STRIKE
CHAPTER TWENTY — “day six”
Nic woke up covered in popcorn.
She was half under a blanket, Alpha's arms and legs tangled with hers. Groaning, she picked her head up to see the bowl was upside down and buttered popcorn was flailed everywhere. the laptop was dangerously close to the edge of the bed, threatening to fall and break at any moment.
Nic carefully got out of the bed, picking the laptop up and putting it on one of the nightstands. She gave a glance to the asleep Alpha before she grabbed her phone and made her way to her own room. There, she brushed her teeth twice since she'd fallen asleep before she could do that the night before. She then took a shower, scrubbing extra hard where she was feeling especially buttery.
Nic quickly dried herself off and dressed casually as usual, putting on her pair of Nike pros that hadn't been ripped and a loose green t shirt that didn't seem very familiar. In fact, as Nic frowned at her reflection, noting how the shirt fell below her shorts and hung so loose on her, she was pretty sure it was someone else's. She shrugged—it was comfortable, and that's all she actually cared about.
Nic walked out her room and down the hallway, back towards Alpha's room. She figured she'd wake him up and help clean up the massive mess since she was partially at fault for it too. However, when she opened the door, he wasn't in bed. Walking inside, she could hear the shower running in his bathroom.
Shrugging, she made her way over to his unmade bed. She picked the bowl up and started the long process of finding stray popcorns to toss them back into the bowl. Huffing as she walked back and forth along the bed, she started cursing herself for being empathetic and wanting to help him out. When all the visible kernels were in the bowl, she set it down and grabbed the blanket to shake it out. Immediately, more popcorn cake falling out, making Nic groan again. She didn't notice the sound of the shower turning off in the bathroom.
She got back to work quickly, scooping the smushed food up and tossing it into the bowl until the whole end was free of popcorn. Smiling proudly, she scoured the floor for stray kernels before setting the bowl down on the nightstand.
Nic turned her attention back to the bed, recoiling at the bitter stains she was just now noticing. She ripped the blanket and the sheets off of the bed, about to go and find him some clean ones when the bathroom door opened.
"Fuck."
Nic whipped around, and the sight made her jaw dropped. She shamelessly dragged her eyes up and down Alpha's body. He was dressed in nothing but a white towel around his waist, hanging low enough for his v-lines to be visible. His tan skin was damp and dewey, and his wavy hair was wet. All around him, steam from the bathroom billowed, making him look like a sultry model from a magazine. When Nic finally looked into his grey eyes, she saw that they were focused on the hem of her shirt.
She glanced down, realizing it probably looked like that shirt was the only thing she was wearing.
"I think," Alpha said slowly, taking a small step forward, "from now on, you should only wear my shirts."
Nic's jaw dropped further.
"And I mean it. Nothing else."
Alpha took another few steps forward until he was right in front of her, so close she could feel the steam coming off his skin. His hand slowly inches forward, making Nic's breath hitch when it slipped just under her shirt to tug gently on the bottom of her shorts.
"Not even these."
"I didn't know it was yours," Nic mumbled, grasping at the green material. "It was just in my closet."
"Keep it," Alpha said with a smirk, placing his two firm hands on her hips and pulling her against his body. Nic liked the feeling of his hard, damp abs against her hands. "Looks better on you than it did on me."
Nic's eyes dropped to the top of Alpha's towel, unable to pull away from the sight until his hand tugged her chin up. Her eyes widened for a moment but soon fluttered shut when he bent down to meet her lips with his. Unlike usual, instead of rough and aggressive, his kiss was slow and sensual. Nic's hands roamed his feverish shoulders and chest. Alpha's hand on her chin moved to the side of her neck, his warm fingers resting gently on her cool skin.
Nic's cheeks tinged when she felt their tongues touch. Alpha dug his fingers into her skin, tilting his head a little before slowly pulling away. His breath was calm and steady unlike Nic's soft pants.
Alpha's fingers fluttered down to the hem of her—his—shirt, slowly lifting it up Nic's torso, letting his hands drag across her skin. All the while, he kept steady eye contact with her, a small smirk playing on his lips.
Nic's hands grabbed his to stop them right before he pulled the shirt above her bra. There was an uneasy expression in her face as she averted his gaze and bit her lip. "Alpha..."
"What?" he asked, face dropping. He tilted his head to get a better look at her, hands flying to her face. "What's wrong?"
"I can't..."
His face dropped further, a serious look in his eyes. "Nica, you know you don't have to do anything you don't want with me."
Nic couldn't help but laugh at that, making his serious expression turn confused. "No, what I'm trying to say is... I'm on my period. I really can't."
She had started it the day before. Her birth control was wonderful, and it shortened her period by three days, but she was still stuck with two days of mild flow but shitty cramps.
Nic watched his face carefully, waiting for him to say "well your mouth isn't." That's what her ex boyfriend would always say to her.
Not like Alpha was like her ex.
Well, not like Alpha was her boyfriend in general.
His lips parted as her words washed over him, and his grey eyes lit up in mild amusement. "Oh," he said, scratched his wet hair. "Oh, that's okay. I mean, hope you're not feeling too shitty." His eyes drifted behind her to his bare bed, empty of popcorn. "Did you do that?" he asked, a small smile playing on his lips.
Nic turned around, her hands slipping form his, and she smiled slightly too. "Yeah—you're going to need new sheets, by the way."
Alpha chuckled lowly, his fingers gently clasping around her jaw to make her look at him. His stormy eyes dragged across her face, as he said in that raspy voice, "How do you always manage to ruin my sheets?"
