Chapter 35 CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
ZARIA’S POV
I felt sunlight shone in my eyes, making me open my eyes lazily, only to see Elara opening the windows.
I yawned loudly, sitting up and looking around for any view of Max, whom I had been waiting for all night.
The news of his mother’s affliction must have spread around the pack and I wanted to be there for him, he is my husband after all.
“Have you seen Max?” I asked, and Elara turned around startled, she didn't notice I was already awake.
“No, Your Grace, he is still at his mother’s palace” She said, with a bow.
Gosh, Elara wasn't going to spare me for the rude things I said to get last night, she is acting like we were never friends.
“Elara, can we talk?” I asked, and she nodded slowly.
“Your Grace, I am your maid, and I'm ready to talk at any time” she replied to my question with a bow.
It felt more like mockery than respect and I hated it, with passion.
“I don't want to talk to you as my maid, but as my friend, please” I pleaded and she kept me silent.
We stared at each other for a few minutes, but when she didn't reply, I knew she was considering speaking with me.
“Max needs us” I whispered and she scoffed.
“His Grace doesn't need anyone, he is the Alpha” she snapped and walked out, leaving me dumbfounded.
“Did I say something wrong?” I asked myself, before jumping out of bed.
Just in that moment, Max walked in, with a fallen face, his eye bag was evidence that he had lacked sleep last night.
“I know she would do okay, don't be worried” I whispered, walking towards him.
He gave me a slow smile, I couldn't read it, and I didn't even try to.
I hugged him tightly, allowing him to sniff the fragrance of my hair.
“I need you,” He whispered, pulling out of our hug and taking my lips into his.
This was a hungry kiss, it wasn't passionate, it seemed like he wanted to forget something, ease his pain and I am here for it all. I don't mind been his stopover for today.
I allowed him to kiss me, till I felt blood on my bottom lip.
“Is everything alright?” I whispered, as he kissed down my neck, to the place he had marked.
“I don't want to think about anything else Zaria, I just want to be here with you” He said and I nodded.
Our kiss turned desperate and he pushed me against the wall, tearing my nightdress, allowing the pieces to fall to the ground.
I pulled his jacket over his shoulders, I grabbed his T-shirt and lifted it over his head and then I unzipped his pants and he kicked them off.
We stared at each other, both in our underwater, craving for more connection.
Next thing I know, I'm being dragged across the room and thrown on the bed, he ripped my underwear from my body.
His hungry gaze dropped to my body, drinking me in, making me feel my arousal.
The way he looked at me, makes my skin tingle, makes me hungry for him, I would die for his stares.
He lifted my legs and placed them around his waist, and began to slide his cock around my swollen flesh.
Fuck! It was a new kind of feeling, something I couldn't explain.
“Max please!” I pleaded, with desperation.
A sexy smile crossed his face, as he looked down at me. “It's going to hurt a little, but it gets better with time” he whispered and I gave a slight nod.
I have heard of how painful it was to lose one's virginity, but I feel with Max, it would be different.
“Are you ready?” he whispered into my ear, licking my earlobe.
“Yes,” I whispered back.
With one swift movement, he slided deep inside me, making the air in my lungs cut short, and my heart constricted.
The pain was unbearable, and I began to wiggle from side to side.
“Stay still, when I start moving it will feel better” He said, trying to keep me still.
“Then fucking move,” I grimaced.
He pulled out, and slamed back inside me, knocking the air out of my lungs, making me cry out.
He began to pump me slowly, giving me time to adjust to his pace and his size, and when the pain subsided a little, he noticed and increased his pace.
He pumped harder, and with every slam, he lifted my legs higher and wider.
“Oh…God” I whimpered as his teeth fondled my neck. I hoped he wasn't putting more marks on me.
He held himself deep inside me, circling my clitoris, making me feel things I have never felt before.
He kept doing the same movement, making my body shudder, making something build up inside me.
He grabbed my face, and kissed me deeply, preventing me from making any moans.
“Oh…fuck…something is building up” I moan, earning a chuckle from him.
“It's called an orgasm and I would take you there,” He whispered, increasing his pace.
We stared at each other, with my body arching underneath him.
I looked away, but he turned my eyes back to him, with his lips opened a little bit, “Look at me, while you come on my cock.”
“Fuck…fuck…” he growled, tipping his head backwards, and I felt something spill inside me, just as I squirted everywhere.
We were wet with perspiration, he kissed my lips softly, before pulling out and lying beside me.
My heart raced out of control, and I stared at the ceiling, gasping for air, his head was on my neck, with his lips, on my earlobe.
“What the fuck was that?” I asked, with a smile on my face.
“An apocalyptic event” He chuckled, making me giggle.
I don't know much about love, mates, or even Alphas but what I am certain about, is that I have been ruined by Max Blackwood.