Chapter 183
Chapter 183
[Amelia's POV]
"Too intense... ahh ahh ahh!" The sounds escaped my lips before I could stop them, my pussy clenching tight around Alex's thick cock as he pounded into me with that raw Alpha dominance that made my knees weak.
Alex's amber eyes burned into mine, gold flecks dancing in the dim bedroom light. "It will be even more intense..." he growled, his voice rough with possession as his hands gripped my hips, pulling me deeper onto his hard length.
My silver-gray eyes fluttered shut as waves of pleasure crashed over me. Every thrust of his cock sent electricity through my body, stretching my tight pussy in the most delicious way. I couldn't hold back the moans spilling from my lips as he hit that perfect spot deep inside me.
"Alex..." I gasped, my fingernails digging into his broad shoulders as the coil of tension in my belly wound tighter. "I can't... your cock is too big..."
But he didn't slow down. If anything, his movements became more intense, more possessive, his thick shaft sliding in and out of my wet heat like he was claiming every inch of my pussy as his own. The sensation was overwhelming, my clit throbbing with each powerful thrust.
"Let go for me, Millie," Alex commanded, his voice that Alpha tone that made my inner wolf Ashley purr with submission. "I want to feel your pussy come all over my cock."
The pressure built inside me until I couldn't contain it anymore. My pussy convulsed around his thick length as the most intense orgasm of my life tore through me, my walls milking his cock desperately. In that moment of complete surrender, the words tumbled from my lips without thought:
"I love you... oh God, Alex, I love you!"
Alex stilled above me, his cock still buried deep in my pulsing pussy, his eyes widening with surprise and something deeper - something that made my heart race even faster than it already was. "I think this is the first time you've said that to me..." he whispered, his voice thick with emotion.
Holy shit, I thought, realizing what I'd just confessed while his cock was still stretching me. But looking into his eyes, seeing the vulnerability there, I knew I meant every word.
"I love you too, Millie," Alex said, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned down to press his forehead against mine. "I'm so happy..."
The confession hung in the air between us, more powerful than any physical connection we'd shared. Even though we were already mated, already bonded in ways that went beyond human understanding, this felt different. This was us choosing each other with our hearts, not just our wolves.
Alex kissed me then, soft and tender, so different from the passionate claiming we'd just shared. Like he was holding something precious.
I could feel it then, the deepening of our soul bond. It was like invisible threads were weaving tighter between us, connecting not just our bodies but our very essence. Ashley stirred contentedly in my mind, satisfied in a way that went beyond the physical pleasure of having Alex's cock inside me.
"We should probably get some sleep," Alex murmured against my lips, though neither of us moved to separate.
"Probably," I agreed, but I was already drifting off in his arms, completely spent and utterly content.
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I woke to soft morning light filtering through the bedroom windows and the immediate realization that I was alone in Alex's massive bed. My hand reached across the sheets, finding them cool but still carrying his distinctive Alpha scent.
Where is Alex? I wondered, blinking sleepily at the empty space beside me. What time is it?
My body felt deliciously sore, every muscle reminding me of our intense night together. My pussy was still tender from how thoroughly Alex had stretched me with his thick cock. Just thinking about it made heat pool in my belly again, despite my exhaustion.
I sat up slowly, wincing slightly as my body protested. The bedroom was quiet except for the distant sounds of the city below. My nose automatically sought out Alex's scent, following the trail to determine where he might have gone.
That's when I realized my predicament. I was completely naked, and my clothes were... well, scattered throughout Alex's apartment. I could see my dress draped over a chair near the window, but my bra was nowhere to be found. Had we left it in the living room? The hallway?
"I feel so stupid," I muttered to myself, padding naked to where my dress lay. But putting on just the dress felt wrong somehow - like doing a walk of shame in my own mate's apartment.
I heard movement from somewhere in the apartment - the clink of dishes, maybe the sound of the coffee maker. My acute Omega hearing told me it was definitely Alex.
Making a decision, I wandered over to Alex's walk-in closet. The space was immaculate, suits and casual clothes organized with military precision. Everything smelled like him, surrounding me in that comforting Alpha scent that made me feel safe and claimed.
I selected a light blue T-shirt from one of the shelves, pulling it over my head. The fabric was soft and well-worn, and it hung on my smaller frame like a mini dress, the hem reaching to mid-thigh. The scent that clung to it was so richly Alex that it made my chest tight with emotion.
This is fine, I told myself, even though I felt exposed and vulnerable. It's not like he hasn't seen everything already.
Gathering my courage, I opened the bedroom door and stepped into the hallway. Immediately, I was hit with the most amazing smell - coffee and something that made my stomach growl loudly. When had I last eaten? Yesterday felt like a lifetime ago.
Following my nose, I made my way toward what I assumed was the kitchen area. The apartment was even more impressive in daylight, all clean lines and expensive finishes. But I barely noticed, too focused on finding Alex and maybe getting some food.
I found him standing at the stove, his back to me as he worked over what looked like eggs and bacon. He'd changed into jeans and a simple white T-shirt, his dark hair slightly mussed. Even from behind, he was gorgeous.
"You're awake," he said without turning around, and I realized he must have heard my footsteps. Or smelled me. Probably both. "Good morning, Millie."
When he did turn around, his amber eyes immediately took in my appearance - his T-shirt hanging loose on my body, my messy silver hair, my bare legs. For just a moment, gold flashed in his eyes, that Alpha possessiveness that meant he liked seeing me in his clothes.
I shifted nervously under his gaze, suddenly feeling shy despite everything we'd shared. "I couldn't find my clothes," I explained, tugging at the hem of his shirt. "So I borrowed yours. Hope you don't mind..."