Awakening the Alpha's Daughter

Chapter 51

Davonyé

I go searching for Ariella, feeling vexed as fuck. Don't get me wrong, of course I'm grateful; she's caught me up on all my schoolwork, which takes the pressure off me, but the problem is, she didn't tell me.

And she shoulda.

Imagine how muthafuckin’ surprised I was to find an email sent this morning from student support, tellin me that all my catch-up work I’d submitted had been accepted.

Say what?

Don’t get it twisted, I was gonna do the work. I ain’t no dumb nigga. Doin’ the work wasn’t the problem; it was finding the time to do that shit.

Especially now I got Ariella’s sexy ass distracting me.

I follow the pull to her through the main building, and then find her in the theatre behind the red curtain up on stage. Her eyes meet mine, but I don't give away my mood. Inside, even though I feel angry, I feel it dissipatin’ already, just from seeing her.

She hides back behind the curtain and with every step I take, I feel like the less I wanna kill her and the more I wanna bury my dick inside her to teach her ass some common courtesy.

I take the steps; I can smell her already. My dick’s hard before I even reach the top, too. Shit, I can't even stay mad at her. I knew I was screwed the moment I kissed her at that damn party, and I didn’t even know her.

And now we're together, and I'm more than fucked.

I step behind the curtain and find her standing with her back against the wall, looking guilty as hell. Her eyes are wide, and so dark, I can't even see the hint of blue in them. She ain't even wearing a jacket, so those tight jeans and the fitted sweater she got on is showing all her curves to a T.

She's something else.

She bites her lip as she looks down my body, so I watch her while I wait for her eyes to return to mine.

Looks like she's feelin’ the same as I am.

Her skin is flawless and she's barely wearing any makeup. Her change has morphed her into even more of a beauty, and as I take her in, the rest of my anger slips away and an urgency to touch her burns inside me instead.

She inhales as she finally looks me in the eyes.

Shit, that look on her face is my ruin, but I still ask the question. “You got somethin’ you wanna tell me, shawty?”

She starts to blush. “I forgot to tell you on the way to school. I only did it just before you woke up. I knew you'd gotten behind and was worried because of the time you're gonna have to take off school. I thought if you were at least up to date then they'd be more willing to let you have some time off, y’know...”

She's rambling, but I know it's cuz she's nervous.

I just stare at her, watchin her blushin’ and lookin’ cute as hell for it. She intertwines her fingers, but even though I can see her breathing has changed and she's giving me that look, she ain't tryin’ to seduce me into forgiving her either.

And I respect her for it.

“…We need to talk about it. I mean, I could sort out the whole ‘time off school thing’ for you? I could tutor you, get you ahead in all your classes. Dad would help, too. We could tutor you, and I'm sure he would speak to faculty. Mom and dad are massive donators here. I know you don't want handouts but one day you'll be rich so if it means that much to you then you can pay me back. Not that it will matter by then cuz you won't care about the money in time.” She suddenly stops talking and sighs. “I'm sorry, but I was gonna tell you. I promise.”

If I'm honest, I don't give a fuck about it anymore. I only care about one thing now. “I know you was only tryna help.” Hell, it ain’t like that shit benefits her.

She looks surprised when I say that, but then she looks cautious. “I was…”

I slowly walk towards her, dropping my bag on the floor. “And I know you was just thinkin’ of me...”

She quickly eyes my bag and then nods.

“But you shoulda told me.”

“I know. I was going to.”

I stop in front of her and she shivers. Damn, she smells good. I swear there's somethin’ about her scent that does some crazy shit to me.

“Are you still mad?” Her voice is so quiet that I only just make it out.

“Not anymore.”

She blinks. “Not anymore?”

I shake my head and slide a hand beneath her sweater to touch the deep curve of her waist. All air leaves my lungs as I feel the smouldering fire between us explode into flames.

She reaches her hands up to unzip my coat. It’s off my shoulders and on the floor beside us in a blink of an eye.

“Calm down,” she says to herself, and then she reaches for my jeans. She doesn't pop the button off this time, and she gets them down my thighs with my boxers in record time for her, too.

I step out of them and then she slips her hands up my sweater and tee, making my muscles tense in reaction to her touch. She's gentle, but every so often, I feel the strength beneath her palms until she softens them again.

“Fuck,” she breathes. “You do things to me.”

Her hands slip down my abs, but then she curls a hand around my hard-as-stone dick. I groan at feeling her hand on me, there, and I know she feels the way I jerk in her hand cuz I felt that shit, too.

She suddenly snatches her hand away and looks up at me. “I can't touch you.” She shakes her head. “I want you too bad.”

She wants me bad? Fuck, I'm about to give her all this length and some.

I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and lower my lips to hers. We both gasp as our mouths collide but then our bodies meet, too, and I swear, the moment is somethin’ electric.

I reach for her waist but meet skin, not material. I pull away from her a little and realise she's completely naked.

