Chapter 30
Chapter 30
AALIYAH
Alpha Hudson has not allowed anyone in or out of his room since the incident. It brings back memories of the times when I had to hide and shut the world out in order to keep my head. It also elevates my mood, like my triumph march and their downfall.
I approach his door holding a tray of food. But today, I'm not having it. Usually, he would ask us to leave it on the doormat and go. If the Beta steps in, there won't be much I can do thereafter, so I need to talk to him to get him to gather himself.
"Alpha Hudson." After knocking, I respond.
"Put it down and go." He replies as usual.
“Please, I need to talk to you.”
He ignores me while inside doing who knows what.
“Sooner or later, you would need to be more open.”
"Thank you, Aaliyah; I appreciate it. I'll refuse. Leave the tray by the door.”
"Alpha..."
"Fuck off, go!" He yells, putting a stop to me. "I just want to be left alone."
"I understand that you are grieving, but for how long?"
"To me, they were more than just pets. So let me be.”
"I recognize your hurt,"
"You don't, no! You...”
"I fucking lost my friends, my dad, and my mother. It means so much more than a dog, man! Hudson, grow the fuck up. You scream for attention like a young boy.”
He loses his voice for the second time, and I can tell he is crying.
"It still aches more than anything else. I wouldn't be here today if I were complaining. And sometimes I wish I did, but hey, I discovered you and your brothers. "I pause.
“I'll reveal myself at my own pace.”
“Screw you and your freaking time. Your food is right here." I pull this stunt and drop it hesitantly by his door. It worked; he quickly opens his door to stop me from leaving, his eyes now fixed on mine.
“Aaliyah...”
"You're a mess, Hudson." I run my fingers over his face, which feels like he hasn't had a bath in centuries and smells strongly of alcohol. Before he changes his mind, I take the food and walk in.
Carefully, I lower the food on the table. I encircle him tightly while fighting the smell of the potent alcohol and trying not to throw up. He is a fierce lover. I try to make him feel better by running my fingers through his hair. "Jim and Jay undoubtedly had a lot of meaning, but you have to let go. The world won't stop and let you catch up, so move on. "I softly massage his back.
“If they had a mind that we can understand, they wouldn't wish their lord this sorrow." As his tears saturate my uniform, I pause and let him cry. "Do you want to create another map for me?”
He laughs. Saying "I'm sorry." He releases his hold on me by wiping his face of tears. "Your dress is still the best I've ever seen,"
I punch him. "Stop, and you're not looking bad yourself."
“I will consider that a compliment.” He hugs me once more.
"You must be as tidy as before. I nearly passed out from the smell of booze on you. Why not I bathe you?”
I gracefully moved about the room, preparing the bath with scented soap that filled the air with its enticing aroma.
And then he walks in, his naked form commanding my attention. His physique is powerful, his body as big as Hunter's. My eyes drink in the sight before me, an internal battle waging within me. Should I let my longing show, or should I maintain a neutral facade?
I fought to keep a mask of composure, concealing the wildfire of emotions raging within me. He settled into the bathtub, his expectant gaze urging me to fufulfilly part of our unspoken agreement.
With gentle hands, I reach for the shampoo and begin to massage his hair, my fingers weaving through the strands, caressing and cleansing. Every touch was deliberate, a silent declaration of my affection. I then retrieved the sponge from its hanger, tracing it along his broad shoulders and down his body, leaving a trail of sensation in its wake.
As the sponge reached his most intimate parts, a surge of electricity passed between us. Instead of continuing with the sponge, he took my hand in his, guiding it beneath the water's surface. With a tender touch, he began to wash himself, his gaze never leaving mine.
When he release my hand, a silent invitation is extended, granting me the freedom to explore. The soapy water is drained from the bath, replaced by a gentle stream of tepid water cascading over his skin, rinsing away the remnants of soap and leaving him glistening as before.
His body shudders beneath my touch, aching for more. The undeniable yearning in his eyes mirror my own desires. I take a breath, gathering the courage to give in to the intoxicating pull between us. With delicate fingertips, I begin to play with the tip of his hardened dick, the heat and excitement intensifying with each stroke.
A rhythmic dance ensued, my hand gliding up and down his throbbing shaft, attuned to the tempo of his pleasure. His moans fill the air, wrapping around me like a siren's song. In this intimate exchange, I am overcome with my own arousal, my longing echoing in the depths of my being.
With each passing minute, he grows harder, the strength of his desire echoing mine. And then, in a moment of pure ecstasy, he reaches the pinnacle, releasing himself onto my upturned face. I tenderly wipe his cum from my skin, savouring the taste upon my lips.
“Maybe, how would you feel about some foursome sex?”
"Really? That new for me. Only threesome guilty.”
“What if I said I like it? An MMMF specifically?"
"It's crazy," He laughs. "Never would have thought you'd enjoy it. I'll remain a partner as long as... Oops, an MMMF. Girl, are you kidding?”
“Not at all, why is that?”
“I can't allow another man to thrust himself inside of on you.”
“But wouldn't you prefer that we do it the other way around?”
“Maybe...”
"You're egotistical, and this is the closest you can come to my body as long as you're insistent. I can make a three-some, so go screw yourself.”
"Aaliyah, it doesn't makes sense."
“The eff, it does.”
“Fine. Who else are there? Don't you think I should at least get to know them?”
"Alpha Hector and Hunter."
He chuckles. "There is so much madness around, you must be crazy," He licks his lips. "Is this the main issue here? You compel me to come out of my shell so I can witness my brother come in you. Not just one, but Hector, whose breath irritates me so much?”
"At the very least, you owe me one, for that release."
"Rather than do that shit, I'd rather die of lust."
“You might be there for a few days. They also have a right to my body, Hudson, and it disgusts me that you can be so self-centered.”
He continued, in a strained and harsh voice, "But you said you chose me."
"I did and I still do. Don't you see that I need to explore because I'm addicted to the rush?” I offer him a towel. "I'll give you the space you need to process this information; but, just a gentle reminder that I'll be enjoying myself to the fullest. So please agree for the benefit of us both, but please take your time.” I slam the door behind me as I leave the room.