Becoming Female Alpha (Under Editing)

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2.

(Claire’s POV)

I watched as Nick waded out into the water, his eyes focused intently on my own. It was as if nothing else mattered to him. Just me. Of course I wouldn’t say that, that was entirely true. But the way he was looking at me, only made it that much more believable. But his blue eyes were sparkling with something other than his usual happiness, it was desire. For me.

We were in London, England for our honeymoon. We had been here for at least a week now and the scares that I had had from being kidnapped at my wedding a week ago, were almost healed. But the memories were still there. They would always be at the center of my mind, reminding me everyday of that dreadful day. But I had to forget about that for the moment. I had to conquer some other fears of mine that had to do with a very impatient husband of mine.

“Claire!” Nick whined, walking over to me and plopping down beside me on the edge of the pool, letting his feet dangle beside mine.

“What?” I questioned him, looking at him, splashing my feet in the water.

He sighed and wrapped his arm around me, pulling me against his chest , which was dripping with water. “You love me, right?

I frowned at him, and reached up to pull his chin down, so that he was looking at me. “Of course I do. Your my husband.”

“Then why won’t you let me make love to you?”

I sighed for the millionth time this week. He had asked me this question over and over and I had yet to answer him. The truth was I didn’t know why I wouldn't let him make love to me. I didn’t understand why I felt like I couldn’t. Maybe it was due to the fact that I was still recovering from when I had been kidnapped. Truth be told, I had been kidnapped twice and both times Nick had saved me. So why was I so scared to have sex with my own husband? Was that what it was? Was I scared?

“I’m scared.” I whispered to him, burying my head in his chest, as he touched my cheek softly with his fingertips.

“Of what? There’s nothing to be scared of, Claire. I’m not going to hurt you intentionally. You know I would never do that. Other than the pain of your first time, it won’t hurt.” Nick explained softly.

I sighed and looked up at him, all of my fears washing away, when I saw how close his face was to mine. I leaned up and kissed him, tangling my hands in his hair. “Okay.” I relented and I felt him wraps his arms around me and pick me up.

Nick carried me outside the door of the pool and then he carried me all of the way back to our hotel room. He shut the door with his foot, keeping his arms securely wrapped around me and keeping his lips securely on my own. He laid me on the bed gently, before pulling away and looking me in the eyes, “are you sure?” he asked.

“Yes,” I whispered back my hands starting to shake not from fear but from excitement.

Nick nodded and pressed his lips back to mine and slowly he moved into the motions of what making love really was. It seemed natural that this was something that came easy to both of us. It was almost as if we knew exactly what we were doing and the fear that I had felt this past week. All the worrying that I had done, seemed worthless, now. Now that I was in the arms of my mate and my husband. He was washing all of my fear and worry away, with every kiss that he placed on my skin.