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He leans in, leaving his lips hovering above mine. I taste his mint breath on my lips and suddenly recall the rough touch of them on mine as he devoured my mouth right before he humiliated me.
“You won’t be going to another man.” A guttural growl rumbles in his chest.
“What else do you want me to do? I don’t want to spend my life bound to you because you can’t do the same. Men have needs. And so do women.” My throat dries as anger burns his eyes.
Danger is written in his eyes that are staring into my soul. I try to breathe but realize it’s a mistake when more of his expensive cologne and raw scent fills my mouth and nose. He smells rugged and raw masculinity. It makes my lips tingle. I want to taste him.
“Alpha Alexander,” I whisper. His hand fists the hair above my nape, igniting a fire in my spine.
“Is it about your lover?” He hisses over my lips.
“Like I said before, it’s none of your business.” I summon all my courage and frown at him.
“It’s my fucking business. You can’t fucking think about another motherfucker as long as you are mine.” His breath slithers across my lips.
“Oh, It’s about the bond. “I shudder. “I guess I should have done this sooner.”
He scowls, tightening his hold on my fisted hair. My core clenches at the roughness of his fingers.
“I, Layla Jones, reject you, Alpha Alexander- – -“
His lips seal mine before I can get the burden off my shoulders. The minty taste of his mouth explodes in my buds. His weight pushes me on the bed, on my back.
He doesn’t suck, doesn’t nibble, or try to push his tongue in my mouth. He keeps his lips pressed over mine harshly as if he is punishing me.
His lips release mine. I inhale a big breath before he flips me on my stomach and hovers above my back. My face disappears in the sheets as his hands squeeze my asscheeks and lift them back into his body. A hard bulge pokes the crack in my butt, earning a moan from me.
“What are you- – – doing, Alpha Alex-” My muffled words die in my throat when he grinds against me and groans low in his throat.
The pressure is so close to my slick folds where I need him the most, but I can’t say. I won’t. I-
I whimper as his open palm comes down harshly on my left cheek. The flesh stings. My body jerks forward before his fingers dig into my hips and pull me back to him.
He spanks my right cheek, causing my body to arch into his. I fist the sheets and try to pull my head out of them when his hand leaves my hip and wraps around my nape. He tugs at my hair, pulling me back against him. My spine curves as I roll back into his body.
“You can’t reject me until I ask you to do it. That will be my call.” His dangerous voice growls in my right ear.
My nipples harden under the dress. I try to pull myself away from the big man behind me, but his grip is too tight around my arousal and my body.
“You – You are playing with me.” I whimper as the bulge settles between my asscheeks and rubs… up and down, then up.
Oh, Goddess.
My eyes roll back in my skull. His teeth nibble on my earlobe hard.
“You deceived me. So, it’s fair for me now.” He groans after a moment.
The arousal almost makes me succumb to his ways, but my rational mind gains control at the last moment.
“It’s not. You can’t force me into anything.” I choke on my breath.
“You didn’t say no, Layla.” He whispers in my ear, bringing me to the haunting realization.
I didn’t say no. What a joke!
His hips grind into mine as wetness drips between my legs. I am so turned on that I fear I am going to lose my mind if his bulge is not pressing in the right throbbing spot.
“Say no.” Another slap lands on the side of my left asscheek. It’s rougher and harsher than the others and gets soothed by his big palm rubbing into the aching flesh.
Damn.
“Say it.” His stubble brushes my neck, causing my nipples to start aching for his aggressive touch.
Come on.
I need to say no.
His bulge slides up and down again. It’s slow but raw. He wants to take something he is not ready to accept.
Pain spreads in my chest at the thought. I bite my lower lip to cover the whimper threatening to escape my mouth. Liquid heat pools in my stomach, flowing down and down.
Alpha Alexander’s hand holding my nape starts moving to the front of my throat slowly. His calloused fingers graze my skin, earning another throaty whimper from me that I tried so hard to contain.
“No,” I utter before his fingers can curl around my throat.
“What? Say it louder. I didn’t hear it.” His voice reverberates in my chest.
“No, Alpha Alexander.” I shudder. It’s important to stop him here, or else I don’t think we will stop at all.
Silence falls. He stops moving. I expect him to force me with his Alpha tone and power like Josh would have done. He is definitely more powerful than him.
But to my utter surprise, he retreats. His grip on me disappears, leaving me falling on the bed like a lifeless body.
I clench the sheets and breathe in. My heart is beating fast and is throbbing in all the wrong places.
The door to the room opens, and then slams shut, announcing his exit.
He just – – – left?
Contrary to my supposed sane thoughts, a silly smile threatens to break on my lips. At least he is not into hurting women or forcing them… like Josh. Alpha Alexander is different and, somehow, more lethal.
But that’s not something I should be thinking about, right? He wants to make me his toy, and I won’t let it happen.
From tomorrow, I will initiate my mission to get him off my back as my broody mate.
ALEXANDER
I finish up my paperwork and lean back in my chair absentmindedly. My thoughts keep drifting to Little Miss Trouble. She feels so damn good.
I am sure this bond is taking its toll on me, but I can’t stop wanting her. I need to reject her, but at the same time, rejecting her feels impossible. The thought of seeing her with another twat sets my veins alight.
Sighing, I get up and decide to check up on my Princess. She must be asleep in her bed by now.
I walk to her room which is located right beside mine as I don’t want her to be away from me. As for Layla, her room is on the farthest left side of the house because I don’t want to keep coming across her.
Out of sight, out of mind. That’s what I am trying to achieve here.