A Weekend With The Alpha
A Weekend with the Alpha Chapter 57

'He's still the same man. Judging him just for being a werewolf would mean judging Zion as well.

Zion would always be Zion in my eyes, my beloved son.

Aaron had a different story.

"You're not alone." I spoke, my eyes flickering from his lips up his gaze, "I have thought about the kiss more than I should have, Aaron."

He took a step closer, and I felt the heat coming off his body and the hairs on my body rose on alert.

His hand lifted to my face, and my breath hung in my throat, but I didn't pull away or push him off. To an extent, I wanted this. I wanted him.

He leaned in and took my lips into his wet, soft ones for a brief kiss that ignited all the emotions I've experienced in the past week from [**t to need and desperation.

The kiss deepened and his tongue pushed into my mouth and I allowed him in to taste and dominate. My nipples grew hard and pressed against my breast pad. We were kissing out here in the open and despite being at the corner of the hall, anyone whose attention drifted from the party would see us. Yet, I didn't care for any of that at this point. I just cared for him. My hand came up to stroke his face before moving up to wrap around his hair.

He backed me further into the corner of the room where we wouldn't be seen easily and his hands came up to squeeze on my full b****t, earning a thick moan from my lips. He seized my lips in a harder kiss and applied more pressure on my nipples, hidden in the fabric I had on.

My legs trembled, unable to hold myself up while much assault was being done. As if he could read my thoughts, he wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me harder against his body to feel him growing and throbbing with need.

I moan out and I felt wetness coat between my legs, telling me how excited I was for this ma.

"You smell so good," he said, breaking the kiss and staring at me while rubbing himself against me.

I bit my lips, trying to suppress the moans that came out of my throat at his act.

He had turned me on by just rubbing his hardness against me and playing with my nipples and it was so strange that my body reacted to him the same way it did then.

We both moaned out as he continued his assault. His hand reached up and pushed the small hand of the blouse I had on and it fell to my waist, leaving me on only my black lacy bra.

I knew someone could walk into our corner any minute and see us in this awkward position, but I couldn't bring myself to care about it. My only focus was on this man staring at me as if he'd seen nothing better.

I saw the lustful flare in his eyes as they settled on the heavy swell of my b****t. They weren't the same size as they were years ago. They had increased after birth and never went back to the way they used to be. They were also very sensitive and every time I pleasured myself, touching them brought out the wildest sides of me.

He didn't take off my bra as I expected, but his hand took hold of my jeans trouser and unbuttoned it before slipping his right hand into it to palm my soaking wet fold. My breath cut in my throat and my head pressed against the wall when he flicked his finger over my c**t. I moaned and pressed my lips together.

He caught my lips between his and the same moment, he slipped two fingers into my needy p***y. His fingers felt better than mine and it felt as if they belong there and nowhere else.

I moaned into the kiss and as we pulled back he cussed, "F**k! You're so f*****g tight! Have you been with another man since me?" he asked, staring me dead in the eyes while finger-f*****g me.

I wanted to hide.

I wanted to lie and tell him I had been with another man, but I couldn't. I couldn't lie and I hated that he had the power over me to make me say the truth. "No, I haven't."

He moaned and added another finger to stretch me up, "We will need to replace the time. Not here, but we need to replace time so I can make up for that, love. You need to be treated and taken care of. As much as I want to take care of you, we can't do that here." If I understood clearly, he was proposing another time for us to be together.

I agreed with him. I needed him to make up for the years I had missed out on. "I need you to first take care of me here." I found my voice to say while moving my hips with his thrust to take in more.

"Yes, ma'am." I picked up the pace of his thrust while his other hand lifted my chin before kissing my lips.

Being kissed passionately while having my c**t rubbed and massaged and thrust into with his fingers brought me a quick release. I clung to him as I collapsed from the heights, only pulling away when my senses returned. Aaron helped me adjust my trouser and blouse while kissing me softly on the lips.

"Thank you." I moaned, my eyes fluttering back up. I owed him the bliss and contentment I now felt. I couldn't remember when I last felt this good, this amazing, not in years.

He smiled and his eyes flickered while holding onto mine. He leaned in and kissed my nose and a weakening thrill ran through me.

I could lie and tell myself this wasn't making me long for more, but I knew the truth. I couldn't have more, though. He wouldn't be around for much longer and that meant I'd only give myself to a man that would break my heart when he leaves.

The rest of the night went by faster after we returned to the party. Aaron stayed around and though the thought of what we had done in the hallway lingered, I stilled myself to function through the hours left.

The guest was first to take their leave and while we waited, Zion fell asleep. I couldn't blame him. It had been a long and intense day for him.

Aaron offered to take us home, but I told him he needn't worry, as Greg and Diya already offered. "Do not think I didn't see you trapped in the corner, getting attention from Mr Hart during the party." Diya slurred and my heart slowed down its beat, wondering who else must have seen us.

That still didn't stop me from longing for him. For the next moment, we would be together. My need for him seem to have skyrocketed with what had happened at the party and I wanted him now more than I wanted to admit.

Have a pleasant night, love.

A. H

I smiled myself to sleep.