Page 20 of Her Bully Alpha (Honeycomb Valley Alphas #1)

My lips hurt as Jay drove us back to the house. His right hand was on my thigh, a reminder of what was yet to come. I felt giddy, like electricity was flowing through my veins. I wanted him so badly, I didn't think I was going to make it to the house.

Having his hands on me near the water and having him kiss me like that was….amazing. I felt like I was the only person that mattered to him. The way his eyes raked over me had fumed the heat in me.

I ran a finger over my lips, aching for more.

Jay squeezed my leg, his thumb brushing up my thigh, sending a shiver down my spine. I inhaled slowly, glancing at him. His eyes were trained on the road, but he knew exactly what he was doing.

Jay pulled into the house, and we both got out of the vehicle. Jay was quick to pull me into his arms and kiss me, pressing me against the car. His lips were softer this time before he hoisted me up and threw me over his shoulder. I squealed as he turned us, heading inside.

"I can walk," I laugh as he kicks the door shut. He started up the stairs, and I stared at his ass. I had to give it to him; he was pretty built. Even his ass looked fine.

At the top of the stairs, he took a right and headed towards his room. I felt my body stiffen up slightly since I'd never even gone down this hall. I had no idea what his side of the upstairs even looked like.

As he took us down the hallway, I took in hung photos of his family and how dark the space felt. He walked into a room, and I was stunned as I looked at the bedroom.

I wasn't often blown away by glamour and high-class furniture, but his bedroom was stunning. Jay had a dark mahogany four-post bed with deep navy sheets and curtains on it. The wood floor was covered with a light gray rug and a matching dresser near the other wall. The windows were huge, and the afternoon light left the space in a low hue.

I could see a huge walk-in bathroom to the right and a huge walk-in closet to the left. What really shocked me was the photos that Jay had hung.

"You know, I think that's the first time I've seen you shocked when you've entered a room," Jay said as he set me down on his bed.

"I'm just surprised at the darkness."

Jay grabbed my chin, a smirk pulled at his lips. "Is that so?"

My eyes stayed on him, remembering what was coming. I felt suddenly hot all over and swallowed as he stepped closer, his hands pulled my thighs apart as he stepped into my space. "You smell so fucking good."

I blushed as his other hand skated over my thigh, grabbing at the edge of my pants.

"Let's get you out of these clothes. They are cold and soaking wet still."

I felt a shiver roll over my body as he unbuttoned my pants and shimmied my pants clean off. He grabbed at the bottom of my shirt and leaned back slightly.

"Hands above your head."

I pulled them up, letting him hoist my shirt up, but as he got them to my wrist, he twisted the shirt, tightly holding my wrists together. He pinned me back and smiled at me like I was a treat he would enjoy.

I felt my chest rise and fall, feeling his body pressed against mine. And his cock….it felt hard against my thigh.

He kissed me, and I moaned softly, feeling his hand spread me and his thumb slid against my clit. I was stuck, pinned against the bed, unable to move. Not that I wanted to. When it came to Jay, I would do anything the man said.

I curled my toes as his thumb ran over my clit, and my head tumbled back into the sheets. I tried to pull in air to cool myself, but it didn't help. I felt like I was on fire.

"I can smell your need," he growled, and it was utterly controlling.

I hooked my legs around his hips, yanking him to me. Jay raised an eyebrow at this, a smirk pulled at his lip. He leaned closer, pressing more weight onto my hands held above my head. He chuckled softly as he brought his lips back down to mine.

He thrust two fingers into me, and my back arched off the bed. I moaned loudly against his mouth, feeling like the world was vibrating. I wanted more, needed more.

I knew it was my magic burning just underneath my skin. But I ignored it. I didn't care about it; I only cared about Jay and what he was doing to me.

He released my hands, pulled his hand down, and unhooked my bra in the front. It fumbled open, and his mouth traveled down, sucking on one nipple and then the next. His fingers slowly slid in and out of me at the same time, and I whimpered his name.

"Jaaay.." My body shook with each flick of his tongue on my nipples.

He leaned back slightly, and a deep chuckle rumbled from him. "God, I love how you say my name, Sam."

I panted as he grabbed my lacy white underwear and yanked them clean off. I watched as he looked at me with hunger like he had in the water. He grabbed his jeans, taking them off with his boxers in one quick motion.

I stared at his cock, feeling myself ache for him. My mouth water, knowing what was in store and the orgasm that was coming. Jay stretched and filled me how I had dreamed it to be, but he was better.

I didn't have a lot of sexual partners, but the ones I had never made me feel the way that Jay did. They didn't know what worked me up, nor did they try to learn.

