C4 Sexual Desires

Issahil

“Hey”

I turned.

“Good day, Alpha.”

I bowed in greeting. I hadn’t expected him to come out so early in the morning. I had thought I could finish cleaning the other parts of his room before he woke up, and then I’d venture into his bedchamber as he took his bath. I’d be done by the time he was out, I’d then leave to go prepare his breakfast while he prepared for the day. But seem like my plans had taken another turn.

“It’s a pleasant morning, isn’t it?”

“I guess so, Alpha.”

My face was still down. He was shirtless, and a quick glance before my bow was enough to tell me how fit and attractive he was. I know it was wrong and disrespectful to think of an Alpha especially when he was my master.

“Raise your head.”

I almost didn’t want to, but I didn’t want to annoy him. It was still too early to receive verbally harsh lashings, and I was still scared of him.

“Yes, Alpha.”

“When did you wake up?”

Well, this was new. He’d never really cared to ask me that before.

“Uhmm… I’ve been up since the first cock crow.”

“Really?”

I nodded. He shifted his gaze to my bosom, and the way he stared so lustfully at them both excited and embarrassed me. If there was anything I knew about my body, it was the fact that I was endowed in the right places. I had what one would call the perfect shape. A pair of nice, shapely legs, curvy hips, firm behind and my bosom was also very attractive to look at. But I had never vainly boasted about them, which was another reason why Lillian hated me. And I also had a nice facial features.

“Alpha?”

His stare was getting me too excited. It caused shivers of excitement to spread across my skin in anticipation. Anticipation of what, though? I couldn’t tell.

“Yes.”

He took steps closer to me. My breath caught in my throat when he stretched his hand to trail two of his fingers gently down my face.

“Alpha, wh…what are you d..d..doing?”

I stuttered. I was not used to a man touching me.

“I don’t know why I have never really noticed you.”

I swallowed. What did he mean by that?

“W-wh-what are you t-trying t-to say?”

I hated how broken and unstable my words were, but I couldn’t help it. His fingers were igniting fire everywhere they touch, leaving a feverish reaction in their wake.

“You are a very beautiful young woman, Issa.”

Issa? He had never called me Issa. It was always Issahil or hey you. What was happening? And why was I liking it? Too much even? Why was I suddenly feeling enthralled by his sage green eyes? Those beautiful green orbs were drawing me in and I was helplessly drowning in their depth.

“Thank you, Alpha.”

I replied, my voice now hoarse and shaky. I tried to exhale but his fingers were now trailing down my neck, pleasure shot like fireworks from within.

“You really do have nice eyes. They’re beautiful, your lips are the perfect shade of rose pink.”

“Thank you, Alpha.”

I replied dumbly. I didn’t know what else to say or how else to reply him. This was a new ground for me, I was still pure and innocent. No man had ever gotten this close.

“Come here.”

He wound his hands around my waist and drew me closer, then he took a slow, long whiff of my hair. Weaving his hand through my waist-length coffee brown curtain of hair, his lips lightly brushing the skin on my neck. It was barely a touch but it was enough to make me emit an involuntary moan.

“Issa”

He softly called my name.

“Yes, Alpha.”

The words more of came out as a moan.

He began kissing my neck, then he went up to my cheeks before detouring to my ear. I was putty in his hands, under his mouth. He used his tongue expertly on that area while his warm breath fanned the skin on my face. It was a sensation never felt before.

“I’m tempted to carry you to my bedchamber and do things to you. With you.”

Not knowing why, my eyes that were ladened with desire snapped open and a thought righted my senses in the moment. Everywhere became silent for a while. None of us spoke. Though I was still in his arms, I became a bit scared and restless. Why was he not saying anything? Was it actually true? My heart panged in pain. I didn’t know why it mattered so much to me that he proved me wrong and adored me. I was now craving for his attention. For his touch. He had triggered something within. Exposed me to something I had never experienced before, all in the confines of his room, within minutes. In a caressing manner, he moved his thumb over my lips.

“Kiss me.”

I swallowed. My body raged in excitement. I moved slowly close to him, his arms went round me again and held firmly. I stood on tiptoes and shyly brought my lips to his. I placed a kiss on his lips and made to withdraw but he drew me closer and deepened the kiss. Soon, his tongue fought its way into my mouth and I let him. He took the lead while I followed. Rags and broom long forgotten, I wrapped my hands around his neck and enjoyed the pleasure he was offering with in mouth. I felt his hands unbuttoning my gown, I clung closer, encouraging him. He lifted me, carrying me so my legs were firmly wrapped around his waist. My clothed body in close contact with his bare one, still I felt the heat from such intimate closeness.

“Are you ready?”

He drew back long enough to ask me that.

“Yes.”

Then he carried me that way until we found ourselves in his bedchamber. Gently he dropped me on the soft, big bed. Wriggling out of the gown as he pulled it off me, I watched him kiss every part of my skin and I quivered in delicious anticipation. I never believed my luck would shine this much. Maybe this was how the Moon Goddess wanted to repay me for my years of neglect and disgrace I’d suffered. The Alpha of Nightshade pack desired me. He wanted me. Took delight in touching me. I wouldn’t have believed it if he wasn’t with me right now, doing things to me, a proof that he was real and this was real.

“What are you thinking?”

He asked when he came up to cradle my face in his hands.

“Just how lucky I am.”

“Me too.”

He said, then dipped his head and took his time to give me pleasure that increased my soft moans to loud cries.