Good Girl, Bad Boy

My First Time

Knowing exactly who it was, Jim ignored. He could already sense and smell Elisha's strong scent which was coated in sugar and venom.

"Hey Jim! Open up! I need to have a private word with you!" Elisha's annoying voice penetrated the room.

Jim merely grimaced in utter disgust. He wondered why and how he could date such a basket case before. He felt stupid for all those wasted moments.

Either way, Jim payed no attention to the loud banging that frustrated the door. Instead, he looked squarely at Rose.

"Do not pay any attention to her, winter." Jim said and stroked her curly, blond hair.

He continued,

"Elisha is not worth our time."

Rose responded, sounding more submissive than she felt comfortable with,

"You are right, Jim. She is not worth our time."

She too, ignored Elisha's annoying knocks on the door.

Jim shook his head and muttered to himself,

"Some things never change."

That moment, Jim smiled and kissed Rose deeply, delving his tongue into her mouth. Their tongues intertwined in a romantic passion. Her wetness increased and Jim knew it.

He sensed it.

Her body heat said it all.

Jim gently slid his fingers over her vulva, feeling her moisture.

A soft moan escaped from her lips, but it was immediately muffled by his kisses that was now growing more and more passionate every second.

"You want me. Don't you, winter?" Jim remarked, pulling his fingers away.

Rose simply blushed and nodded.

"Words, winter." he said in a tone that sounded somewhat commanding.

"Yes, I want you." she finally said weakly.

"Good." he remarked with a sly predatory grin plastered on his handsome face.

His hand moved to the rope that held her bathrobe together. Rose quickly held her bathrobe, defensively, not wanting Jim to see her nakedness.

"Um...I...uh-" she stammered nervously.

Jim cut in,

"Trust me winter, I will not hurt you. Ever."

Rose still held the robe defensively. Jim pecked her hands affectionately and said patently,

"Do not hide from me, winter. I am now your Alpha after all."

Reluctantly, she took her hands off at last. Jim slid her bathrobe off and stared at her full, succulent breasts.

Jim mused, softly,

"You are so beautiful, Rose." he said in pure admiration.

Rose's cheeks turned into a rosy, bright shade of pink as she blushed at his statement.

He leaned down and kissed both of her breasts. She smiled warmly at his seductive, yet charming gesture. Rose so much adored the s****l, loving attention that Jim was giving her.

Jim spread her legs apart and positioned himself right in the middle. He suddenly looked serious and fixed his gaze remembering something that is very crucial.Are you sure you want this, winter. Do you really want me to be the one to deflower you?" he asked concerned.

Taking a deep, Rose looked at the ceiling intently, thinking long and hard about his question.

"I trust you, Jim." she said meditatively.

"Good." he muses excitedly.

Slowly, he entered her, a loud gasp erupting from her mouth. Slowly, he thrusted into her, making sure that she felt every inch of him, despite not hurting her.

She moaned softly, then loudly. Rose had never in her life felt this sensation of pain and pleasure that she was feeling. All she knew is that she liked it.

Seeing her visibly pleasured, he continued. He was deliberate in ensuring that she felt no pain.

It was her first time after all.

His movements were steady. Leaning down, he kissed and gently bit her shoulder, marking her.

With that, he said in a slight order,

"You are mine, Rose."

"I am yours." she replied through gasps, groans and moans.

After a while, Jim noticed that she was tired and stopped, pulling out slowly.

He laid beside her and held her close, saying,

"Are you alright, winter? I hope I did not hurt you."

Rose smiled warmly and replied,

"I am alright, Jim. You did not hurt me. Not at all. It was bound to happen sooner or later."

Jim found himself chuckling. Rose chuckled as well and cuddled him affectionately.

"I love you, Rose." he said, holding her tight.

Rose simply grinned and did not respond. Jim took a deep sigh and shut his eyes, gently nuzzling her hair.

Jim knew fully well that she loved him just as much as he loved her.

Maybe even more.

The problem is that Rose is too scared to admit it. She fears heartbreak more than anything in the world.

Thinking of these things, Jim opened his eyes, saying boldly,

"I get it, winter. You are afraid. It's okay to be."

No response.

Gently, he raised up her face and saw that she was fast asleep. He chuckled softly and used his ultra sensitive hearing to listen to the sound of her heartbeat.

He found it strangely relaxing and he slept off.

Morning...

Jim some up first and stretched on the bed, sitting up. He looked over at Rose who was also waking up.

"Morning sleepy head." Jim said, while playfully pinching her cheek.

She giggled and greeted back. Then, she got up slowly and wearily from the bed, still sleepy eyed.

As she got up, a semi - big stain of blood was on the white bedsheets.

She covered her face in embarrassment.

Jim stood up and walked over to her. He said soothingly,

"It is okay, winter. I will have the maids clean up this...glory stain."

His last two words were said with a hint of playfulness that made her laugh.

Jim took a shower and entered into his dressing room. He emerged in a royal, red long robe. A crown placed gloriously on his head. He seemed like a whole different person.

"You look..." she said in awe, but was immediately cut short.

"Sexy? I know." he said proudly. He continued,

"I am off on a royal business meeting. Feel free to do what you please. You are the Queen after all."

All said, he left the chamber, gently closing the door behind him.

Rose freshened up and wore a royal attire. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and was amazed at her transformation. On the dresser, she saw her pearly tiara that was beautifully bedecked with different, gorgeous jewels.

She put it on and admired herself. Then, she heard a knock.

"Come in!" she shouted, not wanting to look away from her reflection.

She heard the door open, accompanied with heavy, slow footsteps. She turned around, but slipped, falling into a man's arms.

She quickly pulled away defensively. The man was muscular and tall. His height, towering over her. His jawline and cheek bones were sexually captivating. His red eyes, had a sensual look to it.

"Sorry if I startled you." he said, scratching his head awkwardly.

Rose nodded. He continued,

"My name is Rick Hernandez. You can just call me Rick. I am Jim's Beta."

She looked a bit confused at his last statement.

"His Beta?" she repeated, folding her arms in confusion.

He sighed, a bit amused by her ignorance.

"A Beta is simply like an assistant to the Alpha. The Beta is also the second strongest in the whole pack. Understood?"

Rose nodded.

Rick approached her. She backed away until her back was against the wall. Rick leaned closer and rested his palms on the walls. His hands on either side of her face.

Her heart pounded as his face was mere centimeters away from hers.