Chapter 6 Call Me Alpha

• Eloisa’s POV
• A moan escaped my lips when his huge hands moved upward to my chest. I gasped when he suddenly grabbed one of my breasts, squishing it harder by the second. I threw my head back to the rare sensation seeping through my body, wanting more.
• “Do you like it?” His voice penetrated through my skin, giving me goosebumps. He kept my back pinned on his chest, his fingers fiddling with my nipple, and I moaned even more.
• Meanwhile, his other hand moved south, seeking the part I wished he wouldn’t touch.
• It was too late to protest when he slid his dominant hand between my legs, rubbing my clit, arousing an inexplicable excitement within me. I gasped for air while he grinned behind my ear, enjoying the sensual torture he put me through.
• “Do you want more?” The way he teased me was annoying, but it wasn’t that bad if he was asking for my opinion, not until he rubbed me hard without warning. “I’ll give you more,” he breathed and nibbled on my neck.
• My moans filled the room and knowing that there were people outside who could probably hear us made me so embarrassed. I grabbed his hands and tried to make them stop but he refused, making it harder for me to control myself when he increased the intensity and speed of his naught fingers.
• “Let’s stop it here,” Jack said, keeping his hands off me, leaving me hanging.
• I was about to give him a piece of my mind for starting a fire he would extinguish in a mere minutes when he turned to the door and spoke.
• “Don’t just stand there and listen. Get her out of here,” he ordered, irritation was audible in his voice.
• Two guards came in with their heads low. I didn’t realize it earlier since I had my eyes closed, but my vision had finally adjusted in the dark and I could somehow see what was inside the room. I followed the guards with my gaze and saw them carry the fainted Layla.
• “Where are you taking her? She’s my—” I stopped, and a sudden debate started in my head.
• Layla was my cellmate and I wasn’t sure if I could call her my friend, but I couldn’t let them dispose of her like how they did with the others. She was at least the one who kept me company in the lonely cell while telling me stories she heard from others.
• “Do you know her?” Jack asked, he sounded impatient so I answered him promptly.
• “Yes. She’s my friend,” I said, gripping my hands tightly on the smooth fabric of my robe. “What are you going to do with her?”
• The guards didn’t respond and kept their heads down.
• “She’s going to be sent to the borders to serve the frontliners fighting with the rebels,” Jack replied to my question, keeping his voice low and deep. “Do you want to keep her?”
• I didn’t hesitate to nod almost immediately. “Yes,” I said, anticipating a positive response.
• “Treat her wounds. She could be useful as a servant,” Jack told the guards and gestured them to go. “You should also leave, Dustin. Let everyone know not to come near my room tonight unless they want to die,” he added before moving his gaze back to me.
• I let out a sigh of relief knowing that Layla was saved. Jack didn’t seem like he wanted to continue what he was doing with me either, so I thought I’d be safe. However, my predictions were all wrong when Jack threw me over his shoulder, carrying me like a sack of rice as soon as the door closed.
• “Stop moving or I’ll punish you,” he said, but spanked my ass anyway.
• “Ow!” I groaned when my back hit the bed. My body bounced a couple of times before Jack pounced on me.
• “Got you,” he muttered and disrobed me, his amber eyes were glowing like golden orbs.
• I swallowed the lump in my throat when he started undressing himself, revealing his well-toned figure I barely made out in the dim light of the room. After discarding his robe, Jack leaned down and grabbed me by the wrist. His breathing was quick and shallow through his mouth, almost gasping for air.
• “Are you nervous?” I blurted out the question I shouldn’t have, but I knew very well the feeling he had at the moment as I felt the same.
• Jack smirked, pinning my hands over my head. “No. I’m excited,” he said, bending his head to press his lips against mine.
• He started slowly, tilting his head slightly to avoid bumping our noses. As seconds passed by, he gradually became wild and greedy, claiming my lips with utmost domination, taking my breath away.
• Jack deepened the kiss with his hands tightly holding down mine overhead, his knees creeping between my legs, up to my thighs, and spreading them to the side. He let go of my lips and kissed my chin, tracing my jawline with his warm and wet tongue.
• I moaned hard when he found my neck and started biting on it. I shut my eyes, enduring the ticklish and painful sensation running through my nerves every time he nibbled on my skin.
• “Wrap your hands around my neck,” he ordered, letting go of my wrists.
• I place my hands on his shoulders, gliding them slowly to his nape and clasping my fingers. I heard him smile as he shifted his lips on my chest, leaving tiny kisses on every inch of the way until he reached my boobs.
• My breath hitched when his teeth gritted against my nipple, stirring up my senses. I opened my eyes and the first thing that caught my attention was his fiery eyes, glowing with warmth and desire. They seemed familiar but my mind was a mess to even remember the details.
• Jack locked his gaze on me, tracing his fingers down on my stomach, and lingered on my crotch before going down a bit. He gently stroked my clit, making me wet even more.
• “Do you feel good?” He whispered to which I nodded. “Good,” he mumbled, burying his face in my cleavage, and blowing softly on my skin.
• “Hah!” I bit my lower lip and shivered when Jack slipped his finger inside me. My body felt hot as he thrust his finger in and pulled it out, repeating the same movement, soaking it with my wetness.
• “I’ll do something even better if you moan loudly,” he said, brushing the tip of his lips against my skin. He licked my lips and pushed his tongue into my mouth, exploring every corner inside.
• I groaned when Jack pulled out his finger, feeling the emptiness down there. However, Jack didn’t let me down when he inserted his fingers again, this time he added another one, increasing the thrill mixed with a tingling sensation in me.
• The hard and swirling motion of his fingers drove me to the edge. I grabbed a fistful of his hair as he shoved deeper, quickening every thrust.
• “Ah, Jack!” I cried his name, pulling his tightly.
• Jack gasped and picked up his pace. “Call me Alpha,” he demanded.
• “Oh! Alpha,” I moaned along with the sharp, wet smacks whenever he moved his fingers in and out.
• A sudden intense pressure built up inside me, catching me off guard. “Stop it,” I stuttered, looking at Jack’s eyes. “I… I need to pee,” I told him.
• “No, you’re not.” Jack grinned and made a circular motion with his fingers stuck inside.
• “It’s coming out,” I warned, pushing him away.
• Jack didn’t budge and continued what he was doing, playing my insides with his skillful fingers. He shoved them in harder and faster while locking his gaze on me. “Let it out,” he said, smirking.
• I didn’t understand why he wanted me to pee while doing this but I couldn’t hold it in any longer.
• “Come for me,” Jack mumbled, placing his forehead against mine. He rammed his fingers in even more, making me let out a soft sigh of satisfaction, relieving myself.