An Affair With The Alpha

Chapter three

DAMIEN’s POV..

It seemed like a wave of emotions engulfed me the moment I laid my eyes on the gorgeous and alluring lady that stood before me.

She was currently cleaning my room while I fed my eyes with a clear view of her. She had a sculpted figure that was twine thin. Her waist was tapered, and she had a burnished expression. She had long, silky hair that trailed down her back. Her pair of arched eyebrows looked down on her sweeping eyelashes, and just as she cleaned the room, I couldn’t help but conclude that she was really stunning.

Different thoughts swirled around my head, and most of them seemed to be triggered by my current state. I was in a solemn state…lonely and in need of a woman. At this, I stared at the lady before me as one who might be capable of helping me out of my present predicament.

I was an alpha, and it felt stupid to see how vulnerable and weak I became just after an argument with my Luna. All I felt was frustration, and I was heartbroken to the core. I needed something to take my head away from the distraction that came with thoughts of Ella.

With all these in my heart, I stood to my feet and walked across to her. And without having any other thoughts, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer to my chest.

She yelped in shock as she swirled around and gazed into my eyes. She was paralyzed on the spot, just as my fierce eyes dug into hers.

"I’m sorry, alpha… I, I….", she was still saying when I cupped her cheeks in my hands and pulled her face closer to mine.

The rose scent that emanated from her had a relaxing effect on my heart. I took hold of her mouth and went through it with my tongue, even if she was stiff at first. My hands travelled down to her butt, and the moment I grabbed them, she gasped in shock.

A small smirk escaped my lips, but I wasn’t willing to back down. Everything in my heart and body wanted this very moment, and I wasn’t going to stop, even if I was the alpha.

Slowly, she loosened up and kissed me back. It was quite surprising to see how swiftly she was beginning to give in, but I cared less about that.

Our lips met again, and the moment my tongue pressed her lower lip, she parted her mouth like a freshly split–open fig, welcoming me into the warmth of her mouth. My tongue slipped into her insistent mouth. Her lips tasted like cherries. A moment later, her hands slipped from her lap as her fingers gripped my dark hair. Her hands felt like warm embers, raising a fire from within me. My hand crept to her waist, and my chest pressed against hers.

"Pull down your underwear," I said in a voice that sounded like a whisper.

I felt various emotions surging through me, but the most was excitement, and I wasn’t willing to stop just then.She shivered slightly but didn’t do otherwise. In a split second, her pants lay on the ground, and that stood as a major indication of how much she wanted me.

I carried her in my arms and went over to the bed where I dropped her. She seemed uncomfortable at first, but she didn’t resist me or anything.

My lips went on to hers again, this time more ferociously, with my hands roaming around her chest and waist.I took off her dress just as she took off my shirt, and in the next minutes, we enjoyed the warmth that came from each other’s bare skin.

Her hands were wrapped around my shoulders, as though she held on to me with her dear life. My hands were leading my steely rod to her wet spot.

In a minute, I gave in the first thrust, and she moaned in delight. I felt a burst of excitement in my heart as I went in again, thrusting as fast as I could and biting my lower lips to curtail the outburst of pleasure.

Her eyes were tight shut just as I went on, and in the midst of our fun, I caught sight of a small smile on her lips.

That didn’t seem to be of interest. All I felt was a need to let go of the current frustration I felt in the deepest part of my heart.

"Don’t stop", she moaned under her breath, and that triggered another part of excitement. We went on for some minutes, after which we fell to the bed and tried to catch our breath.

She looked away the moment our eyes met, but I paid less attention to that. I walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower and ponder over what had just happened. A part of my heartfelt great about it, even if a string of guilt engulfed me.

I spent almost an hour in the bathroom, and by the time I was out, she was nowhere in sight. A deep sigh escaped my lips as I finally sank into the chair and took in a deep breath.

Her rosy scent filled the air, and somehow, it gladdened my heart. I had missed what it felt like to be with someone, and even if I just had fun with her, I was beginning to crave it again.

All through the night, I got so lost in thoughts of her that I barely took note of Ella, who was laying beside me on the bed.

She looked quite surprised to see that I didn’t bring up anything relating to having a child, but I cared less about that.

It seemed as though I had found my safe haven—the servant. That took the greatest part of my thoughts, and deep down, I swore to meet her again. Just as I thought of that, I wore a small smile, and as I closed my eyes, a bright image of her took hold of my dreams.