The Queen Alpha

A Phone Call

(Emma)

We’re hanging up the last of my shirts when my phone starts buzzing. I trot over to the table I had set it on and see my moms face light up the screen. I can’t answer it fast enough.

“Mom, can you hear me?” I practically shout into the microphone.

Her voice floods my entire body with relief. “Emma? What is going on? Carter just got back and told me I have the afternoon to pack as much as I can into a moving truck and that my rejection is happening tonight. I don’t understand what happened. You two were so happy when you left. Alpha Jeremy and Susan are having major fits right now.”

“Mom, it’s okay. There’s so much to explain, I found my mate and she’s the best and convinced Carter to let me stay here, and we’re bringing you up here too so you’re safe.” Kara sits on the edge of the bed, looking out the window trying not to seem nosey but I see her lips curl with pride at the word mate. Her long hair falls forward, casting a shadow that makes her features seem smaller and softer than her usual hardened gaze.

“Emma honey, why am I not safe here? And what about Carter? I thought you two were in love.” The mention of loving Carter sends tremors through my body and a fear response seems to be triggered, as if my brain expects him to rise from the floorboards at the very mention of his name.

“Like I said mom it’s so much to explain, I promise I’ll tell you everything when you get here. Just know our lives are going to be so much better out here. The future Alpha said you can have any job you like at their hospital. I know it’s all so short notice and crazy but trust me it’s all going to be okay.” I assure her.

“Going to be okay? Emma my entire life and career has been built here. My friends, my job and clients are here. We’ve lived her for nearly a decade, they took us in when your father died. I’m just supposed to pack up me entire life in an afternoon and run off to f*cking Alaska? This is insane!” She exclaims.

Tears brim and I lower my voice. “Mom I understand your upset but there’s so much you don’t know, I promise to explain okay? I love you.”

There’s a long silence and for a second I think she may have hung up. “Okay Emma, I will see you tomorrow. I’m going to try to get as much of our things as I can. See you soon honey, I have to get off the phone and start packing. Your room better not be a damn mess.”

I bite my lip nervously, a lie is not going to help me right now. “Of course it’s a mess. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She hangs up and I take a long breath.

Kara turns to me. “What’s wrong Kitten?”

I sigh and plop down on the bed. “My moms really upset, I guess I didn’t think how this would affect her. I feel bad now.”

She crawls up next to me, laying on her stomach, head propped by her arms. “She will understand when you tell her the truth, she’s just confused and upset.” Her eyes drift shut in content as she relaxes on the soft mattress and blankets. She’s allowing herself to be in such a vulnerable position with me, something I bet she hasn’t been able to do before. I can relate to finally feeling like you can trust someone and you won’t get hurt.

The desire to touch her arises, and instead of completely overthinking the situation, I allow myself to give into the temptation. I hop onto my knees and straddle her, sitting on her thighs. I gently push her silk blouse up, exposing the back of her white lace b*a. Kara becomes very still underneath me, her entire focus on my hands. “Take your shirt off baby.” She does what I say and tugs it off with minimal effort, tossing it into the floor.

Feeling more confident, I unhook the b*a, leaving her back completely bare. I take my thumbs, pressing into the soft spot about her shoulder blade and begin massaging her back. With each stroke, she relaxes more into the bed. I continue down, becoming more gentle as I reach her hip bone. I bite my lip, the heat inside me building the more I touch her smooth, ivory skin. I scoot down further, and slide a hand under her stomach to where her pants button is. She lifts her hips slightly to give me access and I undo them with ease. Holding both her pants and underwear, I pull the pants down her legs and off in a fluid motion.

I start massaging her feet, my hands traveling up to her ankles, then her calves. I stop for a second at her thighs, tracing circles across her milky white flesh, feeling her muscles twitch under my touch.

Placing my hands at the base of her knees, I push them forward, having her stick her butt in the air, giving me perfect access to what I’ve been working my way up to.

“Emma you don’t have to do this if you aren’t ready.” Kara tells me breathlessly. Hearing the impact I’ve already had on her makes me wet.

“If I didn’t want you, my panties wouldn’t be soaked right now. Let me worship you Alpha.” I kiss her inner thighs, my lips dangerously close to her opening.

I lick my lips and stare at her soft pink p**sy, my nerves suddenly on edge. What if I’m terrible at it? Just as I reach to touch her she speaks, her tone domineering. “Lay on your back.”

I open my mouth to protest but do as I’m told. “That’s it, lay right there for me.” She looks back at me, her hair in disarray. I bite my lip as she scoots backwards slightly, then sits up, her core directly above my mouth. “F**k your Queen, Kitten.” Kara orders.

I start slow, delicately dipping into her folds. I wasn’t sure what I expected, but her taste shoots electricity through my body, I want more, I need more of her. She’s sweet and fresh, like honeydew. Plunging my tongue as far in as it will go, I reach up with my hands, pulling her down further, my nose sending hot air against her cl*t with every ragged breath.

“Oh f*ck yes, such a good girl for me.” Kara moans and I squeeze my legs together, trying to tame my own need that’s growing with every stroke of my tongue.

I curl upwards, swiping furiously while sucking on her with my lips. Kara’s hips start to grind against my face, her juices spreading across my cheeks and dripping down my chin. She’s getting close and is trying so hard to keep herself in control.

I move my hand up her body and find her hardened n*pple. I rub it between my fingertips, she places her palm over mine, encouraging me to keep playing with her sensitive buds.

