Filed to story: Hiding the Alphas Baby Novel PDF Free by Author Lia
My cheeks heat up as I glare at his side profile.
“Mommy.”? Ayla looks at me with her big eyes. Please play with Daddy. He will be good to you.”
I blink, opening and closing my mouth rapidly to come up with something.
“Yes, I will be good to you if you play with me. You will enjoy it.”? Alpha Alexander smirks.
“Please, Mommy.”? Ayla shakes my shoulder.
“Baby.”? I sigh.
“I won’t talk to you if you don’t play with Daddy.”? She huffs before sitting back in her seat.
“Ayla Baby”
“No.”? She mumbles.
“I???”
“No, Mommy.”? She folds her arms over her chest, shaking her head.
I release a breath before directing my glare to Alpha Alexander’s smug face. He is such a meanie.
“Fine, Baby. I will play with your Daddy. And I will make him lose.”? I utter through my gritted teeth.
His brow lifts to his forehead as he glances at me. The heated look in his eyes makes me squeeze my thighs. He really got me addicted to him. My body reacts to the simplest of gestures.
“I love you, Mommy! You are the best!”? Ayla yells excitedly.
“I love you, Baby.”? I keep glaring at Alpha Alexander as I tell Ayla.
I will stop ignoring this man now and give him a taste of his medicine. He will never be able to make me cry again. Instead, he will be the one crying and begging me.
LAYLA
Not so surprisingly, Alpha Alexander had already talked with the school. We were just there to visit and look around. I kept glaring at him. He didn’t need to come if all we had to do was to roam around.
To think that I had to walk beside him for an hour straight and pretend to be civilized. It was absolutely torturous.
But I tolerated it because of Ayla, who excitedly went from one place to another, peeking inside classrooms and other areas. We just followed her and let her roam around because no one could say anything to the Alpha’s daughter in the pack’s school.
Now, after the tiring day, we are returning home. Ayla smiles ear to ear, and she keeps telling us how she is going to make lots of friends and then play with them. I can only smile in reply. I am not fond of socializing, and Alpha Alexander is a block of ice, so I often wonder where she got these habits.
I sigh when the packhouse comes into my view. The car rolls into the driveway and comes to a halt.
“I need to tell Shawn.” Ayla jumps out and runs inside without a moment’s delay.
I am left staring at her disappearing back. The imposing presence beside me is all too noticeable. It’s better to escape him before he opens his gutter mouth and kills my already ruined mood.
I turn to the door when his breathy voice makes me stop.
“Where do you think you are going, Layla?”
“Away from you,” I state as a matter of fact.
I pull the handle, but the door doesn’t open. My eyes almost roll back into my head. The child’s lock is on.
“You promised to play with me. And make me lose. Remember?” The voice gets closer to my ear.
I stiffen and inhale some deep breaths. I am so frustrated and angry at him that I want to scratch him. But that’s not a good option so- –
I turn to him. My breath hitches in my throat when I find his face just in front of mine. He blinks lazily as a smirk pulls at his lips. Sparks explode under my skin and start buzzing like tiny jolts of electric current.
“How do you want to play?” His breath warms my tingling lips.
I release a heavy breath and place my hands on his chest. Alpha Alexander’s eyes lower to my hands as he licks his lips slowly.
“Let’s play.” I push him away and get out of my seat to climb in his lap.
His brows rise to his hairline in surprise. I shoot him a seductive smile and settle on his thighs. Heat pools in my panties, drenching the cotton material and staining my skin.
“What are you doing?” He sucks in a breath through his clenched teeth.
Giving you a taste of your medicine. I almost blurt out but switch to show him a smile instead.
I grab his jaw and tilt his head back. His dark eyes meet mine as lust invades his gaze. The intensity of his desire reflects on his face, and he presses hard between my thighs.
“Alpha Alexander,” I say in a breathless voice before leaning in and planting my lips on the side of his jaw.
“Layla.” He groans as his hands grip my waist tightly.
I run my nose down his neck until I find a smooth spot and leave a soft kiss over it. His muscles tighten under my hold. His cock brushes my inner thighs as he shifts restlessly. His reaction makes me squeeze my thighs together. I open my mouth and suck, earning a heated grunt deep from his throat.
His hands slide to my asscheeks. His fingers dig into my flesh and make me lick his skin.
“Does this feel good?” I pull back and whisper in his ear. His stubble brushes the side of my face making me squirm in his hold while his fingers tighten over my butt.
“So fucking good.” He says in his low and husky voice.
The encouragement gives me the dose of courage I need. I kiss his neck, suck, nibble, lick, and keep my thighs squeezed. The ache increases the more his hard cock presses into my inner thighs. He is so close. What if I grind against him?
The thought sends a warm wave of pleasure down my body. Sparks intensify, leaving me breathless and panting in the crook of his neck.
“Touch me,” I whisper to him. It sounds more like a demand.
His hand leaves my butt as if he was waiting for this command and bunches my dress around my waist. I continue my way to the front of his throat, leaving my marks all over him like he always does to me. His skin is warm and tastes divine in my mouth. I can’t help but want more and lose myself in his musky scent, in his electric touch that makes me throb.
I moan as his hand slips between my panties unapologetically. His unforgiving fingers slide between my folds, going deep.
“A few kisses, and you are drenched. This is the proof that you want me as much as I want you, Layla.” Alpha Alexander murmurs in my ear.
“I thought about you. “I confess, rocking my hips as his thick fingers thrust in and out of me. My clit throbs, yearning for a little touch there.
“What did you do?” The pace of his fingers becomes relentless, and that’s what I craved. I tried going as fast as I could and as slow as possible, but I couldn’t finish.
“I touched myself.” My nose brushes his ear as a wanton; breathless moan escapes my throat.