It was sad to admit I'd only ever orgasmed a few times with them, and all were with my own hand while he was busy thrusting. Most were interested in getting themselves off rather than having us do it together.

Jay hooked my knees and pressed a couple of kisses down my left thigh. I stared at him, watching him as he did. For someone so large, I was always shocked when he was gentle with me. I always thought he would have been the opposite.

Jay raised an eyebrow at me as he moved his lips to my right knee. "What are you thinking about?"

"Just how gentle you are," I reply, a little embarrassed to admit it.

He chuckled. "Oh? Does that surprise you?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I pictured you as the type to…. Well…the type that fucked a woman until she couldn't walk. I never imagined you'd be this sweet."

An animalistic smile pulled at his lips as he placed a kiss against my right inner thigh, and then he bit down hard. I yelped as he ran his tongue over it, leaning back slightly. A mark was left as he chuckled. "Oh, trust me, sweetie. I am that type, but I also want to fuck you slow and take in every second of it."

I felt Jay's cock slid over my entrance, his eyes locked on mine. "I want to hear every moan that leaves your mouth. I want to feel every time you tense up, and I want to see just how soaking wet I can get you for me."

I felt him slide an inch into me, and my toes curled at the sensation.

"I want to know what drives you crazy and what you dislike. I want to learn everything."

He slid a little further in.

He leaned closer, his nose brushed against my cheek. “I want to be the best that you will ever have, and when you get horny, you search me out because you know what I can do to you. And that is when I will fuck you so deeply, Sam. You won't walk."

I blushed at his words, feeling him slide a little further in. But he started sliding out as well, and I quickly hooked my legs around him.

He smirked at this. "See, you're already doing it. You can't even be patient during this."

I couldn't lie because he had full control over me. My body wanted him, and my mind could hardly keep up. I knew this relationship was like walking on stilettos down stairs and that I was going to tumble at any moment, but I couldn't help myself.

Jay kissed me softly, and this time, he slid in, fully seating himself inside me. I softly moaned, feeling him stretch me and fill me in a way I didn't know was possible. He was all my mind seemed to think about.

Jay grabbed my hands, hooking them above my head, and he moved slowly. I was panting, as his nose carrassed over mine. "You feel so good," he whispered, his lips pressed against my forehead.

I felt a finger slide over my clit, and I moaned a little louder this time. My thighs shook, and Jay kissed my neck, his teeth raking over my skin.

My skin felt like it was in flames, and my stomach fluttered as I felt that build-up rising deep inside me.

Jay moved quicker, his thrust went deeper and the bed creaked under our weight. Neither of us cared as Jay moved quickly. His breaths were just as ragged as mine as he stared at me.

And I came apart. I threw my head back as an orgasm took hold of me. I felt Jay spurt deep inside me, his hands tightening around my wrist.

I felt everything vibrate, and I smelled cinnamon. My fingers felt hot as they held onto Jay's.

Jay leaned back, staring at me with wide eyes now. He looked shocked.

I pulled my hand to my face and stared at them, seeing them sparkle. My mouth dropped slightly as I looked at Jay, but his eyes were on his hands.

"What?" I asked.

He showed his palms. "Sam, I had scars here. I…I.." he stuttered for a moment. "I sliced my palms open when I was little once when I was learning how to use a knife. I've always had scars."

But his palms were clear. There were no scars on them now.

I looked at my own palms and realized I had healed him. That sensation I was feeling was my magic.

"Sam, you're a healer." Jay looked at me with wide eyes, and a smile pulled at his lips. "You're a healer, sweetie. Your gift is healing."

I felt tears build up, and I smiled. "I can use this. I can use this to help the pack."

I wasn't just a human anymore. I had something useful.

Jay quickly reached out, cupping my face. "Darling, I am proud that you have magic, but not because you can use it to heal. I'm glad you have something that makes you smile like this. Something that makes you feel special." He wiped some hair from my face. "You don't need to be anyone but who you are."

I leaned into his hands. "Don't you want me to be useful to the pack? Doesn't that mean I'm more fit to be with you?"

He shook his head. "No. I just want you to be happy with who you are, Sam. I want you to feel special and like you deserve happiness, just like everyone else."

I wrapped my arms around him, curling into his hold. I felt tears build up, knowing that with or without magic, he meant it, and that meant the world to me.

"You make me feel special," I whispered to him.

"That's because you are special, Sam. And you don't need magic to be. Being a human makes you softer and more understanding than others. It's what makes you who you are." He held me closer, and I never wanted the moment to end.