Chapter 2 Finally Lost the Virginity [🌶️]

Chapter 2

[Alstorin]

The bathroom door clicked shut behind the masked Alpha. The scent of new books and raw power slammed into me, making my body painfully aware of who was in the room.

My body answered before my brain could, slick gushing between my thighs, my body clenching emptily. I was still in the tub, the water lukewarm now, my cock hard and leaking against my stomach.

“Who the fuck…” My voice cracked.

He didn’t answer with words. He dropped to his knees beside the tub, his gloved hands gentle on my shoulders, easing me upright. 

The black mask he was wearing hid everything except a sharp jaw and dark eyes burning through the slits. He is young, definitely younger than me.

“Easy, omega,” he murmured, voice low and rough. “You’re burning up. Let me help.”

I should’ve screamed. Instead my traitorous touch starved body leaned into his touch. “You’re in rut. Get out.”

“Smelled you from the hallway. Couldn’t leave you like this.” His thumb brushed my collarbone very carefully. “Never seen an omega this needy.”

A broken moan slipped out of me as another cramp hit. He lifted me from the tub like I weighed nothing, water sluicing off my naked body, and carried me to the bed. He laid me down on my back, reverent, like I was something precious.

“First time?” he asked, stripping his shirt. Lean, powerful muscles flexed under smooth skin making me gulp.

I don’t know why I’m salivating on mere muscles. I swear it to you I’ve never been affected by an Alpha the way I am right now.

So yeah. I’m definitely regretting this tomorrow morning. Because right now, the real me ain’t the one in control. My body was.

I nodded, cheeks burning. “Don’t… don’t kiss me.”

He paused, then nodded once. “Whatever you need, baby.”

He kissed my throat instead, open-mouthed and hot, teeth grazing my scent gland. I arched into him with a sharp gasp. His hands slid over my chest, thumbs teasing my sensitive nipples until I was whimpering against his mouth.

He worked his way lower, patient, until the pleasure sharpened into something almost too much. When his fingers finally pressed inside, the stretch made me keen. He stayed steady, voice low against my skin.

“I’ve got you. Just breathe.”

He found the spot that made stars burst behind my eyes and stayed there, working me open with careful, relentless patience. 

The care in every movement made my chest ache. Not like the Alphas I’d always feared. This one handled me like I might break even while he took me apart.

“Nnhg… oh fuck… Mmph.” I’m biting my lips trying to keep the sounds at bay. But it feels so good.

I never knew I was capable of feeling this much pleasure from someone else. A stranger, that I don’t even know. It’s okay, I wasn’t going to see him again after this anyway.

He tugged my lower lip with his thumb. “Let me hear you.”

“Gonna…” I warned, voice wrecked.

He swallowed me to the root and pressed hard on my prostate. I came with a shout, spilling down his throat while my body spasmed around his fingers.

He pulled off, licking his lips, eyes feral. “Taste so fucking good. Turn over for me, omega. Ass up, face down.”

I obeyed on shaky limbs, my face buried in the pillow with the mask still on. He knelt behind me, his hands spreading me open, while his tongue followed.

He buried his face between my body, licking and sucking noisily, tongue fucking into me. Filthy wet sounds filled the room alongside my broken moans.

I pushed back against him without meaning to, the words spilling out before I could stop them.

“Mmph...” I moaned into the pillow “Alpha…please…” This is definitely not me. I’m telling you right now. Again.

He rose, the blunt pressure of him settling against me. “Tell me if it hurts.”

Inch by inch he pushed in, stretching me wide. The burn was intense but perfect. He bottomed out with a guttural moan, hands gripping my hips.

He started with deep, measured rolls of his hips, grinding against the place that made my vision blur. One hand slid beneath me, stroking in time. It felt like being worshipped. Like something closer to making love than pure rut.

“So good,” I gasped. “You feel so…”

I pushed back against him, moaning shamelessly. He leaned over my back, his breath hot against my ear, but when he angled for my mouth I turned my head and offered my neck instead. He growled in approval and sucked a mark right there.

“Close…alpha, I’m so close…” I gasped.

“Let go,” he said. “I’ve got you.”

I shattered again, clenching tight around him. He fucked me through it, then flipped me onto my back without pulling out. 

Mask to mask, he stared down at me, eyes locked on mine, and thrust deep. “Eyes on me.”

He slammed in one last time and came with a roar, hot pulses flooding me. I felt every spurt, my belly swelling slightly from the sheer amount. 

He kept rocking gently, milking every drop, forehead pressed to mine but never kissing my lips.

We stayed locked together, panting.

“You okay?” he whispered, thumb stroking my cheek.

I nodded, dazed. I’m ruined, absolutely ruined. But in the best way.