The Alpha’s Impossible Mate

Isabell POV

The blaring sound went off and the pressure of my pillow against my ears did nothing to help. I groaned in protest. The noise continued, though. I rolled onto my side to turn it off when it fell on the floor and brought an end to my once peaceful slumber.

I groaned as I picked it up and man I was extremely late. “Shit, shit, shit,” I cursed as I ran into the bathroom, struggling to remove my PJs at the same time.

I heard a honk from a car outside and I knew who exactly it was, damn.

There was barely enough time for me to be picky about outfits so I threw on whatever I could find.

“Isabell Jade Jackson!” My friend Bella yelled as soon as I walked out of the house.

“I am so sorry for keeping you waiting. Don't scold me please,” I begged, hoping that the puppy eyes I gave her would work.

“Not today girl, we are late! Why can't you just stick to time,” Bella scoffed as I threw myself beside her passenger seat.

“I am sorry Mom,” I pouted and she nudged me playfully.

“What are your plans for the holiday?” Bella looked at me, her hazel eyes shining from the sunlight.

“Uhm… I have not thought about it yet,” I lied casually. Lying was easy, it didn't make me look pitiable, it didn't make me the orphaned young adult who craved some sort of completeness . It made everyone leave me alone after all. “You?” I asked instead.

“Oh, I was hoping you'd say those exact words., I had planned to be with my family. They also want you to come.”

“You know I don't like to intrude…”

“Don't be silly Isabell. They know you well enough. Think about it, okay?" There was so much hope in her eyes as she stopped driving to look at me.

“Okay, okay,” I quickly agreed. “Can we go now?” I asked impatiently before she started driving again.

“Let's go then,” she giggled and pulled away from the curb.

It didn't take us very long to get to school and while Bella looked for the right spot to park, I came down from the car.

“Another semester in this shit hole,” I mumbled to myself.

Suddenly, a car drove past, and before I could get away, water splashed on the pavement where I stood. Looking over my shoulder, I found the culprit driving off, and whoever it was, they didn't stop.

“The asshole spilled water on me,” I told Bella when she came back to me, and just when she was about to say something, a limo drove in and I knew it was them, not them, more like him.

Ryan, the sexiest man to ever walk the earth, exited the limo alongside his boys. His blue eyes were twinkling, his usual nonchalant smirk was present like a second skin. His dirty blonde hair was perfectly tied in a man's bun and I wanted to run my hands through his scalp. The thought of it alone sent heat spreading through my face.

I could tell everyone was thinking the same thing, well everyone except Bella.She hissed so loudly that I was afraid they would hear.

“Stop gawking like an idiot Isabell, we have a class to attend,” She grabbed my hand a little bit rougher than she intended.

It was at that moment that Ryan walked past me. I could catch the smell of his woody cologne, he was so close that I could see the freckles scattered around his face and that little mole on his cheek. The previous warmth returned to my cheeks and my breath stopped when our eyes met and he smirked at me. He fucking smirked at me, Ryan Hemsworth smirked at me!

“Did you see that?” I squealed in a lower tone.

“See what? A bunch of misogynistic assholes? yes, I did,” Bella answered.

“Not that, Ryan smirked at me,” I gushed, still feeling warm. “It's not his usual smirk, Bels, it was as if he noticed me.”

“Isabell, it probably was because of the dirt on your jeans dumbass. And doesn't he walk around with that nonsense? Let's get you cleaned, it is all in your head,” Bella snorted.

When we were done cleaning up my jeans, Bella left for class because she had majors different from mine. I returned to my locker to pick up some things, and I saw it. it was a neatly folded card and as weird as you may think, I sniffed it and oh my God, the woody cologne, could it be?

With shaky hands, I opened it and it contained only a few words “Meet me at the art hall during lunch, K.” I read it over and over again, I pinched myself to be sure it wasn't a dream as I hurried back into class to avoid detention.

But I couldn't concentrate on anything each of my professors said, I just wanted it to be time for lunch. My eyes kept looking at the lilac-coloured clock that was moving in an agonizing slow manner.

Finally, it was time for lunch and Florence Griffith Joyner had nothing on me with the way I ran out, ignoring my classmates as they muttered, “Creep, freak,” and every other word they could find.

I bumped into Bella and almost fell on the floor.

“What the fuck Isabell” She held me up as I readjusted my glasses.

“I am sorry, I need to go”

“Where are you going? We are supposed to go to the cafeteria now”

“I’ll explain later, I promise” I didn't give her enough time to protest because I went off as Usain Bolt this time.

