The Alpha King's Series

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

BRINLEY.

"Kiss me, Thomas,"

His silver orbs met mine, and I crumbled all the hope I had built up in thinking he would. "I can't,” He says, heaving a heavy sigh. "Why not? You're my mate.” I exclaimed. "You're seventeen.” He speaks through clenched teeth.

"I don't care."

Thomas said nothing as he lifted us off the floor and pinned me to bed. His bun fell, releasing his long black hair, and I watched in astonishment as it fell perfectly into place. The butterflies in my stomach were dancing around the way he looked at me.

"Why are you doing this to me?" He says, leaving ghost kisses on my neck. Thomas pinned both my hands above my head. I didn't want to ruin what was happening between us, but the question had been on my mind that I couldn't get out.

"Why did you come?" He lifted himself with his free hand and met my gaze. His silver orbs had specks of black swirl within them. He bites his bottom lip, and my eyes fall there. His lip caught between his perfect white teeth, and I suddenly realized I wanted to be the one that bit his lip. "I've waited twelve years to find my mate. And the goddess above sent me an underage mate.”

A strange feeling swirled in my stomach at his words. Thomas is eleven years older than me, but age is just a number. I've tried being just his friend, but I want to be more. The feelings I've been hiding are eating away at me.

"I try not to, but I cannot get you out of my head. I've tried, and the one night we had played repeatedly in my mind," He says, taking a deep breath, trying to keep control.

"I can't get your soft moans out of my head.” Thomas breathed in my ear, and his free hand tugged at the towel wrapped around my naked body. "Are the way your pussy tightened around my fingers," I stifle back a moan. A growl escapes his lips, "Don't make a sound,” Thomas breathed. His free hand ran slowly up my legs. My thighs rubbed together in anticipation.

His lips kissed my cheek, and he moved slowly towards my neck. He groaned as his fingers slid through my folds. "You're so fucking wet for me," The pad of his thumb rubbed gently against my swollen clit as his fingers twisted and thrust in and out of my soaked pussy.

"Say you're mine, Little mate,” I parted my lips, and a soft moan escaped. Thomas grunted in response. “I'm yours,"

Thomas twirls his fingers in and out of my pussy, my walls retracting against his fingers. Finally, Thomas placed his lips on mine, not stopping his sault on my pussy.

"I want you,” I whispered the words when we pulled apart.

His jaw clenches and unclenches, “Little mate, I can't,”

I run my fingers over his five-clock shadow.

I lifted my hips and pressed my throbbing core against the bulge in his jeans. A soft moan left my lips as I rubbed myself against him. "Please," I begged, my eyes burning into his. Every ounce of his willpower snapped.

Thomas ripped the towel from my body, his eyes devouring every inch of me. My stomach tightened as his hands parted my legs roughly. His face inched closer to my sensitive bits.

His hands gripped my hips tightly, pulling me towards his face. His tongue slid through my folds, lapping at my clit. His tongue ravished my pussy, Devouring me. I was nearly at the edge when he pulled his face away.

He hovered his body over me, his lips meeting my own. I could taste myself as his tongue entered my mouth.

Thomas stood from the bed, removing his jeans and boxer and tossing them to the floor. My stomach dropped, and my walls tightened. Thomas's fingers had been inside me, and I was not so sure his cock would fit.

Thomas positioned himself above me, and his tongue darted out, licking over my exposed breasts. "Relax," He whispered in my ear, "It will only hurt for a minute,"

The head of his cock rubbed against my entrance and over my swollen clit. He hesitates, but I give him a reassuring nod. Then, Thomas pushes his hard member inside my pussy. A hiss of pain escapes my lips, and I dig my nails into his back.

Thomas stops letting me adjust.

My lips kissed his neck gently. As he opened me further, I felt like I was being torn from the inside out. His cock was slowly moving in and out of my pussy. He pushes further and further inside me. It doesn't take long before the pain is replaced with pure pleasure. I bucked my hips to meet every thrust. My moans became louder as Thomas quickened his pace. "Fuck. Your so perfect, so tight,” That nearly sent me over the edge.

"I love you." The words fell from my lips. But they were true. I love Thomas.

"You can't love me." H says. I frowned, "But I do.” Thomas didn't say the words back. Instead, he placed his lips on my own. Thomas's thumb rubbed my clit as he rammed cock mercilessly inside me.

"Fuck," He growled. "Don't stop,” I whimpered, digging my nails into his shoulders. "Come for me, little mate,”

That was enough to send me over the edge, my body stiffening and my back arched, my toes curled as this indescribable pleasure coursed through my body. But Thomas continued to thrust his cock into me.

Thomas stiffened inside of me just as I came down from my orgasm. His lips parted, and a satisfying growl left his lips as his warm seed began to fill me.

Thomas collapsed on the bed, breathing ragged. My head fell on his chest breathlessly. His arm wrapped around my body, pulling me closer to him.

"I still love you," I breathed out. Thomas's body stiffened but still said nothing.