Conquering Alexandria

by Steele, C. M.

  "Are you on birth control?"

  Panting hard, she replied, "Yes I am." Damn it. Oh well. As soon as we were married, the birth control was going out the window.

  I rubbed my cock against her entrance and pressed it against her clit. Then I pushed my way into her extremely tight pussy. I heard her cry only a split second after I felt the fleshy membrane that I obliterated with my cock. Fuck, I was scared and thrilled all at once.

  "Alexandria, why didn't you say anything?"

  "I didn't know how."

  "Hey, Max, I am a virgin, so take it easy on me."

  "Don't get mad at me. I thought you would have stopped."

  "Honey, there would be no way I would have stopped. I am not mad, babe. I just wouldn’t have plowed my way into your tight little pussy."

  I kissed her mouth because despite the fact that I had hurt her, I was still not ready to leave her tight womb. She started consuming my mouth. I felt her tongue get stronger as it dueled with mine. As her pain eased, her desire heightened. She got more aggressive, rubbing her legs all over mine. I was ready to come, now that she was taking the lead.

  "Mine. Tell me, Alexandria, say ‘I am Max's’," I demanded as I looked into her bright, lust-crazed eyes.

  "I'm yours. I’m Max’s!” she cried out as her walls flooded with excitement.

  "Yes, baby, that is what I want to hear."

  I started moving again, very slowly at first because I wanted to calm down and so I didn't hurt her again. My cock was no little thing; it was huge and fat. I could break my pussy, and I didn’t want that. I wanted my woman to want my cock as often as possible.

  "More, I need more," Alexandria cried out as she pushed her heat hard against my pelvis. Fuck. I started stroking harder and harder into her depths. I planned on spewing my come deep in her. I could feel her walls doing a dance as they squeezed and released my cock. She came in short order and took me and my cock with her tight pussy. My release was explosive. I don't think I had ever come that hard. My vision blurred, and panic hit me. She called out to me, and I heard the fear in her voice. It was that fear that had woken me from my blacked-out state. I thought I was losing my vision again, but it was that her pussy was so good that I blacked out.

  "I am good, baby. Damn. You nearly knocked me out with your sweet little pussy." She smiled at me with a nervous, sweet blush, and I couldn't help but kiss her pretty lips.

  Once I finally pulled away, I got up and off the bed to wash up and noticed the blood on the bed and on my cock, and I walked to the bathroom with a grin. She was mine. All mine. Fuck me—it was like I won the lotto. I rinsed up and started a bath for my beauty. She stood up from the bed and was instantly pink when she felt my seed starting to slide down her thighs. I looked down at it with a grin.

  "Don't be embarrassed, babe. That is what you do to me." I winked at her.

  "I am running you a bath."

  "Are you trying to say I smell?" She was actually serious, and I thought that she was funny and started laughing. I forgot that she was new to this.

  "Yes, babe, you smell fantastic. You smell like me mixed with the scent of your release. It's heady, and I am tempted to join you in the tub." I growled in her ear. She dragged the sheet with her, trying to hide her body from me. I walked her to the bath and took the sheet from her, admiring her naked beauty.

  I was fucking hard as fuck, and my woman could see since she hadn't taken her eyes off my bobbing cock. Damn, I needed to let her take a rest before I did her again.

  I left her in the bathroom as I got dressed and changed the stained sheets. I am a neat freak, plus I didn't want my princess lying on dirty sheets. It's stupid because I planned on dirtying them up all over again, but at least she wouldn't be embarrassed about the blood.

  Thinking about it again had me jumping for joy. I couldn't wait to hold her in my arms and thank her for her gift. We hardly knew each other. She dated other guys a hell of a lot longer, and yet I was the one she gave herself to. It was a privilege, and I wasn’t going to let it go unappreciated.

  I brought our luggage into the bedroom and started making room for her clothes in my closet and dresser. I would let her put them where she wanted since she was not staying anywhere else.

