The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 673

Jackson snarls his possession and his want as he repositions himself, pressing the tip of his cock again at my entrance, his chest heaving with desire and restraint.

“Please,” I beg, shaking my head, sliding my hand down to his lower back and pressing urgently there. “Please, Jackson, I want it –“

He groans hard as any remains of his restraint breaks, as he allows his hips to shift forward, pressing into me truly for the first time. My head snaps back on my neck and the moan that breaks from me is loud, feral, as I feel him beginning to fill me. He moves slowly, holding back for my sake, not wanting to hurt –

But I groan, and shake my head, and lift my hips hard against him as I tighten the leg over his hip, forcing him forward – wanting more – wanting all of him –

Jackson gasps and then emits a hard, guttural groan as he slides all the way into me at last, filling me to the hilt, losing himself completely to the sensation. I cry out, panting, gasping and shaking at the way he fills me, how incredibly good it feels when I stretch to accommodate every thick inch of him, the insane pleasure that starts to build in my core and spread throughout my whole being.

Our bodies take over, my hips rising to meet Jackson at every stroke as he holds himself above me, drawing his hips back and starting to pulse and then – at my urging – to pound himself into me again and again. I’m gaspingly lost to it as Jackson takes a tight hold of my ass, pulling me close and angling me so that he thrusts even deeper, an act that has my head hanging back and my mouth muttering gibberish about more, and harder, and faster.

My mate obeys, snarling and giving me all of himself, so hard and steady and rough and tender that I forget who I am – forget that the rest of the world exists. Jackson’s hips slap hard into my ass as his cock presses again and again into a point within me that I didn’t even know was there, that has the growing, curling sensation within me quickly reaching it’s tipping point – ready to spill over.

“Go,” Jackson growls, and I lift my head just slightly, opening my eyes to meet his above me. “Break for me, Ariel.”

I moan as I obey my Alpha, as he slams himself into me and makes me shatter into a million pieces. Again and again the pleasure crashes through me, sweeping me away with it as I am suffused with light, as my toes curl, as my whole body goes tense and I gasp for breath, my head ripped hard to the side, baring my throat.