Chapter 8 - Packages, and paintings?

*WARNING: spicy scene ahead! Skip if that makes you uncomfortable, and thanks for reading!*

Alice

He walked over to me, and I gave him a look of need, urging him to do as he pleased. He smirked before undoing his black button-up shirt, and grabbing my hand, placing it on his matching trousers.

“It’s never too late to back out, you know, no shame.” He stated, winking at me. Oh, it was on.

“Like I’d ever back down from a challenge.” I stated, before unzipping his pants and pulling them down, revealing a rather large package, only confined by his underwear.

He smirked before placing his fingers under my chin, tilting my head to look up at him, and I knew what I was getting myself into, but I did not care, I needed to do this, and I wanted to do this.

He took my lips in his, and we shared a heated kiss, his tongue grazing my bottom lip, asking for entrance, which I happily granted him.

He placed his hands under my crop top, and massaged my br*asts, causing a moan to escape my lips at how delicate, yet purposeful his actions were. He grunted as I placed my hands on his package, and slowly started rubbing against the fabric that held back that monster of a rod.

He broke the kiss, undressing me as well, before resuming the heated kiss, and rubbing against my sensitive spot, causing yet another moan to escape my lips.

He pulled down his underwear to reveal probably the best manhood that I have ever seen, and broke the kiss.

“You know what to do, princess.” He stated, and butterflies erupted in my stomach at the nickname.

He placed his hand on the back of my head, guiding me towards my price, and I happily took it into my mouth, causing him to moan in pleasure.

I continued working, and lathering his rod, when he started pushing forward, thrusting his hips, and moaning even more in the process.

“Ugh! Your mouth feels so good darling, please do not stop.” He whined, and I found myself moaning at his whining, it was so sexy.

I continued and when he got close, he pulled it out of my mouth, and lowered his head to my sensitive area, his tongue darting in-between the folds, and him lightly teasing my sensitive spot by softly sucking on it, licking away like it was his favourite treat in the world. He added his fingers into the mix already slick with his spit, opening me up, and getting me ready for what was to come.

I moaned in ecstasy, causing him to grunt in pleasure as well, before he let go, and positioned himself in-between my legs, unable to resist anymore.

“Are you ready for this?” He asked, and I nodded, needing more of him.

He thrusted his hips slowly entering me, and I could feel him stretch open my walls inside, filling every crevice with himself, and I could not help but moan at the sensation.

He let me adjust to the size before I pushed into him, indicating he could move, and that is when he started off slow, gradually increasing his rhythm until he was full-on pounding me. Every thrust sent shivers of pleasure down my spine, as I begged for more, and for him to go as deep as he could.

He happily obliged, and started to thrust even more, all the while pleasuring my sensitive spot, eliciting moan upon moans, and I was glad his office muffled most sounds, otherwise this would have been hard to explain to everyone.

“I am so close! Where do you want it darling?” He asked, his voice sending me over the edge as I finally came undone, reaching my peak.

“Hmm, a-anywhere, y-you want!” I screamed; my mind clouded in lust as he pulled out before grabbing my head and pushing it down onto him. Shoving himself deep into my throat, and releasing inside of it, sending all of it straight down my throat, and moaning in pleasure.

He finally pulled out as I swallowed every last drop, and he placed his hand on my cheek wiping away the tears that had formed in my eyes from taking him so far back.

“I am so proud of you, gorgeous; you did such an amazing job.” He stated, which caused me to blush, and he rubbed his thumb on my cheek softly, before pulling me for a sweet and sensual kiss.

I responded eagerly, and he broke off the kiss, holding my head to his.

“We should probably get dressed, and head to the wedding ceremony, don’t you think?” He inquired, making sure to clean up everywhere, and helping me into my clothes, as my legs felt like jelly.

“I suppose we should my Alpha.” I stated, causing a smirk to form on his face, and what I hadn’t expected was his next response.

“Of course, my Luna.” It was as if time had stopped, and I felt like nothing except us mattered at this point. He winked at me and continued to get dressed, knowing what he had said, had an effect on me.

He wanted me to be his Luna?! I expected a lot, but what I did not expect was that he really wanted us to be mates? I felt overjoyed, and could help but smile at how sweet he was, and I found myself wondering, how anyone could leave a man as perfect as this?

It simply did not make any sense to me. We eventually finished cleaning up, and both headed to that dreaded ceremony, but I found myself unable to stop smiling, despite being forced to attend a wedding that should have been mine.

Zayn opened the door, leading me outside, before taking my hand in his, and softly kissing it, leaving me with no doubt that everything was going to be okay.

We headed to where the ceremony was being held, and I have to admit the view was absolutely astonishing, the sunset painting the colours of the sky into hues of orange and pink, coupled with the fact that they clearly spent a lot of money on all the decorations for the wedding.

It was quite the sight to see, and I was content with this, because I knew that Zayn had felt the same way about me, as I had him, and that was more than enough for me.