  I loved her, and I needed to tell her. I wasn’t sure if she felt the same, but I knew that she had to feel something since she didn't hesitate to give me her virginity.

  I gave her some fresh towels and told her I was going to make us something to eat.

  "That's nice, but you don’t have to do that."

  "No, I don't, but I want to. So relax and enjoy your bath. Come out when you are ready. I am going to make us some chicken salad if that is good for you?"

  "It's perfect." I bent down and stole a kiss and copped a feel of one of her breasts that were peeking through the water. "Hey!"

  "What? It was an accident!" I smiled and strolled out of the bathroom feeling like a fucking kid. If this is what love did to you, I could understand what people were talking about. I was making the salad when I got a call from my cousin Kara. She asked if she could come back and stay for a bit because she had an interview.

  "Sure, sweetheart. Do you need me to pick you up?" She declined, and I responded with, "Okay, I will see you soon."

  "Who was that?" Uh-oh. My little Alexandria was jealous. For some reason, that turned me on. I turned to look at her, and my cock wasn’t going down. She was wearing just a long tee shirt and little pajama shorts.

  "It was my cousin Kara. She is coming tonight because she has an interview and needs a place to stay."

  "Oh."

  "Baby, trust me; you have no reason to be jealous of anyone. You are my one and only, and I am not letting you go. So what kind of dressing do you like? We have Ranch, Italian, and French."

  "French will be great. Do you need my help?"

  "No, beautiful, just sit there and look pretty for me. Better yet, don't—because I am getting excited again, and I think we may have to wait on the salads,” I groaned out as I felt my cock press against the counter through my boxers, fully erect.

  "Will this help?" She stuck her tongue out and crossed her eyes, giving me a stupid grin.

  "Damn it, woman, you are too fucking cute."

  I turned off the grill on the stove, scooped up my little treasure, and carried her back to our bed, tossing her on the mattress and watching as her breasts bounced under the tee shirt she put on. Sexy as fuck. I growled and jumped on top of her, ripping at her clothes like a beast and only waiting enough to slip my cock out of the boxers before I was buried balls deep into her pussy.

  "Ahh!" she cried as I filled her. This time, I was not tender and loving. I was on a mission to stake her to the bed and stake my claim. My mouth was ravenous as I sucked on her neck, marking her as mine. I grunted and growled as she purred and clawed me. We were fighting for purchase as we tried to climb into each other, like we couldn’t get close enough.

  “I love you,” I groaned out as I shuddered out my orgasm. I hadn’t meant to tell her while I was coming, but it couldn’t be helped; it was what I felt. My words directed her to find her release. I felt our come flood her and leak out onto the bed. I looked down at her and whispered again, “I want you to know that I mean it. I am in love with you, Alexandria.”

  The smile she gave me fucked with my head and heart. The words she uttered next broke the last of my walls. “I love you, Max.”

  My heart was fucking full. I had to kiss her and seal her fate. She was mine. I rolled off her, then took her into my arms. We both passed out on the bed in a matter of minutes.

  It was an hour later before we woke up and returned to the kitchen to finish making our lunch.

  “This was good, Max. What did you put on the chicken breast?”

  “Some ginger and garlic salt with a bit of curry.” I shrugged.

  “Well, I like it.”

  We had a great time the rest of the night. Kara showed up, and the girls hit it off even though Kara was
still upset over her ex who cheated on her. That night, Alexandria called her parents, and they were all excited to talk to her, like they hadn’t just spoke to her this morning. They were on the phone for an hour, and I was trying not to get jealous.

  “Calm down, Max. It’s only her family she is talking to.”

  “Damn. Is it that obvious? Shit. I’m not feeling like myself where she is concerned, and I’m loving it.”

  “Yes, but she seems like a great girl.”

  “She is, and soon you will have a new cousin.”

  “You two are getting married? Didn’t you just meet while I was back staying with William?”

  “Yes, but she is something special, and I am not letting anyone get in the way of us.”

  It was then that my phone rang. It was Jake. I excused myself and went into my home office and locked the door.

  “Hey. What have you got?”

