THE ALPHA'S VIRGIN SLAVE: Submit Alpha Ian's curse - Chapter 387: Chapter 387

Tanya's POV
I stood still, waiting for August to come out of the bathroom.
After our kiss, he quickly pulled back and rushed into the bedroom and then into the bathroom while I followed behind and remained back.
I really wanted to join him, but then again, I didn't want to seem desperate.
"I should be more aggressive if I want him to mate with me, shouldn't I?" I asked myself softly, then began to take off my clothes.
Not only did he explain about mates to me, but I also got to understand what mating was and how having his mark was like a wedding ring, which I really wanted.
After finishing taking my clothes off, I paused in a seductive pose.
When the door opened, I was surprised to see Ried in control, and I stood straight, forgetting to stay still in my pose.
"Why are you in control?" I asked softly.
He looked at me from head to toe and approached me. I knew exactly what he was thinking.
"Ried, I...,"
I gasped when I was pushed onto the bed. He got on, hovering on top of me.
"You what?" he asked in a low, calm tone.
"I love you," I whispered softly.
It wasn't what I wanted to say, but that's how I felt at the moment.
He trailed his hand against my skin, pausing for a second, his gaze meeting mine.
"Mm," he hummed with a smile and continued to trail his fingers up slowly. I felt a little cold, and my nipples were hard. My heart was beating rapidly, and the tingles I was feeling were just not helping because I was getting aroused, and it was embarrassing that he could tell.
"I'm cold," I said softly.
I had no way of telling him openly that I wanted us to mate because I felt so shy, but then again, him not doing anything wasn't what I wanted.
I was the one who decided to strip naked and stand in his bedroom while he took a bath.
I didn't know he would react like this or that he was the one in control.
Having him push me flat on the bed only to caress my skin in silence wasn't what I had imagined.
"Please," I whispered in a low tone.
"Please, what?" he asked, moving his hand to my breast, cupping it.
I took a sharp breath and exhaled.
"Please, what?" he asked again, huskily.
I swallowed hard and held in a moan when he rubbed his thumb against my hard nipple, slightly causing friction.
"What are you asking for?" he asked, then leaned in, kissing the side of my neck.
I closed my eyes, enjoying his warm breath and lips trailing to my collarbone.
"Mate with me," a whisper slipped past my lips, and immediately I opened my eyes only to find him looking down at me with a warm smile.
"I didn't... I didn't mean to rush you, and I know you have been with...,"
"Shhh," he whispered, making me cut off my sentences.
"What's wrong with my mate wanting us? It actually makes me feel so happy and aroused," he said, then grabbed my hand, moving it to his erect cock.
"Don't you want to pull the towel I'm wearing off of me?" he asked huskily, then let go of my hand.
I wanted to; I really wanted to. I gathered my courage and pulled on the front for it to fall down. When it did, I was in awe and wondered how our mating would be possible.
He grabbed my hand again, pulling me out of my thoughts, and moved it to his length.
"You can touch me as much as you want," he whispered as I tensed.
I had no idea what to do or how to do it.
"I don't know what to do," I whispered back.
"Of course, I know," he said softly and then began moving my hand against his length slowly.
"Although I have never been with anyone, I did masturbate a few times alone. On the other hand, August did really get to do more," he whispered huskily and then let my hand go.
"Your small hand is exactly what I want. I really need it right now," he said in a low tone and then moaned while biting his lower lip. I pressed my thumb at the tip and began rubbing there gently.
"I like that," he whispered huskily, then closed his eyes when I began working my hand, gently stroking his length.
My eyes were fixed on his every reaction.
I wanted to see more and give him more.
"Can you take me into your mouth?" he asked in a low tone.
I dropped my hand and was about to sit upright when he opened his eyes and quickly moved into a kneeling position, pushing me back flat on the bed with his hand.
"No, I want to eat you first before you eat me," he said while patting my bent legs widely.
"No," I whispered when he leaned in.
"You can't, it's dir..." I swallowed my words in shock when his warm tongue thrust into my wetness.
I was about to quickly sit upright when his hand moved to my stomach, stopping me with force.
"Stay still," he whispered and then went on to suck my clit slowly, his tongue rubbing on it gently and then swirling around it, making my body shiver in response.
I let out a low moan and threw my head back as he continued to work his tongue. I was dying to grab his hair and roughly make him please me more.
When I felt one of his fingers go into my wetness, I moaned low and moved my hand to my collarbone, caressing it slowly while he fingered me.
My breathing was getting loud, and my hand slid lower to my chest.
When he added another finger, I sighed in relief and moved my hands to my breasts, squeezing them gently as he added another finger and began thrusting hard. It was slightly painful, yet it felt amazing and pleasurable. Every time he pulled out and pushed back in, I let out a moan that sounded unlike my own.
I was blinded by the feeling he was giving me, and what felt like a moment was turning into what I wanted to experience forever.
When he pulled out his fingers, I glared and stilled my hands.
He chuckled softly and hovered on top of me, kissing the bottom of my lips.
"You want more, right? I do too," he whispered in a deep voice, and all I could do was stare in a daze.
His lips crashed against mine, and I moved my hands to his back while colliding my tongue against his, desperately following his movements and wanting to warm him.
I felt a little nervous when he pulled back and shifted, moving his hand between us. When his cock rubbed against my clit a few times, I closed my eyes and dropped my hands.
I knew it was going to hurt or fail because I had never been with anyone, and he was big.
My eyes flew open when he grabbed my hand and moved me onto his lap into a sitting position.
"I want to look into your eyes as you take me in," he said in a husky voice.
I wanted to tell him that I was a little scared, but then that would only make him stop, and I didn't want that.
I moved into a kneeling position as his hands went on my hips. I could feel his hardness brushing against my wetness, and that made my throat dry.
"Don't force yourself. If it hurts in any way, tell me, and I will immediately ....,"
I began going down on his length before he could finish his sentence, each inch I took becoming painful.
I quickly wrapped my arms around his shoulders as I pushed deeper, tears filling my eyes. I didn't want him to look at me and see the pain I was in.
A tear rolled down my cheek as I fully took him in. It truly was painful.
"Hey, if...,"
"No," I answered huskily in a strong voice.
"I want this," I whispered after a second went by.
His arms went around me, and for a few minutes, we stayed still without a word.
When I moved to gaze into his eyes, he had a sad expression on his face.
I smiled and then moved forward, pressing my lips against his. He paused for a few seconds but began to respond and kiss me back slowly.
The deeper the kiss became, the more my body relaxed, and I found myself moving, his hands grabbing my arse as he began to thrust.
When he pulled back from the kiss, he buried his head into my shoulder while he moved. The pain turned into bearable pleasure.
"Fuck me," I moaned the words.
He stilled his movements and pulled back, looking me in the eyes.
"Please, give me more of you," I whispered and then held my breath when he slammed me back onto the bed.
He was hovering on top of me, each hand on my sides. Sweat was forming on his forehead, his breath was labored, and his eyes were switching between his and August's.
When he thrust deeply, I grabbed each side of his arm, crying out loudly and throwing my head back onto the pillow.
The whole room was filled with our moans and low groans, sounds that resembled low growls.
"Ah," I screamed when he moved into a sitting position, grabbing me by the waist and slamming back in.
I grabbed the sheets, moaning loudly and shamelessly as he picked up his pace, thrusting faster and quicker. Sweat was running down my body, and the need to climax was building up intensely.
What I wanted him to do was mark me and make me his forever because he was going to be mine forever.