The Supreme Alpha

Author's note: This is from Zoe's point of view

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~ Crete, Greece ~

After a plane trip and a car ride, Mitch wished us a good vacation and left me and Luca in front of a purely white villa that was perched on the cliff with narrow stone steps leading to the sandy beach below.

It was beautiful.

The villa was facing East and I knew that the sunrise over the Cretan Sea will be breathtaking, but that's not all because the big panoramic veranda will give us a nice view of the sunset.

Serina told us to pick any of the four bedrooms. They were all about equal size, so it didn't matter, but I picked the one with the best view of the sea.

I circled the veranda to see the beautiful flourishing garden below, and there was an open swimming pool also. I could see myself relaxing there. With Luca.

We checked the necessities first. The fridge and the pantry were stocked with food, and the freezer had ready-made meals with instructions on how to defrost and reheat them properly. 

Serina told us that staff will come to clean the kitchen once a day, at dawn. If we have trash, dishes, or laundry in our room, we can keep it in the hallway and the staff will take care of it.

If we need something, like a meal or to clean the bedroom, we should leave a note in the kitchen with the information on what we want and when, or if it's urgent we use the phone to reach the staff, because they won't disturb us otherwise.

Privacy.

The place was amazing, and the idea of ten days with Luca was even better, but I was nervous.

Technically, we came here for sex.

As much as I wanted it, now that the time has come, it was nerve-wracking.

In preparation for this day, I had a few conversations with the hope to broaden my horizons and not make a complete fool of myself.

First, I went to Treva. Not because we are close, but because she was idling in the living room and I had no one else to talk to about this. Everyone else seemed busy.

Treva spoke about sex in some code and I suspected that she never saw a guy naked.

When I asked Serina about it, she told me that harpies are all-female wind spirits who get their magic from stars and that they don't need to copulate with men in order to produce offspring. Baby-harpies are born on a moonless night when a harpy sings a song to her star in a calm lake that is at the top of a mountain… or something like that. In short, Treva was the wrong person to give me sex tips.

Next, I spoke with Calista who was like, "Sex? What is there to discuss? Just ride that cock. Luca is a werewolf. He won't break." She giggled. "OK. He can break, but not easily."

I was flabbergasted. Poor Sergio.

And then I went to Serina who said, "Just don't plan too much in advance because it will seem forced. Both of you are new at this and as long as you talk about what you like and what you don't like, it will be fine. It won't be perfect at first, but as you practice, it will get better."

Now that was encouraging, so I asked, "How long did it take for you and Mateo to get it right?"

Serina grinned. "He was amazing from the start. Somehow, he knew exactly what to do…"

Well, that was not very helpful.

Is this how newlyweds feel when they go on their honeymoon? I mean, the ones who saved themselves for the marriage.

Should we just get naked and be done with it?

'Stop overthinking, Zoe!', Diana reprimanded me. 'Your anxiety is spilling on mate.'

'Easy for you to say!', I snapped back. Didn't we agree that she will retract to the back of my mind so that Luca and I can have privacy? But she was already here, so I asked, 'What if I mess it up?'

'You knew what to do in the river during your birthday…', Diana said in a singing voice, and I realized that she was right.

Yes, I was bold but that was in the spur of the moment when I was not overthinking things… like now.

Diana was excited about mating, but she was more interested in the marking part. Will I know how to mark Luca? What if my mark is ugly? What if he dislikes it?

I glanced at Luca who was unpacking the suitcase and arranging things in the dresser like it's the most important world-saving mission.

It seems that he was also thinking about why we came here. Or maybe he was trying not to think about it.

Luca's hands paused when he realized that he was holding my bra and then he quickly put it down. Can he be any sweeter?

Was he overthinking this like I was? Definitely.

I had an urge to comfort him. I didn't want him to worry about what I will think of him because in my eyes, no matter how I look at him, he is perfect.

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I stalked to Luca and hugged him from behind.

"I am almost done with unpacking.", Luca said.

Silly guy. There was no need to unpack anything. Why did we even bring clothes?

"How is your back?", I asked.

"Good as new.", Luca assured me. "I exercised this morning, and I was perfectly fine. Shadow confirms it. I told you that before we left."

Yes, he told me but I wanted to double-check he was alright.

My hands were on his firm pecs, and I felt his hands covering mine. Delightful sparks prickled my skin wherever he touched me.

"Zoe…", he called. "I wanted to wait until dinner. Sunset, candles… romantic. But it's only two o'clock in the afternoon and I am close to losing my mind."

He gripped my right hand and pushed it lower until it reached his crotch.

I felt his rock-hard erection under my palm over the fabric of his shorts.

"Do you feel this, Zoe? This is how much I want you."

My fingers moved to wrap around his shaft, and he exhaled a shaky breath.

So far, he touched me many times, but I never touched him in return. I was too shy, and somehow he always took the lead in pleasuring me.

I was still shy, but this time I wanted to do something for him.

My other hand slid lower, and I hooked my thumbs at the waistband of his shorts, pulling them lower together with his boxer shorts.

"Turn around…", I said, and he obeyed.

I didn't want to look him in the eyes, fearing that I will chicken out of this, so I went down on my knees.

I ran my thumb along the length of this shaft, feeling the throbbing of his heartbeat under my fingers. He is big, long, hard, and hot, and his tip was glistening with precum.

In preparation for this day, I watched some movies, so I knew what to do.

I inched closer and took a deep breath. I could smell Luca's scent of apples mixed in with some muskiness.

"I should shower…", Luca said and he took a step back, hitting the dresser behind him.

"No need." I had no intention of letting him escape now. Doesn't he know how much courage it took me to do this?

After a slight hesitation, I licked his tip. Once, twice, every time with less reservation, and then I took him into my mouth.

Luca's hands snapped behind him and he held the dresser for support.

I was worried if I did something wrong and I looked up at him only to see him staring back at me in return.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable and there were golden flickers in there. Shadow was trying to come out.

"Shadow, you and Diana will get your turn later. Leave Luca to me now.", I said, and I saw Luca's lips curving into a smile.

The golden specs from Luca's eyes were gone and I went back to the task in my hand (literally, his cock was in my hand).

I licked and sucked and pumped the base of his shaft with my hand and I hoped that I'm doing a good job and not just slobbering around.

"Let me know if this is OK.", I said at some point.

"You don't need to be so gentle.", Luca said with a strained voice.

"Can you guide me?" I really wanted to make him feel good.

Luca's hand gripped my ponytail and he started thrusting into my mouth.

Does he think that the whole thing will fit? I gasped for air and he used that opportunity to reach into my throat.

It was like a trigger of me grabbing his firm ass, digging my nails into him as he moved vigorously, and I could feel my core pulsating in desire for him to get there instead of my mouth.

Luca groaned and wanted to pull out, but I held him in place while swallowing his seed which he shot into the back of my mouth.

I licked him clean, enjoying how he twitched every time my tongue moved over his tip.

"Does it taste bad?", Luca asked me with concern in his voice.

I grinned. "Apples. Just like the rest of you. Was it good?"

Luca reached down and scooped me into his arms. "It was amazing." He placed me on the bed gently and whispered into my ear. "My turn…"

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