  “Oh, no hello or anything? I work hard, and this is all I get!” Stupid ass thought he was funny.

  “Shut the fuck up, you whiny bitch.”

  “Fine, but you are not going to like it. The detective has stage two lung cancer.”

  Damn. I was hit hard with that shit. That explained his relaxed interrogation. Did he expect that he wasn’t going to be around for Alexandria? I had been quiet for a long time when Jake added some more shit.

  “His insurance only covers the minimal treatment, but there is good news—it’s only stage two. If it was stage four, survival would be practically non-existent.”

  I wasn’t bothered about the cost because I was fucking wealthy. I was just tripping about the reaction she was going to have to the news.

  I called her father because I needed to know what I could do.

  "Mr. Davis? Yeah, I know she is on the phone with your wife. It's you I want to talk with, and I don't want Alexandria to know. So when are you planning to tell your daughter about your diagnosis?"

  "What the fuck? How did you find out?"

  "It's not important how I know, but she needs to know."

  "No, she doesn't. I don’t want her upset too. My wife is barely standing with the news. I don't want Alex hurt by the news."

  "Well, what do you need to get better?"

  "Son, mind your business."

  "It is my business. Alexandria is going to be my wife, and I don't want her hurting at all."

  I explained to him that his health was more important than the money. I didn't want anything to mar our relationship, and keeping this a secret from her I was sure would do that.

  "I will tell her soon. Just keep your mouth shut."

  "Well you better, or I will. You need to walk her down the aisle, and I am going to ask her soon."

  I hung with him after he gave me more shit about helping him out, but I told him it wasn't for him because I didn't know the motherfucker. It was for Alexandria.

  After I hung up, I called Patricia. "Hey. I need you to look up the best hospitals for cancer treatment." I heard her gasp on the other end. "Don't worry. It isn't me. It's Alexandria's father. I need the best. No, it is going good, and she is as sweet as they come. By the way, keep your paws away from her. I don't need her switching sides on me."

  She said she couldn't wait to meet my girl, and for some reason, I was worried. I wondered if I was going to turn into a jealous ass all of the sudden. It sure as hell looked like it.

  "Have you had any information on the stalker?" Patricia said on the other end.

  "No, I haven't. They have reviewed the surveillance footage, and it cuts off just as the package enters my office."

  "Well, you better make sure that your girl is well protected. The girl could be jealous and take out her competition."

  "Shit. I didn't think of that shit. I am on it." I needed to get a couple of guys to follow Alexandria when me or my guy were not around, though I was not going to tell her about them. I didn't want her to be scared or afraid.

  I left the room and went to find my girl. She was still on the phone, so I grabbed it out of her hands.

  “Hello, Mrs. Davis. Sorry, but it is time for Alexandria to go to bed. Yes, okay well, she will call you tomorrow. Goodnight.”

  “Why did you do that?” she said, outraged.

  “Did I not say it was time for bed?” I winked at her.

  “Am I going to sleep, or am I just going to bed?”

  “You will not be getting any sleep tonight, princess.”

  I loved her all night. We only got out of bed to shower in the early hours of the morning. I had to go back to the office, and I didn’t like that shit. I didn’t want to leave her. This was when we had our first argument.

  “I want you to stay inside today until I get home from work.”

  “Isn’t it nice to want?”

  “Okay, smartass. I am telling you to stay inside until I get home.”

  “Not going to happen. I have to go talk to Dr. Phelps about getting my job back.”

  “You are not going back to work there. I don’t want you working anywhere near the fucked-up pervert.” I was dead serious about that.

  “Yes, I am. Dr. Reeves left yesterday, according to Dr. Phelps.”

  “I don’t give a shit. You don’t need to work.”

  “Please stop while you’re ahead. I may have given you my virginity, but I am not your wife.”

  “Not yet. I am just looking out for you.” I pulled her into my arms. “How about you go with Kara and Marcus? I still don’t want you to work at all.”

  “I need money, you know.”

