Alpha Alone

Chapter Seven

I gasp, as Darius' lips smashed into mine.

I kiss him back, hard. He moans against my lips, and holy fuck it is the sexiest sound I've ever heard.

His tongue gently runs along my lips, pushing between them and flicking around my tongue.

I moan with pleasure.

Leaning against him, I rest my good arm on his shoulder, and hold onto his neck.

He grabs my waist and pulls me on top of him, without breaking our kiss. Squeezing me, I moan once more.

"Oh, fuck." I gasp, feeling his cock hardening under his pants, and between my legs.

He growls, with a smile spreading across his face and pulls me in closer.

I slowly begin to rock back and forth, along his groin, grinding against his pants.

I lean my head back, trying to calm myself and breathe.

I am so fucking horny, I haven't felt this sexed up in a long time.

Darius leans forward and begins sucking and nibbling on my neck, placing one hand behind my head, supporting it.

Using his other hand, he pushes and pulls my hips back and forth faster.

He suddenly releases my head and hips, stops kissing my neck, and looks right into my eyes.

There it is again, that sexy predatory stare. He bites his lower lip ever so slightly.

Darius begins to untie my robe, and slowly pulls it off my shoulders, one at a time, eventually exposing my breasts.

He growls, taking everything in. His hands tracing from my shoulders, down my chest, and stops to cup my breasts.

I groan with excitement, and start breathing heavier at the hot touch of his hands.

He makes eye contact, gives me a devilish grin, and starts flicking his tongue around one nipple, while pinching the other with his thumb and pointer finger.

I feel myself getting wet.

His hand begins to make its way down my stomach, past my navel before stopping just below my pubic line.

"Please." I whimper.

He stops playing with my nipple, looking up at me, and smiles.

"Is this what you want?" He asks, as he pushes his finger inside my pussy.

I groan, and immediately cum on him.

"Good girl." He growls, getting more excited.

I feel the tension build up and my heart beating faster.

Fuck, this feels so good. I look at him, grab his face and crush my lips onto his, moaning into his mouth.

He flicks his finger faster and harder, and I feel the tension grow quicker.

"Oh fuck," I pant, "I'm going to cum again."

Darius places his thumb on my clit, and starts massaging it while continuing to flick his finger around inside me. He soon adds another finger into my pussy.

My legs start shaking, and I release myself harder than before.

He groans, pulls his fingers away, lifts me off his lap and stands up.

I take in how good he looks, with his cock bulging through his jeans.

He picks me up, and carries me to his bedroom, and kicks the door closed behind him.

He sits me on the bed, never taking his eyes off me.

"You deserve to be fucked in a real bed." He says, as he pulls his pants down, to reveal black satin boxers.

I groan with frustration.

"Please come here." I ask.

"With pleasure." He replies.

He lays me down, as he climbs on top of me, spreading my legs apart, leaving myself exposed to him.

He starts grinding against me, and continues to kiss me.

I reach down and grab his cock, and begin to rub it.

Holy fuck! It's massive. I did not expect that.

Darius moans aggressively, breaks the kiss, stands up and rips his boxers off, revealing a very large and thick cock.

He smirks at my gobsmacked reaction, and gets on top of me.

Wrapping my legs around his waist, I angle myself upward, so he can enter me.

He pushes the head in and out, slowly.

I groan.

"Please, fuck me." I beg.

"As you wish." He replies.

Forcing his cock inside my wet pussy, I was not ready for the tearing.

I scream out in pain, and shuffle backwards, away from him.

"Oh fuck!" Darius swears, "Are you ok? I'm really sorry!"

I roll onto my side, and ball into a fetal position, hoping I dont cry in front of him.

He jumps off the bed, and runs around to the side I had pushed myself to.

"What do I do?" He asks, frantically.

"I think I need to go to the hospital." I grunt.

"Okay, I'll call the boys to watch the pups." He answers.

Darius grabbed a shirt from the drawers next to the bed, and put it on. Then left the room, and returned with a dress for me.

Helping me put it on, I stand up and lift my arms. Then we head to the main room and wait for the boys to arrive.

Within 20 minutes, Alex and Marcus arrive, and Darius and I make way for the hospital.

By that time, most of the alcohol had warn off, and left our systems.

"Jesus, fuck." I sigh.

"I am so sorry. I shouldn't have done that." Darius apologises.

"It's fine," I pause and half laugh, "I didn't expect it to be that harsh."

He smiles sadly.

"It probably wouldn't have been a good thing, anyway." He states, "us having sex."

"I guess." I nod in agreement.

We arrive at the hospital, and get seen to straight away. Thank God.

The doctor put me on a bed, and told me to put my legs on the stirrups.

He begins investigating and pushing, and it hurts like hell.

"Ow!" I shout, "What are you doing? Looking for Narnia?"

"I'm sorry Ma'am." He replies.

After a few more moments of excruciating pain, from him poking around, he finally says.

"You'll need stitches, you've torn pretty bad, but not the worst case."

After giving me local anesthetic, he starts the procedure.

20 minutes later, he's finished.

"You're right to go home, but no sex for a week at least. The stitches will dissolve over that period, and you should be right to go." He orders.

"Thank you, doctor." Darius replies, glancing towards me, looking sheepish.