Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
They had gotten in the tub and sat down with her back against his chest, both ignoring the obvious confirmation of his desire that was pressed against his stomach between them.
Alice had laid back against him. The soft breaths she took and gentle moans she let out confirmed for him that the warmth of the water had already begun to do its job. He was pleased to know that her pain was even slightly lessened.
But as soon as he began to wash her, as his hands touched her skin with the soapy water, the mood started to change. A blush had crept into her cheeks, and her soft breaths and gentle moans had become shorter and deeper.
Axel was already struggling, but when he saw how she bit her lip and turned to his throat, and he could feel her hot breath, he was nearly undone.
As her soft, wet tongue traced along his throat and then she bit him, Axel clenched his jaw with a sharp breath. He wanted to capture her lips and shove his tongue into her mouth. He wanted to taste the sweetness of her tongue and feel the heat of her desire.
“Don’t let me distract you.”
The devilish way she said it as she pressed soft kisses against his skin. Axel closed his eyes. He had come here to apologize and work through all that had come between them.
If he lost control and attacked her now, would they be able to have that conversation? Would they be able to talk it out and understand each other? He worried he wouldn’t be able to explain if he gave in to his hunger for her now.
“You should really be more focused, Alpha Axel.”
But as Alice continued to kiss his throat and torment him with her taunting, Axel took short breaths. And as he tried to focus his mind, he couldn’t help but wonder if they weren’t already talking.
Words were weapons to Alice. Riddles and games, twisting and turning off the tongue to trick and trap her target. She didn’t trust them. They were too easy to say, much harder to do.
Actions were the language that Alice understood.
Expressing herself through words was difficult.
Often, she found herself misdirecting and playing games with her words purely out of habit and instinct. Words were meant to be false. They were meant to cause chaos and confusion. That was one of her earliest and most ingrained lessons from Holden.
It was difficult to lie with your body. To keep secrets or hide what you felt. The body was honest if you knew how to listen to it.
Throughout her time as the doll, Alice had been forced to do many things to herself and to others. Her words were perfect, designed and decorated to fit whatever tale she was spinning.
Her actions were choreographed and programmed. Her body was not her own. But, having no control and no honesty from the shell she lived inside of made it that much easier to recognize the lies and misdirection of those around her.
A forced smile, a gentle recoil, a slight shifting away from or toward another. There were others, pain indicators, threatening postures, favoring to try and hide a wound. All of them were familiar and well-known to Alice.
Corrine spoke with confidence and strength. She was composed and dignified, always. But her lip quivered, and her eyes shook at the mention of Selene. And though she always kept a smile when she spoke of Wyatt, her hand would casually move to her chest as though she were covering a wound.
Peter was snarky and sarcastic. He called Myka names and often told him to leave him alone. But he watched his lover carefully. His breath hitched when he felt him nearby. Whenever Myka left, Peter always took a step toward him as though he wanted to follow.
Actions were the language that Alice understood.
As time passed and Selene continued to ignore the pain her body screamed, Axel’s words began to differ from his actions.
That was when Alice became uneasy.
When he said he was fine, the dark circles under his eyes and the increasing weight of his shoulders told another story.
When he told her that the report from Moonguard was good and he had approved Selene’s mission, he swallowed and fidgeted while his lip was swollen and red from the frequency of his nervous chewing.
And when he told Alice about what Selene had done. He said he was sure she had believed she could protect them and hadn’t intended to put the children or Myka at risk. His tears, the absolute shame in his eyes, and the weakness in his body as he said those words made it clear that even he did not believe them entirely.
But it wasn’t until she saw his bruised face when he returned from speaking with Peter that Alice realized how she felt. When she saw such an honest display of emotion.
Peter had not held back or hidden or lied.
Alice was devoted to Axel. She knew that she could never live her life without him again. If he asked her to accept his lies as truth, she would.
But if she did, he would continue to wear himself down trying to believe his lies. And she would resent him as her actions became choreographed to fit the lie.
If it was only her, she would have stayed. But the babies growing inside her needed words and actions to mean the same thing. To be honest and genuine.
Spending all these days away from him, her heart ached. She was angry about Myka and the children anymore. They were fine, and they were safe.
Alice continued to stay away because of Axel. Because she saw the conflict in his eyes when they spoke, the guilt and shame of his decisions.
But after she collapsed, things had changed. When he yelled at the doctor, when he felt the movement of their children, and when he immediately reacted to her pain and carried her up the stairs. Alice felt like she was finally seeing Axel again after a long trip.
When he set her down in the bathroom, and she saw the blush in his ears as he hurried out the door, an idea came to her.
She wanted to see just how honest he would be with her.
So, that was why Alice had told him that she only wanted help washing up. And that was why as they sat naked in the bath together, she was teasing and taunting him while reminding him of his words.
