Adored by the Alpha

Chapter 45

I have news ya'll! My story almost qualifies for the Wattys!! It does need to be complete, which it is no way near being, but if I'm not too stumped with homework next year, perhaps I can join Wattys 2022

Also, pretty long chapter to make up for lost time. I have been enjoying my 'time off' though.

Like I said on my messageboard... my... depression, which I think I might have, is hitting pretty hard right now. I can't find the motivation to do much. Can't even get myself to fold my clothes and put them in the drawers.

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"Love..." I felt a kiss on my cheek.

I smiled, opening my eyes. "Morning, Allen."

He sighed, stroking my hair away from my forehead. "It's 11. My grandparents are gonna be here at 1, the rest of my family, and Joseph and Kya around 2, and your family at 3:30,"

Adrenaline shot through my stomach. I was meeting Allen's grandparents for the first time today- his father's parents. They were apparently very excited to meet me, and had asked him several times. And five days ago, Allen had carefully asked me how I'd feel about them coming to my birthday party.

I sat up in the bed, a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. I wrapped my arms around Allen's shoulders, our lips meeting the next second. And so, I was right back to laying in the bed.

His mouth moved down along my jaw, and then down to my throat. My back arched up as his hand slipped under the t-shirt of his that I was wearing, cubbing around my breast, circling my nipple. Oh my fucking god this feels way too good...

And I sort of want Allen to feel good too. And suddenly my mind was in a whole other place. Yesterday I was more than ready for Allen to rail me in the back of a car... perhaps I should... take smaller steps.

I gasped when Allen pinched my nipple. Maybe I should... give it a try.

Slowly, my hands moved off the mattress, one entangling in his hair, and the other on his bare chest, my heartbeat picking up. Alright, I know the general rules of this... I think.

With Allen's lips on my collarbone, I moved my hand down along his chest, then getting shy around his stomach, and sliding it up again. Paige, relax.

The nerves in my stomach slowly became weaker and weaker. I want to. But... what if I fuck it up? What if I'm shitty at it? What if I break his dick?

Calm down.

I moved my hand down his chest again, once again pausing around his belly button, but then kept moving down, only now stopping when the tips of my fingers met the fabric of his boxers. Allen groaned against my neck.

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With a last deep breath to gather my courage, I pushed my fingers past the waistband, and Allen froze above me. And I froze beneath him. "Paige... what... why?"

I bit my lip. "I... just wanted to... I'm sorry, don't you want to-?"

"Yeah, yeah, I mean... yes, I do want to, but... you want to?"

I took a deep breath. "Yeah, yeah, I want to, I'm just not one hundred percent sure... how to..." I bit my lip.

"Should I show you?"

With another deep breath, I nodded slowly. Allen kissed my forehead, and then took his hands out from my shirt, resting his left arm on my side. Then he reached over for his bedroom drawer, making my brows furrow. He quickly opened the drawer, pulling out what looked like a shampoo bottle. But a small one.