Page 16 of Becoming the Alpha

Jason stilled, then crawled up and leaned on his forearm, staring down at me. I could already feel another wave of lust building under the surface, but I couldn’t stop the embarrassment from building either. “What do you mean?”

I closed my eyes as a few tears escaped and pulled away from him again, wrapping the sheet around my shoulders. “I just mean that I’m inexperienced. I haven’t had a positive sexual experience yet. Callum is the only sexual experience I’ve had and it wasn’t much of an experience.”

Jason exhaled slowly. I glanced over at him, watching as his emotions played across his face. I turned away, shame clinging to me and making the tears fall faster. He shifted and wrapped an arm around me. “You have nothing to be ashamed about, Lily. We will go as slow as you need us to, but I need you to communicate your needs and triggers to me.”

“Then, we won’t do it,” Jason replied, like it was the most simple thing in the world. “Go into the bathroom and lock the door. You can finish riding out this heat yourself.”

I blinked, not understanding. “You haven’t finished, though.”

Jason chuckled. “Lily, you are my mate. You’re the only one who matters. If you don’t want to continue, we stop. Simple as that.”

“It wasn’t that simple before.”

Jason sighed, hanging his head. “I know. I messed up. I would do anything to change it and do it the right way, but I can’t. I can only hope you’ll be able to forgive me in time.” I took a deep breath, trying to steady my heartbeat.

“I’m not ready to forgive you just yet, but I do need your help getting through this. I don’t know anything about going into heat and I can already feel it building up again. I want you to know that I don’t hate you, I appreciate everything you’re doing to make up for it, and I know it was a mistake, but I can’t forgive you not asking me for consent when you claimed me. At least not yet. It’s a much bigger deal than you let me believe and my life is changed forever now.”

Jason gave me a small smile. “I understand. Do you have any questions right now?”

I breathed out a sigh of relief, not realizing how much I needed him to accept what I was feeling. I opened my mouth, intent on letting him know how much I appreciated his understanding, before nodding and changing my mind and moving right onto the biggest question on my mind. “What’s the deal with being your mate? I mean I know we’re together, but what does that really mean in terms of the kingdom and my place in it?”

“You’re my Queen and my Luna. I’m sure you know that every Alpha has a Luna - his fated mate, but not every Alpha and Luna are the King and Queen. You have the unique position of having both titles, which means you’re above everyone in this kingdom.”

“Even you?”

He chuckled, causing a wave of lust to crash through me. I moaned, the pain cresting. I watched a flash of concern cross Jason’s face before he dove back down and licked me again. My hips jerked off the bed and I cried out with need. I grabbed at his shoulders, not remembering that he was bare-chested, but he understood what I was asking for anyway.

He lifted himself up so that he was lined with my lips and kissed me. “Even me.”

I tasted myself on his lips, intrigued, but confused as to whether or not I was supposed to enjoy this. I was supposed to still be mad at him, so I shouldn’t be enjoying this, should I? I couldn’t be blamed when he looked like that. He pulled my shirt off and kissed me again. The thought flew out of my head when he lined himself up at my entrance. I pulled away from his mouth, looking down at his thick cock. I could feel my entire body shaking, dread starting to spread, but another wave of lust came and blocked basically everything else out. He pushed forward, so slowly it was almost painful and I moaned, loving how full he was making me feel.

“Are you okay, baby?” He asked, panting as he struggled to restrain himself. I moaned, wiggling to try to get him to move. A part of my brain whispered at me, trying to get me to freak out about the whole situation. It asked why I wasn’t freaking out since Callum had ruined this whole experience, but my lust was running the show and all I wanted was Jason tomove.

“Yes, Jason.Move, please!”

Jason growled and started pumping in and out, causing me to cry out as the friction built, doing its job. The pressure in my core built again and I cried out, clenching around his cock and arching my back. He nipped at my breasts with his teeth while I came undone around him. I felt him pump even faster, his snarl and grunt the only warning I got when he exploded his finish. I blinked up at him, feeling a sense of empowerment I had never known before. I had done that to him. I felt the stigma of Callum’s rape fade as I realized the power I had over Jason. I wanted to see it again. I flipped him on his back and climbed up, feeling his manhood twitch between my legs. I gazed down at Jason, leaning down and kissing him. When I reared back to slip his cock inside me again, he gave me a sizzling look.

“You know, it’s not unusual for a female to mark her male, too.”

I stopped moving, staring down at him. “Really?”

He gave a short gasp, closing his eyes to better enjoy me. I arched my back into him, tilting my hips to get a better angle.

“I’d like you to claim me, if you want,” Jason said, his voice strained as he gripped my hips and looked up at me.

I met his gaze and saw the vulnerability in his eyes, a nonverbal plea to choose him back. I pushed down onto his cock, earning a low grown from Jason. “I’d like that.”

Jason’s face broke into a large grin, relief and excitement clearly showing. I ground my hips down on him before pulling up, this time at a slower, more intimate pace. He tilted his chin to the side, giving me access to his neck. “Then mark me yours, female.”

I snarled and launched at his neck, biting the part where his shoulder and neck meet. He grunted, his cock pumping into me faster. The metallic taste of his blood caused me to moan, as I rolled my hips to get the best angle for his cock. I let go of his neck and sat up, continuing that motion, trying to feel every inch of him. It wasn’t long until we both groaned out our releases again. I fell onto the bed, feeling utterly spent, covered in sweat and his blood.

“Please tell me it’s over.”

“Sorry, sweetheart. It’s not. We do have a little bit of recovery time. Your heat will probably last all night though.”

“Swell.” I rolled my head to look up at him, a smile pulling at my lips that betrayed any hint of reluctance I tried to give. He smiled down at me, looking ecstatic. My own smile broadening.

“I’ll be back. You rest up.”

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