“What the fuck?”

Her eyes light up and the blue shimmers. “Magic.”

My eyes wander; her body is so fuckin’ curvy, and since she changed, very inch of her is more defined, firmer, tighter... And I mean every part.

I need to get inside her, but if she's feelin’ anything like I am, then I know that this is gonna be our first test, and I need to control this shit.

I close the gap between us. “Hands above yo’ head, Ari.”

She raises them, pinning them to the wall above her. I kiss her again and push my hands behind her so I can grab up her fluffy ass. She moans softly against my mouth as I press my dick against her navel while running my palms over her thighs, then hips, then waist, until I reach her breasts, and then I twist both her taut nipples at the same time.

She moans again, and I feel her arms lower, but she quickly raises them again.

I bite her lip and another moan slips out of her. “I need...” She doesn't finish, but I know exactly what she needs.

I need it, too.

“I got us, Bae.” I lift her by her thighs and then holding her against the wall with one hand, push my dick inside her with a primal sound of my own.

Fuck, she's tight, but there's one thing I ain't ever gotta worry about with Ari, and that's her ever not being ready to take this dick. She's always wet for me.

And to think, I'm the only one to have ever pushed through them walls.

I pull her hips against mine and sink deeper into her fire. She arches her back against the wall, gasping up at the ceiling with her eyes closed. For the strength she has inside her, she still feels light in my hands.

I edge out to the tip before filling her to the hilt again. The sight of her with my dick deep in her pussy is enough to make me wanna buss, but I hold that shit off, for now.

She rolls her hips as I grind into her, circling her waist and pushing back on each of my thrusts to take me deeper. I harden with every stroke inside her, knowin I'm touchin’ them depths cuz her face screws up every time I do. She said I couldn't hurt her, but I know I do, and I know she loves that shit even though it does. Hell, she’s always askin’ me to bite her or some shit. She loves pain during sex and I'm ready to inflict it on her any way she wants.

I grip her hips harder and she screams out my name. I close my eyes for a second cuz every time she says my name like that it fucks me up inside.

I quicken my thrusts and start poundin’ into her, feeling her clenching on my dick; hard then soft, hard then soft... I know she wants to let go and lose control, but she always remembers...

She suddenly lowers her hands, and I watch them as one stops at her right breast to pull on her nipple while the other keeps going to her pussy. She slides her fingers around my dick to coat them in her juice before finding her clit to rub on it.

“Fuck... That is so damn sexy, Ari.”

Her body trembles and I know she's close. Shit, I am, too. The vision before me is too damned much, and as she gasps harshly, she starts to cum.

She moans, but her eyes suddenly widen. “Cumming... Someone's...”

“Fuck them.” I cover her mouth with my hand and then press her against the wall with my body, trapping her hands between us. She's still cumming and as we hear the door in the theatre open, I erupt inside her.

I bury my face in the curve of her neck as I cum hard as fuck. My thighs clench like crazy cuz I buss so hard.

“Hello?” we hear a woman say, but I ignore it.

I hold Ari’s body tighter instead, until we've both seen this through.

“You're not supposed to be in here.” The voice sounds closer.

Ariella gently pushes my chest. “Let me down,” she mouths, so I slowly lower her feet to the ground.

I step back into my boxers and jeans, and then I pick up my coat and bag. When I look back up, Ari’s dressed and has her bag on her shoulder like nothing ever happened.

Whoever's behind that curtain is now coming up the steps, and I start thinkin’ about how the fuck we’re gonna get out of this situation.

Ari closes her eyes and then a second later, we’re inside a stall in the men's room.

I smell that old scent on her for a second while I look around, but I quickly turn back to face her, shaking my head in disbelief. She smiles up at me like she's the most innocent woman on earth, but as much as I thought she was—before I knew her—I'm quickly becoming aware that she is far from.

“How—”

She presses a finger to my lips and then tilts her head to the stall beside us. I snatch her hand away and kiss her instead. Her body immediately relaxes in my arms.

I love how she always submits to me.

I pull away from her when we're left alone, and then I fix my jeans. “You just surprise me all the time.”

She smirks. “I surprise myself.”

I wanna kiss her, but if I touch her again, I'll want her again. My dick’s already twitchin’. This is the second time we've fucked with each other in school. I'm guessin’ this crazy connection between us will die down once I change.

I fix the stray curls in her hair and then run my fingers down her cheek. “Only two more classes to go.” I’ve only got one more.

She nods in understanding. “I'll meet you at yours.”

“Aight.” I kiss her forehead, somewhere safe—ish. “You go first. I'm gonna wash up.”

“Okay.” She slips past me and I slap her ass. She looks over her shoulder. “You just wait.”

I frown. “For what?”

“For when you wake up.”

She’s talking about when I wake up from changing?

She turns back to the door and quickly slips out. A second later, I hear the door open and I know she's gone.

I sigh. I'm already desperate to see her again.