The Alpha's Curvy Mate

Chapter 18

Nick

Before I completely lose myself in the kiss, I pulled myself away from her. She whined at pouted her lips. “No, Nick kiss me more” she reached her hands behind my neck and pulled me again closer to her. I laughed against the kiss.

“Down, girl” I teased her but she wasn’t having any of it.

“I missed your kisses”

“I know, let’s have dinner first and we’ll kiss more, you greedy girl” She hopped out of my lap and straightened her skirt. I then adjusted myself in my jeans as I stood up. She eyed me devilishly.

“Want me to take care of that, daddy?” She licked her lips as she sashayed towards me. It took every willpower inside of me to not grab her hair and make her kneel in front of me.

“You are not going to suck me off in a football field bleacher. We are not in high school” I said to her, my traitorous lips curving into a smirk. Her eyes darted to my lips and I can tell she is not convinced but she dropped the subject when she took my hand and pulled me closer to her, kissing me briefly.

Dinner was a fun affair. We ended up talking about our childhood memories, our most embarrassing moments, even our future together. Clar ate heartily, her mind focused on telling me about her happy moments. I am really happy to see her so carefree around me. I can see she is somewhat closed off and timid other people, always fidgeting her clothes or looking at other directions but my heart swells when she looks me deeply in the eyes as she talks about her hobbies.

Once we cleared our plates, dessert is another affair to tell. I was served with a decadent chocolate cake slice while I got Clar her favorite strawberry mousse cake. Her eyes glittered. She looked at me square in the eyes “You are my stalker, aren’t you?” she pointed her fork at me, her lips stretched in a wide grin.

After dessert, I stood up and walked to her side. I reached out my hand to her which she took. We stood there face to face, our hearts beating frantically. Leaning down, I circled my arms around her waist as I cupped the back of her neck, kissing her senseless on the lips.

“I love you, Clar, and I’m very sorry I hurt you,” I whispered against her ears as I pulled her closer and started swaying to our music, our beating hearts.

I can feel her hands on my shoulders, drawing circles on them, her other hand is caressing my hair, continuously running her fingers on them, making me shiver in delight. “I love you too, Nick and I forgive you” she whispered back to me as we continued to sway in accord to our pulse.

The night faded away in a blur. We danced for a few minutes before we climbed back to my car parked just outside the university. Clar is complaining about her feet hurting so we decided to call it a night and head back to the packhouse. The ride back is silent but good silent, comfortable silent. We silently hummed the slow song on the radio as Clar lazily traced patterns on my thighs. Once in a while, I catch her looking at me, a warm smile across her face and I can’t help smiling back at her.

Once we arrived, Clar jumped at me, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck as I walked inside the house. She was giggling as she burrowed her face on my neck. Once we’ve reached our room, Clar wiggled herself down and pulled me inside. She then locked the door, with a menacing look on her face. Good lord.

“Babe?” I called out to her. She went straight to the bathroom.

“Yeah?” she called out. Okay, what is happening?

“What are you doing?” I asked her, completely baffled

She emerges from the bathroom, freshened up, with her beautiful face bare, her hair up in a messy bun, and she has already changed into her favorite pajamas, booty shorts with a tank top. Well, that’s my favorite pajamas for her too.

“Well, Alpha, you and I are going to kiss and make up” she walked towards me as she begins to unbutton my shirt.

Don’t get me wrong here, I would gladly shove her in our bed and ravish her till morning but these past few days made me realize that she is much more than a f**k to me. When I first saw her in that football field, I was taken away by her beauty, her body, and I trust me, I am completely lying when I say that there is a bigger part of me that just wanted her for her body but now when I got to know her and her selfless ways, how she is still worried about me after I hurt her, or the fact that I have heard nothing but praises when I ask my parents and Nicole about her, or when the pack is at ease with her being here, made me realize that I love Clar not because she is beautiful and her body is gorgeous, but I love her spirit, her mind, and her heart. That is why I was thinking of putting off sleeping with her until her coronation or our wedding. She deserves more than a quick roll in the hay with me.

She undid the belt that made me snap back to reality. I can smell her need for me, so heavy, sweet, it's making me awfully lightheaded. I held her hands, my hands now shaking from my needs to have her close to me. But no, I must make this special for her, I owe her too much.

“Babe, stop” I whispered, my sanity hanging on the last thread as her soft hands knocked on my restraining erection. Her hands stilled, she looked at me with puppy dog eyes and softly asked, “Why? Don’t you want me?”

She retracted her hands and pulled away from me. She then marched towards the side of her bed, got under the duvet, and buried herself there. I sighed, then proceeded to take off the rest of my clothes, leaving me in my boxers. I then turned off the lights and laid down next to her. Her little sniffles made me very aware that I hurt her. Again. Why can’t we just be happy for one whole day? I mentally slapped myself as I wrapped my hands around her waist and pulled her closer to me, turning her around so she can face me.

“It’s not that, Clar. Trust me I want you so bad but these last few days made me realize that I need to make this more special to you. I need to earn this, you. Don’t worry my love, there is plenty of time for us” I kissed her forehead and buried my face on the crook of her neck, inhaling her strawberry scent.

She wiggled and I felt her hands on my back, lightly scratching me. I whimpered at the sensation and I out of habit stuck out my tongue to lick her neck and kiss it. A soft moan escaped from her lips as her nails became harsher down my back, digging them.

 “Mark me, Nick.” she moaned in my ear.