I stopped outside the art room to catch my breath and fix my hair. I readjusted my glasses again as I pushed the door open.

And there was Ryan in his perfect glory. I was suddenly nervous.

“Isabell,” His musical voice called out as I walked towards him.

“Ryan,”’ I giggled sheepishly.

He closed the space between us and his cologne filled my nose. I wanted to lean in and kiss him.

Then his hand stroked my hair affectionately.

“I've been meaning to talk to you,” His words sounded sincere, they played with the beat of my heart.

“Are…are you serious?” I stuttered miserably.

“Of course. And I also got your text on Facebook, you said you liked me and that you were willing to lose your virginity to me. Did you really mean that?”

A blush formed on my cheeks and suddenly I couldn't look into his painfully beautiful face anymore.

“Look at me Isabell,” He lifted my chin as if I were something delicate and it left a tingly sensation. “Did you mean it?”

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

He leaned in to kiss me but paused for a bit as if seeking permission and I gave him all the permission he needed. His lips brushed against mine once, twice, three times until our mouths opened in sync and the first touch of his tongue was electrifying and made me weak. His lips slowly wandered around my jawline and neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He sucked on my collarbones, causing a small moan to escape from my mouth.

When my fingers dug deep into his blond hair, he chuckled and placed a kiss on top of my ear. “God Isa, you feel amazing.” His hot breath fanning my earlobe caused me to shiver involuntarily.

“Ryan,” I moaned again and he smirked against my neck. I felt his wet kisses trailing down my shoulders and down my neck. I felt his other hand tugging at my shirt which had ridden up a bit. His lips trailed down from my neck, down to my breasts and gently nipping at one, teasing and nibbling it lightly as I tried to hold myself steady.

“Ryan,” I whined quietly.

“Hm?” he responded slowly but I could feel his smirk.

It felt like a dream, one that I didn't want to wake up from. So I didn't stop him when he pulled my shirt over my head, or when he pulled down my jeans. Neither did I stop him when he pulled out a condom. Slowly, he pulled my legs apart and placed himself between them. I looked up at him, my eyes staring deep into his, pleading with him to take me already. He stared back at me intensely for a few seconds before leaning forward and lowering himself onto my warm, wet folds.

My hips bucked upwards, my thighs squeezing together tightly. He began to move, slow at first and then quicker, pressing deeper and deeper until finally he broke through her walls, entering me with one easy stroke.

I gasped at the sudden intrusion into me and he paused, waiting for me to adjust. Once I did, he pushed forward again but this time more quickly. I arched towards him, giving him all the access he needed and as soon as he touched my G spot, a loud moan erupted from my mouth.

“More… I want…more,” I panted.

“Tell me how much you need this, tell me how badly you want me.” He asked, his tone husky.

“Please more, I want you so bad,” I pleaded, my hands tightening around jusshoulders.

He smiled at my response and began hitting me at the same spot that sent shivers over me, again and again, increasing the pace of his strokes, driving us both closer to our peak. Then he slammed my hips forward once more and I didn't think I could take it, it felt like I was dying from pleasure.

“Right there, Ryan, please don't stop,” I held him tighter against me, digging my nails in his back, holding him there. The intensity of his cock made me go even higher than I already was. I cried out his name too many times “R…Ry…Ryaa…”

But he wasn't done yet, my heart was pounding against my chest as he pounded in me and we came once at once, our screams echoing throughout the room making all the windows vibrate as if they were struck by lightning.

Then he turned me on my back, my upper body pressed against the table I was once lying on and my ass high to his display. My moans of pain mixed with my whines of pleasure, echoed around the room filling me with lust.

He slid into me slowly, my ass still thrusting up and back against his cock. He began speeding up his strokes and as my moans became more frantic, he increased his speed to match mine, thrusting into me with the same force. “Do you love it…”

“Yes please, don’t stop.”

My hips began bucking wildly against his cock, my moans grew louder. He reached down, grabbed my ass firmly, and pulled me towards him, causing her to grind down against his shaft.

I gasped loudly as my core kept meeting his hardness, each time different from the last, my moans getting louder and louder as I began shaking against his dick.

“Oh my god. Oh my God,” My orgasm rocked through my body, as he stayed buried deep in me, I loved every single second of it.

Suddenly I felt a reflection of something, it was like a light, I opened my eyes.

It was only when I saw more lights and heard whispers that I realized that we were not alone, half of the school was there watching...