The Queen Alpha

What Love Feels Like

(Emma)

Kara is waiting at the door for me, and I slink into the room, looking down the hallway to make sure I wasn’t followed.

“Did he hurt you? Are you ok?” Kara questions, checking over my face and hands for bruises. Platinum hair falls into her face as she fusses over my well-being. I want so badly to reach out and tuck it behind her ear but I lack the courage it takes. My finger twitch from the thought of feeling the electricity that buzzes between our skin when we touch. I never thought I would know what a mate bond felt like, it’s something that’s usually limited to werewolves. The connection between us is addicting, everything about this newfound relationship puts all my senses on high alert. My brain and my heart crave the adrenaline and the love being in her presence brings.

Instead, I giggle at her concern.“I’m fine, I gave him what he deserves.”

“Good, nobody messes with my mate.” Kara finally smiles, and time stands still. Her face looks so innocent right now, there is no cold mask on, it’s pure and so full of joy.

The urge to show her how much this all means to me gives me a boost of confidence. I lean forward and kiss her, loving the way she tastes. It’s as if I’m eating candy for the first time, her sweetness giving me a sugar rush. Kara seems shocked at my sudden show of affection, but she quickly melts into me. Her hands slip down my figure, settling on my waist and pulling me into her.

Every part of me is full of ecstasy as our body’s intertwine. The gentle, tender kiss changes, turning into l**t. We fumble backwards until collapsing onto the bed. Both of our movements seem to be restricted by our evening gowns. Kara tries to pull me into a straddling position but my dress is too tight. Without breaking our kiss, she grabs the back of the gown’s collar and rips it in down the seam, the sound of tearing fabric filling the quiet room.

I gasp as the cold air hits my bare back. “You ruined my dress.” I utter breathlessly as her lips find my neck and start sucking gently behind my ear.

Kara’s hands roam my body before gripping my hips tightly. “Don’t worry love, I’ll buy you more.” Her kisses move down to the dip where my collar bone meets my neck and the most intense pleasure shoots down from her lips to my core. I moan as Kara nibbles gently and she moves her hand up to cup my breast, massaging it in the same rhythm as her tongue.

“Gods you have no idea how bad I want you Emma.” Kara murmurs and her mouth finds mine again.

I bite her bottom lip lightly before pulling away to look her in her eyes. They’re swirling bright blue and indigo, telling me her wolf wants control right now and she’s fighting it. Carter’s wolf has always scared me, he doesn’t like me because I’m not his mate, and briefly I wonder what Kara’s is like.

The aching need between my legs brings me back into the moment.“Then have me, Queen. Tonight I’m yours.” I purr, a mischievous grin spreading across my face.

Kara’s eyes widen with desire at what I’ve just said. I climb off her lap and stand before her. First, I remove the dress she had shredded, then I kick my heels off and slowly slide my stockings down, never breaking eye contact.

Her eyes are glued to me, watching every move I make. I’m only in a black b*a and panties now, and I’m debating if I should take them off too when she suddenly rises to her feet. She takes my hands in hers and turns me around, then gently pushes me onto the bed.

“My turn now.” Kara stands at the foot of the bed, her ever shifting eyes gazing deeply into mine. I sit back on my elbows and watch her intently. She reaches behind her and unzips her dress, letting it slide down her cream colored skin into a pool at her feet. Kara’s breasts are bare, their light pink n**ples hard with anticipation. Her lower half is covered only by a red thong.

I’m mesmerized by the way her body looks, everything about her seems sculpted out of granite. Her stomach and arms are toned from the athleticism. She is a goddess.

Kara slips out of her heels and climbs on top of me, her lips claiming mine in a frenzy. I trace my fingers down her back until reaching the curve of her a*s. I grasp a handful of it and pull her forward into a straddling position. She kisses down my neck, stopping to nuzzle her face in the valley between my t*ts. My hand shoots up to her hair and I gently pull her head to the side, urging her mouth to my sensitive bud and she latches onto it hungrily. I’ve never felt myself respond this way to another person’s touch. How could I possibly have been lesbian my entire life and never realized it?

I squirm under her, begging her for more and to stop all at the same time.