  “What did I say to you when we were getting ice cream? For now on, you do not pay for anything. I meant that. If you want to work just to get out of the house, then fine, but only part time, okay?”

  “Fine. You win this round.”

  “Here is some money for now. I will put money in your account later.”

  “You don’t have that information.”

  “Don’t worry about it. It will be there.”

  “You know, you are something else,” she said angrily.

  “Yes, but you love me.” I kissed her mouth, and she caved. I made a few calls before I left and drove myself to work after making sure Marcus was with the girls.

  Chapter 11—Alexandria

  “Has he always been like this?” I asked Kara as we sat in the back of the truck with Marcus driving us around.

  “He can be bossy, but since he doesn’t date, I don’t know what he is like.”

  “Don’t tell him, but I like it.”

  “Ha! I won’t. So this is the place you worked at? It looks nice on the outside.”

  “Yeah. It wasn’t the outside that was the problem. There was a doctor that worked here that was a total perv.”

  We walked in, and there was Dr. Phelps training a young man at the front desk.

  “Alex, it is good to see you.” He walked up to me and gave me a quick hug while secretly examining my face.

  "It is good to see you too, Dr. Phelps. I was just back in town and was wondering if you had a job available still, but I see it has been filled."

  “Yes it has for the time being. This is my son, Roger.” The young man smiled up at me from his seat.

  "I am planning on taking a new partner, and I cannot be away from the office as much until I have that person."

  "Did Dr. Reeves say anything before he left?"

  "No." I could see the lie in his face. I already had a feeling that it had something to do with his improprieties with the women here, and also with the women who came in to have their eyes done.

  "Well, it is still good to see you."

  "Yes, you too. How is Mr. McCain doing?"

  "He is doing well. He hasn't had a problem with his eyesight." I blushed because he knew that Max and I were together.

  "That is wonderful and just as I expected. I have to get back to my patient, so be good and safe," he said strangely, and I was confused.

  "Oh, and by the way, I want an invitation to the wedding."

  "
Okay." I shook my head. I guess it was obvious that Max was interested in more than a round or two in bed, but I felt like it was too good to be true.

  We left the office and started to go out shopping. I checked my balance on my phone to see how much I had left in my account, and I was startled to see that Max was true to his word. There was over two hundred thousand dollars in my account. Kara nearly had to catch me. I tried his number to chew him out.

  "Mr. McCain's phone. How may I help you?"

  "Hello, this is Alex. May I speak with Max?"

  "Oh, so you are the special one. I am sorry, but Max is in a meeting right now and will not be available. Is this an emergency, or is this about your bank balance."

  "How did you know about the money?"

  "Because I did the transfer. You are dating a very rich and stubborn man. Enjoy it."

  "I told him not to do it. Grrr. The man doesn't listen for nothing."

  "Yep, that’s the boss."

  "Can I transfer the money back?"

  "No can do. If I were you, I would just keep it, spend it on yourself, or buy him something nice. The man doesn't lose arguments, and it would be a waste of your time to try."

  "Yes, I have noticed."

  "Well I have to get back into the meeting, so just a word of warning woman-to-woman. If you hurt him, I will kill you." Her threat was calm, and I knew she was serious.

  "I won't." I loved him. I would never hurt him.

  "Good, then don't argue about the money. He is doing it because he cares. Ask Ms. McCain. She will tell you how the man can be when it comes to his love ones." It was obvious she knew I was with Kara.

  I hung up with his assistant Patricia. I was instantly jealous that she knew him so well, and I wondered if they have ever slept together. I must have said it out loud because Kara answered, "They have never slept together. Max doesn't fool with his employees. It is his number one rule, and second, Patricia is more into you and me than Max, if you know what I mean.” I smiled at the revelation.

  “Well, come on, then. Let’s spend Max’s money. I think I am going to buy something nice for him, and you have to help me pick it out,” I said as we headed to the mall. Kara bought five new outfits, then we spent the next two hours looking at lingerie for me to surprise Max with. I think Kara blushed more than I did at the sexy garments.