“Don’t let me distract you,” she whispered against his throat, pressing soft kisses to his flesh. “You should really be more focused, Alpha Axel.”
She smiled as she felt his short breaths and the desire that flowed from him. Would he be honest with himself? Would he tell her he couldn’t do it and give in to what they both needed? Or would he hold himself back, even though he knew it wasn’t what either wanted?
“You’re right,” Axel whispered. Taking his hands off her shoulders.
Alice swallowed, feeling a gentle disappointment. But she wasn’t ready to accept his answer. She licked her lips and took a breath.
“Am I?” she smiled. She opened her mouth and gently bit him before sucking lightly on his throat.
“Yes,” Axel said, dipping his hands into the warm, soapy water. “I have to focus on what you need.”
He lifted his hands, bringing them just over her chest, and spilled the water over her.
Alice gasped as the water flowed over her breasts. She looked down as his large, firm hands cupped her breasts and began to massage them. She drew a sharp breath and closed her eyes, swallowing as the jolt of pleasure moved through her body.
She turned her head away from his throat as she took several short breaths and licked her lips.
“What… what are you doing?” she whispered through soft pants as his thumbs gently rubbed against her nipples.
His hands didn’t stop as he turned and looked down at her. Alice gasped when she saw the dark, lusty gaze in his eyes.
“Exactly what I promised,” he whispered. “I’m washing your body and taking care of your needs.”
Alice took a deep breath as the heat in her body suddenly grew.
Axel moved one hand down onto her thigh as the other continued stimulating her breast. Alice arched her back toward him as his strong hand squeezed her thigh.
“Just lay back and relax, Alice,” Axel whispered in a heavy voice as his hand moved toward her center. “I won’t get distracted anymore.”
Alice let out a thick moan as his fingers slipped into her folds.
Her senses slowly returned to her from the darkness of sleep.
First, there was the soft thumping of a heartbeat not her own. Next was the rich, velvety sweetness of his scent through her nose. Then, the warmth and firmness of his flesh against her cheek. Finally, as she opened her eyes, she saw the loose strands of his golden hair across his chest mingling into her brown curls.
As he took soft, sleepy breaths, her head raised with his chest, Alice smiled at the peaceful feeling of being in Axel’s arms again.
True to his word, Axel had washed her. His firm, rough hands had touched every inch of her body, drawing out her moans and cries as he lathered her up and rinsed her off. He had made a mess of her and the water they sat in.
But after thoroughly and completely satisfying her, he drained the tub and ran a shower. Again, he held her in his arms as the water fell over her body, and once more, he washed every part of her. Alice clung to him with her arms around his neck as he gently massaged the soap into her scalp and rinsed her hair.
He helped her out of the tub, making her sit on a small bench as he proceeded to then dry her body himself. Alice sat and watched him silently with a smile on her face.
When he was satisfied that she was dry, he put a robe on her and turned his focus to her hair.
He blotted her hair a few times and scrunched it in the towel. He ran his fingers through it, tousling it back and forth lightly.
Once her hair was reasonably dry, he lifted her into his arms again and carried her out of the bathroom. She expected him to take her to the bed just outside the bathroom, but she was surprised when he carried her out and down the stairs instead.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“To bed,” Axel replied.
“What was wrong with the bed we just passed?”
Axel looked at her with a raised brow.
“You are not supposed to go up and down any stairs alone,” he said.
“And?”
“And….” he smiled. “You get snacky in the middle of the night.”
Alice smiled and laid her head on his shoulder.
He carried her into the downstairs bedroom, the same room she had been sleeping in since she started staying in this house. He sat her down on the bed and turned to leave the room. Alice couldn’t help but watch him as he walked away.
Axel wore only a towel wrapped at his waist. Though she was tired, the muscles of his back still forced her to swallow as her heartbeat picked up.
She took a breath as he left the room.
Alice reached into the nightstand, pulling out a soft nightgown. She quickly changed out of her robe and into the gown, crawling under the blankets as he entered the room once more, carrying a glass of water and placing it on the nightstand beside her.
“Hydration is essential,” he said, smiling down at her.
Alice took a long sip and turned her eyes away from him. His hair hung loose and wet, just past his shoulders, free of all the braids he usually wore it in. Though they lived together and often showered together. Very few times she saw him completely free of his braids.
Even if they showered late, he would still usually take the time to braid his hair again before getting into bed. So seeing him like this now felt like a treat just for her.
She set the glass of water back down and laid her head on the pillows, turning away from him on her side. Before she could say anything, Axel pulled back on her blankets and placed a pillow behind her along the spine. Another he slid under her belly and between her thighs.
Alice looked at him as he brought the blankets back up to keep her warm.
“How did you know?” she asked. She had only recently started sleeping with pillows around her body to ease the discomfort of her changing shape.
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