Alpha's Cursed Luna

ELEANOR

Alexander wipes away my tears as he gives me a confused look.

I smile at him, shaking my head as if nothing happened. I drop my eyes to my lower body before glancing up at his handsome face. His platinum blonde hair all messed up however it did nothing to compromise his deathly handsome appearance.

I gulp before parting my lips, feeling his intense gaze on me, most especially my body sticking out in his room, half-naked. My cheeks flushed red, and I turn my head to the side, averting my eyes from his knowing I wouldn't be able to hold his stare for too long.

“C-Can I ask you something?”

“I'm all ears, princess” He says softly, staring down at me while I twirl my hair around my finger nervously.

"Did something happen between us... last night?” I ask bashfully, completely ignoring his gaze penetrating me to the core.

For a moment, he didn't say a word, and I began to wonder whether he heard me or not.

I hear him chuckle lightly before he said, “If you're worried about that, then no.”

In an instant, I let out a sigh of relief.

"Besides, I want to see you wide awake when I make love to you, Eleanor” He whispers, leaning closer to my ear, tickling my sweet spot and I find myself resisting a soft, pleasurable moan.

I lower my gaze once more, landing my eyes on my state of undress. Pulling my brows together, I raise my head and stare into his cerulean blue eyes, studying the uncertain expression on my face. “Then why am I not wearing any..." I stopped, clamping the bottom fabric of this oversized button- up shirt I find myself in.

My gaze fell to my feet. In this very moment, I could smell his fresh, woody, and minty scent lingering in the air that enveloped us.

It was then that I felt Alexander touch both sides of my arm gently, lightly, as though he was holding a rare, delicate, and valuable object which made him extremely afraid of touching me, afraid I would break at some point.

He lets out a sigh, when I felt his finger lift my chin, forcing me to look at him. The very sight of his face, his eyes, his plump, dangerously sexy lips, knocking the air right out of me without so much of a warning.

“Listen to me, Eleanor. I would never force nor do anything to hurt you. You were drugged last night, you don't remember?” He lowers his body to match my height, gripping my arms beneath his calloused hands ever so gently. My long, thick lashes fluttering as I examined his expression.

“I was?” My head tilted and he mirrored the gesture instantly.

He nods, slowly releasing my arms as he straightened. Once again, he stands like a mighty statue towering over me. I knitted my brows, watching him as he hung his head and arms in visible guilt and shame.

"And I let it happen, right under my nose. I promised you would always be safe under me, and now this...” He averts his gaze. Ripping his eyes off mine. Coiling his hands into two massive balls that resembled big, heavy boulders which are perfectly capable of crushing you in a single blow.

“You were burning hot, and I had my omegas strip you off your clothes and place you in the bathtub. At first everything was going well, but then the drug you had taken in your system was stronger than anticipated, and you went wild. They couldn't get ahold of you before I came in,” He explained. I listen attentively, taking mental notes in my mind as I try to process this information being shoveled right through me.

"H-How did it happen?”

"We're not sure. But I need to ask you one question, Eleanor.” He takes one small step towards me before taking both my hands under his.

I nod and he pauses for a brief moment before steadying his body before me. A lump formed in my throat as the dread of waiting for his next words consumed me.

"At the party, you only drunk the glass I handed to you, right?” He inquired, looking at me with a raging fire evident in his cerulean blue eyes. His jaw clenching as his tongue darted in between his plump lips.

I stared through the empty space, squinting as I tried my hardest to recall the events before my vision darkened completely, blocking me access from any memory left of the previous night.

“I think so,” I nod slowly, turning my face towards him before parting my lips once again.

"Why?" I ask. I take a step forward, raising my hands into the air while aiming for his cheek which clenched visibly as I tried to near him. To my disappointment, he shrugs and tumbles backward. My brows furrowing at his urgent reaction when I only wanted to touch him.

“It was my fault. You were almost...” He shook his head, dropping his eyes to the tiled floor as his shoulders slumped along with his hands, clenching.

"I took that fucking drink without knowing somebody fucking drugged it. Somebody fucking drugged it and I should've noticed. I should've known—"

Standing on my tip-toes, I slap my palms on either side of his face in a bid to stop him from spitting out the rest of that sentence.

“It wasn't your fault, Alex. I'm here, aren't 1?" My grip on his face softened as I gently turned his head to me. Forcing his piercing blue eyes to lock with mine. The intensity of mixed emotions including his guilt and shame burned through me I felt like I was drowning myself in fiery flames of red-hot fire.

Reluctance flashed in his eyes as he attempted to tear his gaze from me like he did the last, but I didn't let him. Jumping slightly at my feet, I cupped his cheeks firmly before resting my forehead against his temple, allowing our skin to touch as each of us exhaled our breaths. This position enabled me to hear his rough breathing as well as the wild pulsing of his heart against his rock-hard chest.

“I'm here..." I whisper, closing my eyes while he did exactly the same. I feel his hands reach for my waist, pulling me against his crotch before I hear him groan.

“I'm so sorry, EL." His gruff voice filled my ears like the sound of a sweet, sexy music playing inside my mind.

I open my eyes at the same time Alexander pierced me with his gleaming blue orbs. I blinked, unable to discard from my mind the visible passion burning in those orbs as he gazed into me intensely.

His gaze lingered down my face, stopping just in between my parted lips.

At that exact moment, I felt my fingers twitch. Staring at his lips the same way he did mine, I moved an inch closer, not even realizing I was giving him an indirect invitation for a hot, steamy kiss I knew extremely well I desperately needed.

“Eleanor...” With that, he gripped my waist and yanked me harder against his hard wall of muscle. His lips colliding deep and hard against mine as I parted my lips slightly. My palms moving away from the sides of his face and spreading across his muscular chest as though searching for something below.

He licked the small opening between my lips, forcing a startled gasp to escape me. I was about to shut my mouth when I felt his tongue slip through the opening, invading my mouth, fighting for dominance.

No. If I was being completely honest, he didn't really have to fight for anything at all. His tongue swirled inside my mouth expertly, dominating me in more ways than one and my body, oh my body was loving the feel of him inside me, his tongue, in this hot, wet kiss I find myself highly engulfed in. He guided me through the kiss until I find myself suddenly in a daze. My head spinning like a rollercoaster and fireworks exploding through my stomach. I felt like I was crazy for wanting more of it, but I didn’t want him to stop.

Sliding my palms down his chiseled abs, Alex groaned as my hand accidentally touched the hard bulge in between his legs. I forced my hands to stop, not daring to let it get any further than it should.

"Why did you stop?”