Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret

Chapter 98

AARON

Something’s different.

I can’t put my finger on it.

It’s Leah’s scent. Her taste, maybe?

Then I stop thinking and let my body lead. Or, more accurately, hers. She goes up on her toes so that

hot junction of her thighs vees right over me. She rocks there, working the tip of my di ck until my eyes

cross. Then I grab her as s and pick her up. She latches her ankles around my waist, her high heels

digging into my a ss.

I like that.

And the scratch of her nails down my back. And the soft moans of pleasure that escape her full lips.

She rocks up and down over me and that tiny scrap of satin between her legs needs to go. I don’t want

anything between us.

He ll, if I had my way, she’d be na ked three quarters of every day, and all day on Sunday.

Her arms are around my neck, her tongue in my mo uth.

I switch my grip to tear off her panties and her throaty little hum of approval has my balls tightening like

I’m ready to explode.

I brace my legs and on the next upward glide, and I slide her onto my c ock. I let her control the speed

and depth. The weight of her sinking down on me is its own special kind of

he ll.

“Again,” I rasp.

Like she needs to be told.

She’s lost in the moment, grinding her tight body against me, seeking out her own pleasure and it

turns-me-the-f**k-on because I can feel that she’s close. I angle my hips to rub her clit on each stroke

and her legs start to shake.

One pump then another and she’s clenching down, her body exploding around mine and me kissing

her hard to muffle the screams she can’t hold back.

Normally, I’d want to hear every sound, but she’s mindless at this moment and with so many wolves

present, I don’t think she’d want her first impression with them to be of loud s*x with their enemy in her

childhood bedroom.

See? I’m a gentleman.

When her hips start to slow and she’s too sated to keep moving, it’s my turn. I press her up against the Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

wall and piston. my hips. I leave one leg around my waist and anchor her knee over my other arm,

spreading her wider. I lower my head to graze her nipples and she starts coming again.

Each pulse of her body drags me closer to the edge and when she lets go for a third time, I follow her

into the abyss.

The aftermath isn’t our norm.

Music filters from the grounds below.

There’s a dead body ten feet away from us.

All in all, maybe not so different. She’s seen plenty of violence in the years she’s been with me. Most

wolves work hard and play hard, so this environment is relatively tame.

Not that I want Leah exposed to such things.

If I had my way, I’d keep her locked up with me.

But as her body cools I see those cursed walls coming back

up, brick by brick.

“This was a mistake, she tells

I grab her hair and force her head back. “I’ll put up with a lot

of sh it. But don’t lie to yourself. And don’t ever lie to me.”