivers down my spine. I felt his hard c**k against my leg and gasped. He slowly pulled away from me, as I blinked at him dazedly, my hand letting go of his hair reluctantly. My lips felt swollen as I licked them, still in the throes of passion. I whined as he grinned.
“You are adorable” he murmured “and there is nothing more that I want to do than put you on that bed and take you, but I don’t want to take advantage of you right now, not in the vulnerable state you are in.”
Oh gods, take me, I thought fiercely, barely able to concentrate. I wanted this feeling to last. I made a small whimper and he pulled me to him, gripping me tightly. I didn’t want him to let go, clinging to him fiercely.
“You’re trying my patience” he breathed “And I’m fast losing my willpower,” he said hoarsely.
I snuggled against him. He grunted. He cleared his throat. A yawn escaped him and I halted in my tracks, feeling sheepish. My mate was exhausted and I was trying to jump his bones! I felt so ashamed of myself. My cheeks flushed. What must he think of me?
“I’m so so sorry” I apologized.
“For what? Don’t ever say sorry for wanting me” he said fiercely, tipping my head up to look at him “and if you want to continue, I won’t hesitate but I’m thinking of you right now and what your needs are, instead of mine. I don’t want you to have regrets in the morning.”
How did I get such a perfect and compassionate mate I thought hazily. His arms tightened around me, his gaze intense. Suddenly I felt tired and drained. It had been a long day. He had to be even more exhausted than I was. I yawned. I looked at him from underneath my eyelashes feeling shy.
“Would it be alright if we just slept in the bed together?” I asked tiredly.
He grinned. “That is something I am more than happy to do my darling” he chuckled and then raised an eyebrow, viewing me skeptically.
“Are you going to bed wearing that?” he asked gently “It doesn’t really look that comfortable” he added.
It wasn’t. I had comfortable shortie pajamas in my dresser. I rifled through the drawers and pulled out my snoopy ones triumphantly. “Um, do you mind turning around?” I asked softly “Or I could um, just get changed in the bathroom” I offered, making a move to go there.
“Stop,” he said gruffly “I’ll turn around. Even though I can’t wait to see you without your clothes on” he added with a low growl that made me blush profusely.
He turned his back like a gentleman and I hastily pulled my old clothes off and put my comfortable shortie pajamas on.” Um you can turn back around now,” I said softly and he turned smiling at me.
“I have to go to the bathroom,” I said hastily, disappearing into the adjoining room and quickly doing my business as well as brushing my teeth.
I came out and he did the same. I slowly climbed into the bed, leaving the other side to him, and awkwardly turned on my side, stretching out comfortably.
I felt the mattress dip as he hopped on the bed and slid under the covers, his arm coming over my side and his hand resting against my stomach. I could feel his breath against my ear, his head snuggled against the back of mine. His warmth comforted me. Relaxed me. It felt so right. Like we’d been doing this forever. He pulled me harder against him and I curled up, sighing deeply.
“Sleep little kitten” he muttered, gently stroking my side with the small of his fingers.
My eyes fluttered. Tiredness crept in. Before long I heard his soft snores fill the room and I gladly succumbed to exhaustion, darkness surrounding me as I passed out cold, dead to the world, my mate pressed hard against me as we slept, secure in each other’s arms.