Chapter 38 Virgin Alpha
Virgin Alpha
Acadia
We’ve been making out in this alcove for so long, time has lost all meaning.
We lay horizontally next to each other. He’s so gentle with me.
His hands explore my body like he’s memorizing every dip and curve.
In return, he is so sensitive to my touch.
It’s all so new to him. I didn’t think having a virgin alpha would be this exhilarating.
I stroke his cock over his slacks. He’s a big guy. My god. His head tilts back, and he moans. And then he grabs my wrist to stop me.
“Stop, or I’ll…”
“That’s kind of the point,” I say.
“No, show me how to make you…have a point.” His deep growl reverberates through me. His hand finds my inner thigh, and he moves it up towards my center. I lift my leg to give him more access.
“Just pay attention. Do what makes me feel good,” I say.
He does just that. He looks me in the eyes and watches as he strokes my pussy over my shorts with his hand. His movements are slow and effective. He’s working me real good.
His hand goes even higher, allowing his thumb to coast under my panties. I whimper at the sensation, so he does it again and again.
I’m stoked. So, I stop him and undo the button of my shorts and panties, then slide them down my thighs.
He takes over and takes them off completely.
Suddenly, with nothing down there in the way, I’m a little nervous.
I’m never nervous when it comes to sex. But this is different.
Oscar is different. It feels brand new to me, too.
He starts again at my thigh and runs his fingers up. He takes his two middle fingers and swipes them gently over my pussy lips. I moan and drop my head to the side.
“Wow.”
He sets his two fingers there until the pressure eases him in. Then he spreads his fingers as he continues pushing into my cunt.
I’m panting. I’m grabbing onto him.
“Oscar,” I plead. I need him to fuck me with those fingers. “Don’t tease me.”
He adjusts himself and then, before I can take another breath, he starts pumping his fingers in and out of my very wet cunt.
I’m gripping onto his shirt. I’m kissing his mouth. And I start fucking his fingers back. I want to come. I want to come like this with him.
Like he can hear my thoughts, his thumb pressed down on my clit.
“Fuck yes!” I cry over his mouth. “More! Harder!”
He pushing harder and starts circling my clit aggressively as he continues pumping his fingers inside of me.
I’m squirming and moving, and everything is climbing higher and higher.
He adds a third finger, and I explode. I cry out in ecstasy as my climax greets me fully.
It takes over my entire body. Oscar kisses my jaw, neck, and shoulder.
Leaving little bites and sucking marks. His hand leads me through my climax completely.
“Fuck, Oscar,” I pant.
He gives me the biggest smile.
I wrap my arms around him and pull him closer. I throw my legs over his and pull him tight against me.
“Wow,” I say.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“Do you want to do more? Is it your turn?” I touch him again, and he’s hard as all hell.
“Let’s just lay here a while. Is that ok?”
“‘Course.”
And we lay there while he massages my thighs and runs his fingers over my scalp. It’s all so relaxing and peaceful. He kisses my cheeks and tells me how beautiful I am.
This is the kind of alpha you want courting you. A man focused solely on you. Amazed by you. I can only imagine the kind of lover he will be. He’s going to be great during my heat.
We stare each other in the eyes, just basking in this feeling. It’s going to be the start of something great.
I sigh and make my way out of our bundle.
“I need to get back to my pack. They’ve been waiting all day for me. You’ll meet me tomorrow? To discuss the terms of our courting? Yes?” Oscar asks, hesitant to let me go.
“Yes. Where?”
He twists to get his phone that had fallen onto the floor at one point. “I’ll text you the details.”
“I have an appointment in the morning. I can meet any time after that.”
“Good. Good.”
He pockets his phone, and we stand up. He helps me into my panties and shorts, using it as an excuse to touch my thighs again.
He kisses my knees and then rises to kiss my neck and jaw, and then finally the lips.
We interlace our fingers again and leave the alcove.
The orgy is still going, and I check on the omegas again on our way out. I feel like I’m floating.