My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 0449

Nina

The warm, golden hue of the vanity lights cast a soft glow over my reflection, emphasizing the gentle waves in my black hair and the understated smoky eye I had managed after three failed attempts. My fingers worked meticulously as I applied the final touch-a deep shade of maroon to my lips.

A slight smile tugged at the corners of my mouth, not out of vanity, but rather a newfound confidence that had been absent in the recent stressful weeks. Enzo and I had poured our hearts into preparing our home for the party, and as I observed my final look, I felt a pride in my own transformation for the evening.

However, as my gaze drifted down, I couldn't help but notice a subtle change. I ran my hands over my belly, noting that it seemed a touch rounder than usual. A crease formed between my brows.

When had that happened? My thoughts raced back to the past month. The hours spent studying, the stress of finals, and the countless sweet treats I had consumed as my chosen method of stress-relief.

"Perhaps it's just the stress," I mused softly, trying to dismiss the bad feelings that were working their way into my mind. "And those cookies I've been snacking on probably didn't help."

Shaking my head, I tried to focus on the more pressing concem of the evening-the

impending arrival of our guests and the mysterious announcement Enzo was so keen on making.

As if summoned by my thoughts, Enzo appeared in the doorway, leaning against the frame with that familiar lopsided grin I had fallen in love with. His brown eyes studied me for a moment, and the warmth in them chased away the fleeting insecurities I had moments before.

"You look... wow, Nina," he whispered, leaving the doorway to stand beside me. His fingers traced my jawline lightly, sending shivers down my spine. "Absolutely stunning."

My cheeks heated up, and I looked away, trying to hide the rosy tint that had taken over my face. "Thank you," I replied, rolling my eyes playfully. "You don't look too shabby yourself."

And he truly didn't. Enzo had opted for a tight-fitting gray shirt, one that complemented his build and added a sense of allure to his usually playful demeanor. His tailored pants fit him perfectly, emphasizing the v-shape of his waistline.

"Come here." Enzo held his hand out for me. I took it and stood, noticing how he still towered over me in my heeled boots. He held up one finger and gestured with it in a circle, indicating for me to spin.

"You like it?" I asked as I spun around, showing off how the skirt of the dress, which fell right to above my knees, flowed slightly when I moved. "It's new."

*I don't like it," Enzo said, circling his arm around my waist and pulling me close. "I love it."

I smirked, tilting my head back. Enzo's lips trailed along my exposed neck, a soft growl rumbling in the back of his throat as he did so.

Ever since we had gotten married, it was almost as though our sex life had gotten even more pronounced. Hardly a day went by that we weren't at each other's throats, rutting like rabid dogs.

Enzo glanced over at the clock on the bedside table, then looked back at me with his signature smirk. "We've got time."

"Indeed we do."

With practiced ease, Enzo scooped me up and carried me over to the bed. I wrapped my legs around him, kissing along his neck and sharp jawline. His hand came up beneath my skirt, feeling along my panties.

"Lacy," he murmured into my neck, running his tongue along my earlobe. "My favorite."

"I broke them out just for you," I teased. With a cheeky grin, I then rolled my hips against him, noticing how hard he already was for me.

Another growl escaped Enzo's lips. I felt my breaths grow husky as his callused hand wrapped itself around my throat and pushed me down onto the bed. With his other hand, he reached back up into my skirt and tugged my panties aside.

"So soon?" I gasped out through the light choking sensation as I watched him unbuckle his belt.

Enzo nodded, unspeaking. I watched in awe as he drew out his cock, rubbing a bit of spit along the shaft with one hand. "I want you now," he murmured, ever the perfect image of an Alpha as he lowered himself to enter me. "Don't wanna wait."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Me neither." I arched my back away from the bed, biting my lower lip. For a moment, I felt the sensation of his tip pressing against me before it entered fully.

I was already soaking wet, and it slid in easily. That familiar sensation of his warmth filling me up and creating an ecstatic pleasure on my insides was something that I always looked forward to.

"Fuck," Enzo murmured, hunching over me as he began to work himself into me. "You're tight today."

I couldn't speak as he continued thrusting into me, each stroke speeding up and getting deeper and deeper. His fingers lingered around my throat, his lips and tongue exploring my mouth as our moans entwined in the dim light of our bedroom.

This was heaven. I was sure of it.

The silence that settled between us when all was said and done was comfortable, a testament to the depth of our relationship. I laid beside Enzo, my fingers trailing his muscles through his t-shirt as we caught our breaths after our brief moment of passion.

"That was amazing," I murmured, glancing up at Enzo.

"Isn't it always?" he asked, cracking an eye open with a smirk playing on his lips.

I giggled and sat up. My hair was a mess now, and I had to smooth it back down. "It is," I said, climbing over him-and lingering a moment to grind my hips against his groin and make him groan uncomfortably-before heading over to the mirror to smooth down my dress and make myself presentable again.

From behind me in the mirror, I could see Enzo sit up on his elbows and cock his head at me, causing a stray brown curl to fall into his eyes. "Do you think you'll ever want kids?" he asked.

I quirked an eyebrow, surprised by this sudden question. "Um... Maybe," I said, smoothing down my bangs. "Why?"

Enzo simply shrugged, sitting up fully. "Just curious."

We fell silent again, but it was a comfortable silence. It was moments like this that made me feel at peace in the world, like everything was right again. And yeah, maybe the thought of bringing a child into this world wasn't so bad.

But I wasn't ready for it. Not yet. Not until I was done with medical school. Not until the shadows stopped chasing me.

Suddenly, our comfortable silence was broken by the unmistakable chime of the doorbell.

"That must be our first guests," Enzo remarked, turning to face the door.

I nodded, taking a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."

Enzo reached for my hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "They're going to love everything, trust

me."

The two of us made our way down the winding staircase, our hands intertwined. The nerves I felt earlier melted away with each step, replaced by the thrill of the evening.

As we neared the door, I paused, looking up at Enzo. "You ready?"

He grinned. "Born ready."