Nic flushes bright red, worming here way out of Alpha's grip and moving towards where she dropped the dirty sheets and blanket. "Shut up," she mumbled, picking them up with a scowl on her face.
Alpha grinned before making his way over to the dresser. Nic glanced at the closet next to him, blushing even deeper as she remembered what was in there. With a deep sigh, she bounded out the room to drop his dirty sheets and blanket in the laundry room. When she got back to his room, he was already dressed and putting clean sheets over his mattress.
Nic watched him finish and throw a blanket over the band haphazardly before placing his surprisingly unharmed pillows back on. She smiled when he turned to look at her and was surprised when she got a big smile back.
"Hey, you need anything?" he asked her, smoothing out a little wrinkle on his bedsheet.
Nic tilted her head, frowning, and Alpha must have seen the look on his face.
"I mean for your period. Are you comfortable?"
Nic tried not to show her surprise when he said the actual word "period." Her ex never did. He'd always recoil when she brought it up or refer to it as "that" if he absolutely had to.
"I—" Nic couldn't find the words as she looked at him with lifted eyebrows. "I'm okay, but thank you, really. I took an Advil for my cramps an hour back, though I don't know if it's doing anything..."
Alpha hesitated before he spoke, his eyes darting away from her momentarily. "Okay, this is going to sound bad, but... are you wearing a pad or a tampon?"
Nic's mouth dropped open as she stared at him with wide eyes. He wouldn't even meet hers, knowing how weird and frankly creepy his question sounded. "Tampon?" she squealed unsurely, wrapping her arms around herself.
Alpha lifted his eyes to her, a wary smirk on his lips. "I think I know how to help with your cramps," he said with a soft chuckle, climbing into the bed so that his back was leaning against his pillows. "C'mere."
Nic climbed onto the bed, kneeling down in front of him with a confused expression playing on her face. Alpha urged her forward, meeting her in the middle with a deep kiss that made Nic forget where she was for a second. He pulled away, smirking slightly.
"Turn around," Alpha ordered, though his voice was less commanding and more comforting than usual.
Nic did just that, feeling his hands grab her and pull her so that they were in the same position as when they were watching the movies. Nic could feel Alpha's chest heaven against her back with his rapid breaths, and she could feel her heart threatening to burst through her chest.
"Relax," Alpha whispered against her ear, bending his knees so his feet lay flat on the bed and urging Nic to do the same with her legs. He moved her legs so they rested against his. "You can stop me at any time, okay? Are you comfortable so far?"
Nic nodded, closing her eyes.
"Words, babygirl."
"Yes," she exhaled, tilting her head back to rest it on his chest.
Nic felt Alpha's hands slowly slide up and down her nearly naked thighs, sending goosebumps all around her body. One hand snakes upwards to lay flat over her hips. The other snaked inwards, gently brushing against her clothed center. Alpha's head dipped down against her neck, and she immediately tilted her head to give him space. His lips, tongue, and teeth worked together to make small marks on her soft skin. His lips pressed warm kisses on her, his teeth nipped are her most sensitive spots, and his tongue left a wet trail from the base of her neck to her jaw and then all the way back down.
Meanwhile, his fingers slowly started moving against her shorts. Nic whimpered softly when they began rubbing circles over her, sending shots of electricity up her body. Her hands darted up behind her to grab Alpha's hair.
"How's this feel?" he whispered, warm lips pressed to her ear. "You want more?"
Nic nodded slightly, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as she willed herself not to make too much noise.
"C'mon, Nica, I shouldn't have to keep reminding you," Alpha warned, his fingers suddenly pressing harshly against her core, sending thrills crawling up her spine.
"Yes, please, more," Nic moaned quietly, tugging his hair harshly when he delivered.
Alpha groaned in her ear, sending shivers down her body that were met by shivers crawling up form the stimulation at her core. She twisted her fingers in his damp hair, feeling his fingers speed up over her clothes, wishing more than anything that he could just rip them off.
"Damon," Nic sighed happily, tugging on his hair.
Alpha groaned again. "Fuck... I think I like that almost as much as 'Daddy.'"
Nic flushes slightly, though her face was already red from from the magic Alpha's fingers were working between her thighs. She gasped despite herself when his fingers pushed down hard on her covered clit, knowing instantly as that familiar swirling boiled up in her stomach that her finish was near.
Alpha's fingers stayed there, rubbing harsh circles and occasionally dipping down to palm her center where she so desired to be filled by him. As his hand moved in steady patterns, she could feel his abdominal muscles contracting and moving against her back. She opened her eyes just slightly to watch his hand working at her, licking her lips at the sight of the muscles in his string, veiny arms dancing with every move he made.
Nic twitched, whimpers spilling out of her lips as the first wave of her orgasm slowly filled her up, followed by the rest of it hitting her like a massive wall of water, leaving her thrashing under Alpha's strong arms.
His hand didn't stop working at her, pressing all the right spots and making her feel so damn good even while separated by two layers of cloth.
He finally pulled his hands away from her when her body went limp and her breathing slowed down. With gentle but strong hands, he turned her around and positioned her so that she was straddling him. Alpha cupped her face with his hands, leaning in to meet her with a rough kiss. Nic kissed back, but slower, still dazed from her orgasm, vaguely making a mental note to go clean up in the bathroom. But, as Alpha kissed her, she pressed her palms to his chest, feeling his abs through his shirt.
She could also feel his pounding heart, threatening to leap out of his chest cavity at any moment.
Nic pulled away from the kiss, a weak smile on her lips. "Thank you," she said bashfully, eyes dropping to his neck.
"Anytime, babygirl."