“Oh f*ck yes, don’t stop!” She shouts, Kara’s head falling back and her grip tightens on my hand. Warm, sticky c*m squirts into my mouth.

She rides out her o****m for a moment before sliding off my face, and flops onto the mattress next to me. I scoot up closer to her, using the sleeve of my shirt to clean my face off. “How was I?” I ask, playing dumb. I know how good that was for, I wore it all over my chin.

Kara looks over at me, her chest still heaving. “You’re in trouble now, I’m going to want that everyday for the rest of my life.” She chuckles at me.

“Good because I want to do that to you everyday.”I tell her. “You look tired, let’s take a nap baby.” I reach to cuddle her but she raises a brow.

“Oh you thought we were finished? I was just letting you catch your breath.” She grins mischievously.

I snort. “I’m not the one heaving like I just ran a marathon.”

Kara’s abruptly gets up from the bed and walks over to the dresser. I admire her n***d figure as she rummages through a drawer. She turns around holding two pairs of pink handcuffs, and a matching vibrator. My eyes widen as she starts back towards me. She couldn’t possibly think I would enjoy that thing, could she?

She dangles the handcuffs from one finger, the other hand on a bare hip. “Now you were being such a well behaved girl until you decided to get mouthy, which means you need to apologize.”

Before I can blink, Kara is straddling my waist, clicking the handcuffs to the bed posts so I can’t move my top half. She leans down, her lips level with my ear. “Your safe word is Alaska.” My body shivers at her seductive voice.

She begins kissing my neck, and while it makes me crave more, it feels like a trick. Her lips trail down my collar bone. Kara pushes my sweater and b*a up harshly. Just as she reaches my breasts, her lips stop.

“Are you going to apologize to me?” Kara murmurs.

I roll my eyes. “What I said was hardly worth an apology.” She grabs my n**ple and yanks on it roughly, causing me to yelp. Although it hurt, my p*ssy throbs and I want her to do it again.

She continues her previous assault of kisses down my stomach, and pauses again at my pant line. “Say your sorry kitten.”

I feel determined to win this and shake my head no. She grabs my jeans and panties and rips them off. I try to press my knees together but Kara pries them apart effortlessly. She sits between my legs, keeping me completely exposed to her.

I hear something start to buzz, and she holds up the pink vibrator so I can see it, a devilish grin on her face. “I’m going to enjoy this.” She presses the silicone toy against my cl*t and I gasp, completely stunned at the intense pleasure pouring into my core. I try to wriggle away but Kara’s nails dig into my thighs, holding me in place while she torments me. She moves it against my throbbing bud, my o****m already building.

I’m panting and struggling against the handcuffs, fighting back moans of ecstasy crawling up my throat. My eyes flutter shut and I’m on the edge when suddenly she pulls away, forcing my org*sm to die. Irritation bubbles and I look down to see her trotting off to her dresser again. “What are you doing?” I question, frustration draping my words.

“You’ll see.” She giggles like a school girl. Kara grabs something and quickly rushes into the bathroom where I can’t see her. I’m uncomfortably aroused and rub my legs together to provide myself some relief.

Kara saunters around the corner and poses n***d in the doorway. Strapped to her waist is a crescent shaped purple dildo. My jaw drops as the corner of her mouth pulls into a smirk. “What’s wrong baby? Thought you’d never see one of these again?”

I’m at loss for words as she stalks towards me, the long strap-on bouncing in sync with her breast with each step. She crawls between my legs, her chest pressed against mine, and stares deeply into my eyes. “I’m going to f**k you until your begging me to let you c*m.”

Kara positions the tip against my entrance and thrusts into me, a moan escapes as my head falls against the pillow. I’m surprised at how good it feels when I’m actually wet and ready for it. She rotates her hips, pressing the curled tip of her plastic d**k into a sensitive spot deep inside me I never knew existed. She picks up the pace and I’m writhing under her, each time I start to feel my c****x build she slows or changes rhythm so I lose it. She’s tormenting me with incredible pleasure and knows it.

“Please don’t stop, gods I’m begging you, let me c*m. I can’t handle it anymore.” I cry out. Kara’s head dips down and her lips capture a n****e, biting it softly. She starts pumping harder and deeper into me, hitting my most sensitive spot over and over.

Almost without thinking, my hands flash green and the handcuffs fall off my wrists. I flip Kara onto her back and pull myself on top of her, never letting her dildo leave me. She’s stunned for a second then grabs my waist tightly, pushing me up and down roughly. “That’s it baby, c*m for me. I want you to scream.” I let my head fall back as one of her hand wraps around my throat, squeezing the sides. I’m seeing stars and my org*sm is so close I can’t control myself anymore. I’m bouncing relentlessly on her, desperate for my release.

Her other hand leaves my hips and s****s my a*ss hard, and I scream as warm liquid pools out of me, covering Kara’s lap. I continue grinding on her as I slow down, my breathing ragged and vision blurry.

Finally I come to a stop and crawl pathetically off her, curling into the fetal position at her side. She unclips the fasteners on her belt and tosses the strap-on to the floor.

Kara pulls the comforter from underneath us and pulls it over us, then wraps her arms around my n***d body, kissing my forehead softly. “Such a good good little witch.” She hums, stroking my hair.

We lay there together in silence, enveloped in bliss. My eyes begin to feel heavy, and I give into my desire for sleep.