Chapter 2

  

Emma pov.

I stood in silence as his eyes moved over my body. This felt even more exposing than being naked. No man had ever seen my naked body; I felt my cheeks go red with embarrassment.

The alpha raised a hand and skimmed the top of my breasts, just below my collarbone. I waited with halted breath for what he would do next, but he took his sweet time. His face remained impassive as he rubbed me, then suddenly his hand moved down and one of my breasts was in his grip.

I almost cried out at the sudden pain. His grip was far from gentle. He seemed to derive pleasure from causing me pain, as I watched his eyes go dark with arousal. Soon my body became used to the rhythm of his squeezing and my cries of pain slowly turned to moans of pleasure. I wanted to wrap my arms around his neck and steady myself on his strong weight.

I continued to moan and move back and forth on my feet as he continued to squeeze that one breast. Then his grip loosened and his hand moved to my nipples. He grabbed both in his fingers and began to massage pure pleasure into them. A soft gasp left my lips and I felt his eyes on me as I whimpered at the impact.

Then he slowly turned me around so that my back was to his chest. and resumed the rubbing of my nipples. I groaned and pressed my back to his chest, relaxing in the rock-solidness of his embrace. I could feel his dick, hard and ready, on my lower back.

Then he leaned closer to my ear and whispered. "Get on the bed." I didn't need telling twice; I released myself from his hands and moved to the king-sized bed. I drew the curtains apart and settled among the pillows, waiting for him.

I could hear him take off his clothes through the bed curtains. There was a grunt, and then a zip as he took them off. I waited patiently, wondering what would happen next. 

His movements were quick and full of purpose. He pulled open the bed curtains and climbed on it, towering over me. He reached down and cupped my chin with his hand, jerking it up forcefully to meet his ready mouth. His lips found mine and he gave me a deep, crushing kiss. Somehow the kiss didn't make the whole thing feel more human. I felt like a hard rock of a man was making love to me. I didn't know which was more erotic and torturous: the previous rubbing of my breasts or the emotionless kiss. Despite his unemotional assault on my lips, I was aching for more.

"Turn around." He commanded. I frowned, wondering what he was going to do, but I obeyed anyway. I turned around with my chest to the pillows, watching and waiting for his next move. Then before I could react, he slipped a hand underneath my belly and raised my lower body up forcefully, so that my ass was up while the rest of my body was on the bed. 

He grabbed my hair and pressed my face to the pillows. I struggled for breath and manage to turn my face to the side. I couldn't see him, neither was I aware of his next move.

He began to slowly caress my ass, his fingers and palm rubbing every which way. A whimper of need escaped my lips as I ached for an even closer touch. Then, just when I thought I wouldn't be able to take the slow torture anymore, he spread my legs apart and dipped one hand into my pussy from behind.

"Oh!" I exclaimed as his fingers found my core. I was wet and ready for him. He let loose a restrained moan, and I knew that I had somehow affected this emotionless hunk of a man. 

He began to stroke me, his middle finger toying with my clit. I bit on my lip so hard that I tasted blood, trying to hold back the moans that threatened to slip out. My eyes closed in pleasure. This was a feeling unlike any I've ever experienced.

He freed my clit, then pried my folds open and dipped one finger inside. One finger became two, and soon I began to hear his moans from above me. Then I started to grind my ass against his dick and he let out a surprised "Fuck!"

He stopped for a moment and I pause my grinding, wondering if I had annoyed him with my forwardness. I couldn't see his expression as my face was buried in the pillows.

Then he let go of my hair and I was able to take a full breath. But before I could relax, I felt his dick against my ass again. My eyes widened as I felt the tip of his dick begin to rub against my slick pussy from behind. Then he slipped the rest of the dick into me.

I gasped and squeezed my eyes shut. I felt his grip on my hair again. The alpha groaned as he entered into me, and then he began to thrust.

The thrusts were slow at first: small, torturous in-and-out movements that made me whimper for more. The thrusts began to increase in tempo, and soon I can't keep in the moans for long as he drills into me from the back. Soon my body began to shake as release came closer.

Oh, fuck.

The alpha lets go of my hair and pried my thighs even further apart, continuing wuth his thrusts. I began to see stars as he slowly guided my body towards an orgasm. My moans became louder, his breathing became faster, and soon I hearef him grunt as he came inside me. His orgasm was closely followed by mine as my body jerked upwards and I screamed into the pillows.

A feeling of pleasure washed over me as he slipped his dick out. I collapsed on the bed and felt him do the same beside me. I closed my eyes and smile to myself, then open my eyes and looked sideways at him, hoping for a smile, a twinkle in his eyes, anything that meant that he had enjoyed the sex too. But all I could see in his eyes were hostility and a cold hatred. He looked at me like I was nothing but vermin, and his next words shook me to the core.

"Get out." He growled.