The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 671

I just stare up at Jackson for a long, long moment, not knowing what to do or how to express this brand new fear and keep my dignity.

“Ariel,” Jackson says again, his frown deepening as he strokes a comforting hand over my hair, his hand tracing through the long damp strands of it. “What’s wrong? What are you talking about?”

Slowly, I drop my head and look down, stepping away from him slightly – just enough that I can get a good look at him, my fingertips still trailing along the skin of his waist. And when I do get a good look at Jackson’s full body it does…absolutely nothing to quell my newly burgeoning fears.

“Jackson,” I murmur, glancing up at his face and then back down. “Jacks…it’s not going to fit.”

He goes perfectly still for a few long moments as I stare, but then he bursts into laughter. I whip my head up, staring into his eyes, not entirely sure why he’s not taking this as seriously as I am.

Fervently, I shake my head, pleading with him to see the facts of biology for what they are. “Jackson, I am a small person –“

“Ariel!”

“It’s – just proportionally! It is not going to fit!”

He laughs harder now, pulling me close again, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight.

“I’m serious, Jacks!” I shout, devastated and appalled as I once again feel the mass of him against my body, intimidatingly large. “Seriously, do you not understand physics!? There’s a limited amount of space –“

“Ariel,” Jackson growls, his laughter fading a little as he moves one hand to my face and palms my chin, turning my eyes up to him. He still smiles, shaking his head a little. “It’s going to fit, okay?”

“It’s not –“

“Because,” he snarls, “you were made for me, Ariel. Just like I was for you. Every piece of your body is a match for mine, and especially this one. There’s no way it doesn’t fit.”

“I don’t know,” I murmur, looking back down at Jackson’s thick cock and biting my lip, filled with doubt. I mean, I don’t know what I expected – he’s a gigantic person, why wouldn’t every single part of him be gigantic? “It’s like…really big –“

“Only one way to find out,” Jackson snaps, and then I gasp and burst out laughing again as he dips low and tucks his shoulder firmly into my waist, wrapping an arm around the back of my knees as he stands up and briskly reaches out to flick off the shower.

“We didn’t even wash our hair!” I shriek, still laughing so hard I can barely draw breath.

“Fuck washing our hair,” Jackson snarls, striding from the bathroom soaking wet and not even bothering to grab a towel. “I have other things on my mind.”

I takes half a second for Jackson to cross to the nook, where he carefully tips me from his shoulder and laughs with me as he catches me in his arms and then lays me out quite gently on the sheets, my soaking head against the pillows. But everything becomes a great deal less funny a moment later when he climbs onto the bed with me and slips a hand under my hip, turning me over onto my stomach.