The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 880

And I…like that. I like that very much.

I slide my hips back further, watching his face even as I shudder to feel him press another inch or two inside – a tight fit, especially at this angle. Jacks groans again, his eyes opening to meet mine as I sit up a little, taking control and slowly, inch by inch, lowering myself down onto the thick, hard length of Jackson’s cock.

I moan as I take him deeper, the noise loud and a little obscene, my head falling back and my eyes fluttering shut as I take about eight inches. Because – god – the sensation – even as Jackson stretches my inner walls, my pussy pulses against him, wanting more. My hips move forward, aching for more even as I feel so completely full that I’m not sure I can take another inch –

Even though that I know that there is…well, that there’s way more than an inch still to go…

“More,” Jackson growls, wrapping a firm hand around my hip, the other reaching up to capture my breast.

I gasp a little, working hard to concentrate on anything but the feeling of Jackson’s dick filling up every inch of me as I look down at him, trying to understand what he means.

“More, Luna,” he snarls, pulling gently on that hip, urging me down. “You’re going to take the whole thing.”

I moan, squeaky and soft, letting my head tilt back again as I do my best to obey my Alpha – sinking another inch lower, my hips starting to pulse back and forth against him, wanting the friction, wanting to feel him again and again hit that spot deep inside of me –

“All of it,” Jackson growls, an order.

Again, I obey, my knees spreading wide to the side as I sink lower onto my mate’s cock, which I can feel pulsing with need inside of me. Little gasping breaths fall from my mouth as my body tenses, as release coils low in my stomach, tighter and tighter, urging me on. I slip lower, taking every inch of my mate deep inside me, hoping it feels as good to him as it does to me –

But also thinking that’s kind of impossible –

Because this feels…this feels –

Jackson is too powerful. Yes, the world is very lucky that I’ve taken him off the dating market – he would have too much control over womankind -

“Oh no, little mate,” Jackson murmurs, his hand flattening against my back.

I go a bit still and then lift my head to peer into his face. “What?”

Slowly he shakes his head, smirking at me, and slides that hand down my tingling back to grasp my very sensitive ass, giving it a light smack that makes me gasp, and then shift in surprise, and then gasp again when I realize – of course – that Jackson is still inside of me.

And that he’s still rock hard.

“Again, mate,” he orders, shifting his hips to press again into me, just a little bit. “I’m not nearly finished with you. Not until you do that at least once more.”