2 comments/ 7395 views/ 0 favorites Alpha Male Ch. 01 By: Geordiegal Something about this cove she had always loved was its privacy. There was a mystical quality about the whole area, so serene and so peaceful. The sky was deepening shades of blue and black with not a cloud in to spoil the view of the stars. The moon, full and brilliant in its silver radiance, climbed slowly higher. The sand was still warm from the sun, the chill that night brings not yet seeped into the cover. The breaking waves rhythmically crashed at the water's edge, caressing the sand as a lover would as it pulled back. She chuckled then, at the craziness of her idea, spreading her towel on the sand and kneeling on it to smooth it. "Moon bathing," Val chuckled, "ah well, to heck with it." Her honeyed laugh tickled the air, mingling with the waves and the distant call of gulls. Pulling off her denim trousers and linen shirt, she fashioned them into a pillow and placed them at the head of the towel. A quick adjust to her one-piece swim suit, she settled on the towel and looked up into the sky. Val was aware of the presence before she saw it. Raising her upper body and head off the towel, she looked around with knotted brows. Eyes opening wide and mouth dropping open, she was unable to do anything but stare as the figure moved towards her. "Oh my.." she breathed, her eyes taking in the man that approached her. He walked like he owned the place, a slow lazy stride which was more of a prowl than a walk. His arms swaying a little, fingertips brushing against his thighs and his eyes defiantly on her. Before she could blink or even draw another breath, he was kneeling beside her. His gaze sweeping over her body with a hungered glint, which further took her breath away and raised goose bumps on her skin. "Now that costume is no good." The man raised his hand over Val's body and spayed his fingers, skimming them over her middle. There was no mistaking the feeling that her one-piece had suddenly become two. The cool air, the heat from his hand and the feeling of the skin-tight fabric peeling back. Val's breathing was a little ragged. She looked up into the man's face, at his smug and satisfied smirk and when she met his eyes, she lost herself. It was as if every shade of blue in existence swirled in his eyes. She licked her parted lips purely on a reflex and watched silver sparks flash in his eyes. He groaned, his face dipped towards her and his mouth captured hers in little more than a heartbeat. Tongue dragging along her bottom lip before sliding into her mouth to caress her tongue and teeth. His mouth plundered hers, promising heat and passion. A solid warmth down her right side informed Val that he was now lying at her side, one hand caressing the now bare skin of her belly while the other threaded itself in her hair. The kiss slow and unhurried, the touches slow and sensual. It was Val's turn to moan as the heat pooled within her, arousal triggering wetness at her core and sending shivers of pleasure through her whole body. The man broke the kiss and lent back, his smug smirk now a full-on grin. "Defiantly better," the sound of his voice heavy and seductive. Val's chest was heaving and her heart pounding. Seriously worried that she wouldn't be able to speak let alone move, she let her eyes feast on the man at her side. This action made desire dance further within her which in turn made her moan once more. Partially wanting him to stop touching her but mostly wanting him to touch her more, she was torn between the fire raging through her and the more sensible response of fleeing. This man was prime alpha-male and his body language showed he knew it. Val had read that description in various books but never really understood it until now. His hair was raven black, in a shaggy kind of cut that made it look bed-tussled, just skimming his jaw. The bottom half of his face covered in more hair, the same raven black. His nose looked to have been broken sometime in the past and had set a little crooked but it was his eyes that held his power. His body, oh man his body. There were muscles without it being too much, just enough to sculpt and define him. His chest peppered with yet more of that gorgeous raven hair that tapered all the way down to his... Val's eyes opened wider and her mouth fell open. How in the world had she not noticed him removing his pants! He stood very proudly and happily at nine inches and must be all of two inches broad. Her hand snaked to his manhood of its own mind and touched him, a hiss brushed Val's forehead yet her hand went on to close around the rod and stroke it tentatively. Heated velvet covered pure steel. Her thumb brushed its tip, spreading a tiny bead of liquid over his skin. "Lass," the low growl rumbled from within his chest. "No more o'that yet. I've more to give you before dawn." Val's turn to smirk as she continued to stroke, noticing his hips twitch as if fighting the urge to push against her. She gasped as in a swift movement, his hand took hers and pinned it above her head at the same time as his mouth once more devoured hers. (to be continued...) Alpha Male Ch. 02 His hand skimmed her aura, not quite touching her but nether the less leaving a heated trail in its wake. His left hand keeping a firm but gentle hold on both