Just when I think I couldn’t feel any better, she reaches down and pets my soaked panties roughly. “Does that feel good, kitten?” Kara asks, and my mind goes blank while she taunts me through the fabric.

“If you don’t want me to stop, I need an answer.” She hums in my ear and moves her hand away, my disappointment obvious.

“It felt amazing, please put your hand back.” I mumble, pressing my hips forward.

I can feel her smile against my collarbone. She slides off the bed onto her knees and hooks both thumbs under the hem of my panties and starts pulling them off painfully slow. I buck my hips, trying to get them to come off quicker, and kick them away when they reach my ankles.

Kara gasps when my legs fall apart, causing me to blush profusely. Her eyes dart between my wet center and my face. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I’m glad you’re all mine.” She kisses my knee and pulls me towards the edge of the bed. I bite my lip and watch her intently.“Mine to kiss.” She bites my inner thigh and I jump. “Mine to mark.” Kara grabs my a*s and tugs me the rest of the way to her. She glances up at me as she positions herself at my entrance. “And mine to f**k.” My eyes flutter shut as she leans forward and parts my lips, slipping her tongue into my wet core. She grips my thighs gently, her nails leaving tiny crescents in my skin. Her tongue moves slowly and she swipes with deep curves, teasing the edge of my g spot with every stroke.

A tiny moan escapes my mouth and I’m gripping the sheets. Kara moves her mouth up higher, encasing my cl*t with her lips. She begins sucking it and sweeping her tongue back and forth. Two fingers glide into me with ease from how wet I am, and again I grab a handful of her blonde hair. She begins moving faster, her fingers curling upwards and thrusting in perfect sync with her tongue. I writhe under her, holding onto her with one fist and the sheets with another as my back arches. My c****x is building and I whimper and moan as she sucks harder on my cl*t.

A massive wave of euphoria overcomes my body and I find my release, my c*m streaming out of me and onto the sheets below. Kara eagerly licks me clean as I ride out the last of my o****m.

She climbs back onto the bed and lays beside me on her side, her head resting on her arm. I thought I knew what it meant to love someone. I thought I loved Carter, even after everything, until today I still planned to marry him and try to make things work between us. That’s what you do for the person you love, right? You overlook their flaws and learn to accept them for who they are. I did that with Carter, I’ve overlooked everything he’s ever done to me, and still there’s not a single time in our relationship where he’s ever made me feel the way Kara does.

My gaze moves down her body, admiring the way her breasts look squished together by her arm and the bed, the gentle curves of her body, I’m curious as to what’s under her thong, but that’s for another time. Feeling playful, I scoot closer and rub my foot against hers. Kara giggles softly and my heart leaps at the sound of it.

Kara rolls onto her back and props herself slightly up on the pillows. “Come here my kitten.” She holds her arm out for me. I don’t hesitate for a second as I curl into her body, intertwining my leg with hers and wrapping my arm around her midsection. I grab the blanket from under us and pull it up to our waists.

“I’m not a kitten.” I tell her looking up at her with a pouted lip while resting my chin on her.

She smirks. “Of course you are. Witches likes cats, that makes you my kitten. You’re soft, warm, sweet, and a little sassy.” She winks at me and I can’t help but smile. I always thought strange pet names were silly and sounded weird, but hearing her call me kitten sends a wave of heat to the place she just had her mouth.

“Fine, I’ll be your kitten if you’ll be my queen.” I say, laying my head back down onto her soft t*ts.

Kara falls silent for a long time, running her nails lightly across my n***d back, my fingers tracing circles along her side. Our bodies feel like they were made to fit together like this, I’m drunk on happiness. The room is peacefully quiet, and it’s incredibly cozy under this blanket with her. Werewolves are naturally warmer than humans so it’s like having my own personal heater, which I’m sure comes in handy living in Alaska. My eyes drift shut and I sigh comfortably, allowing my thoughts to wander. I picture Kara and I walking snow covered trails against a frozen lake, camping in the summer and watching a family of moose cross a river near our tent. I imagine marrying her under the northern lights. I’m almost asleep when I hear Kara’s voice.

“I’m falling in love with you Emma.” She whispers to me, kissing the top of my head.

I feel my lips tilt into a smile as I drift peacefully to sleep.