her wrists, effectively stopping her from freeing herself, she could do no more than wriggle in pleasure. He broke from the kiss, eyes hooded, to trace her cheek with his fingertips. "Can I be having the name of this feast before me? A treasure the likes I have dreamed of for many a moon." His fingertips had now taken to stroking the column of her throat making it difficult for her to speak. Val's mouth open and closed while she tried to get her name out. His husky chuckle caressing her as surely did his fingertips, a slow lazy grin uncurling as she sighed in pleasure. "Valentine.." "Ah, the Goddess herself made mortal." His lips pressing gently to the dip in her throat made her squeak. "I am at your service lass. I am Tristan." His teeth nipped lightly at her skin causing Val to groan softly. Her back arching as she tried to tip her head back in further offering to him. Tristan's hand glided down her throat to torment and tease her right breast through the lycra fabric. Both nipples already pebbled and solid, rubbing against the cloth in a delicious friction of their own as she wiggled with his attentions. The bristles on his face tickling and scraping her sensitive flesh as he kissed his way down her neck and along her collarbone, then down again. His breath heating her skin as he nibbled the crest of her breast to her nipple, where he grinned devilishly before sucking the fabric covered nugget into his mouth. Lightning bolted through Val. She cried out and bucked, feeling every nerve pulse and her womanhood further slicken with her arousal. Never again would she think that her breasts weren't an erogenous zone. Tristan obviously knew just what buttons to push where it came to seducing women. Val became slightly aware that the pressure on her wrists had gone, but only when Tristan dragged a single fingertip around the swell of her other breast. His right hand cradling the breast he devoured. "All this for me?" he murmured against her, "I must worship my lady as she demands." Val began to whimper, her eyes closed, feeling her bones further liquefy. Making love had never felt this good before. So tender yet so heated, and to think he hadn't even really touched her yet. Tristan moved slightly, his mouth leaving Val's breasts, to kneel once more at her side. Val's brow knotted and she pouted, something she had never done before. He chuckled again, bringing both hands to cup the undersides of her breasts and dragged his thumbs over her solid nipples. His hands skimmed down her sides, fingers splayed to caress lower, following the natural curve of her body. Sliding his fingers into the lower-half of her costume so that only his thumbs were showing on top of the cloth. Val's lips parted as another moan escaped them, the tip of her tongue sliding across her bottom lip as her eyes slowly opened and looked up into his. With frustrating slowness, his hands caressed down her legs. A gentle tug caused Val to wriggle a little more. His hand's hooked in the bottom half of her costume pulled the cloth down to her ankles, where he removed it altogether and tossed it away as if its presence offended him. The slight chill of the night's air on her wet aroused skin made Val moan a little. "I sense that my lady is a little heated right now," Tristan chuckled "A little heated doesn't cover it," Val's voice having taken developed smoky undertones, she watched through half-closed eyes A wicked smile uncurled slowly on his mouth causing Val's breath to catch in her throat. "I can help with that.." "Tristan, I think its certain you have already helped enough." She chuckled, giving her head a soft shake. "Allow me to help further..." The feel of his fingertips through the springy hair at her groin made Val gasp and jump at the same time. Tristan unhurriedly slid a finger deeper into the hair, between her lips and brushed against the swollen nub of flesh that throbbed. He chuckled as her back arched, pressing his finger deeper to her wet core. Thumb resting on the nub, rubbing at it slowly, a long finger slid its way into Val. "Oh god....." further words cut off as her voice melted into a ragged purr of pleasure. Slowly Tristan rocked his finger in and out, stroking and caressing. The wetness increasing under his attention and when Val loosened around his finger, he simply added another. Val's whimpering increased, her cheeks started to pinken. A third finger joined the other two. Keeping the pressure on her clitoris and the slow steady strokes of her core, Tristan shifted to lick her painfully erect nipples before kissing his way to her ear. "Come for me Lady Valentine..." his tongue swirled around her ear lobe. "Come now." A little gush of liquid shot at his hand mere seconds before the slick passage pulsed and contracted around the stroking fingers. Val's clitoris throbbed under his thumb, a keening groan caressing the air. Sheer stubbornness prevented Tristan from joining her release, though his body ached for it. He continued stroking slowly, wringing the orgasm from her. Eventually, the spasms crawling to a stop, Val's eyes fluttered open and looked into his. He smiled as he caressed her face tenderly. "Oh I intend to my Lady." He answered her unspoken question. "When you have recovered a little, we still have some time." (to be continued)