He’s an Alpha She doesn’t Care novel Chapter 79

Wynta

She was just laying there on the bed. The sun was going down, and the room was gradually getting darker. Jared was stretched out on her bed next to her. The man could it seem touch, taste and eat for hours without giving into the need to actually have s*x or obtain a release for himself. Not once had he c*m.

He got all riled up and she knew it, but he just took a moment for himself to calm down before smiling at her once more and starting all over again. Right this very minute he appeared content and relaxed. He had been lying on his side just watching her, a smile on his face for the past five minutes now. Happy with how the afternoon had gone, she knew. Although he’d not had his hands on her for the past five minutes, he was actively, she thought, letting her calm completely down.

“You look tired, Wynta,” he murmured softly “Do you need me to leave you alone?” he asked, and she heard the amusement lacing his voice. He was challenging her to say yes, knowing it would mean that he won.

Her face turned towards him and her eyes looked right into his, he was going to have her scream herself hoarse, and she knew it. She’d practically done that now, she’d cried out and screamed in pleasure so many times she didn’t know if she could take anymore. She had simply refused to allow herself to scream his name was all. But had done as he’d asked, and not held back, just allowed the pleasure of his touch to fill her up and then practically drowned in it.

His hand reached out, and his fingers gently pushed some of her sweat–slicked hair back from her face and tucked it back behind her ear, “I’ll go if that’s what you want.” He murmured, though even as he spoke his fingers trailed lightly down her neck in a soft caress, that sent a shiver through her body.

He saw it and his mouth quirked a little more, he seemed to understand she liked his touch, but it was unlikely that he understood his touch was always so damned good against her skin. That it almost felt like her skin was alive, she’d never really felt anything like it before, every touch and kiss was burning hot against her skin.

She felt like a real she–wolf when he touched her, something that deep down she actually did crave to be, but hid that fact from everyone because what good was it? She knew she was wolf–less, and she was resigned to the fact she was wolf–less, and had been now for a long time, but this one, Alpha, made her want to be something else, made her want to be whole; a true wolfen folk.

She’d heard his words about the difference between one that was truly wolf–less and one that was without wolf, and for the first time ever she wondered if he was right. She wondered if she was just without wolf?

Though again, he’d said only after marking and mating would a wolf come forth, if she was to get one. This man was never going to do that, only would he claim a Goddess–Gifted that was his pack’s law of ascension. He wasn’t about to go giving that up for her, and she wouldn’t ask him to either; even with how his touch felt against her skin.

Even though right now as tired as she was, his touch on her skin and his words just now told her he would be more than happy to taste her once more. She knew that he was Alpha–blooded and could likely pull on his bloodline to do this to her all bloody night long.

But right now, if she told him to go, that she was tired and needed him to let her rest, he’d win the bloody game. But if she told him she wanted him to stay, could she really handle any more from him?

He’d asked her before if she thought she could handle all of him? And right now she was starting to come to an understanding of what that actually meant. He’d never actually lied to her about liking delayed gratification. She understood right now in this very moment he could likely do this every day, for as he’d stated, months on end.

His lazy smile turned into a sheepish grin. “Debating with yourself about losing, aren’t you? I, an Alpha blood, willingly submitted to you today, but you can’t seem to do that yourself.” He chuckled softly. “So very stubborn.” He trailed his fingers along her collar bone. “Just admit to defeat, sweetheart, it’s just once… I’ll get you to scream my name at some point. It doesn’t have to be right now, if you can’t handle anymore.”

A part of her really wanted to tell him she was exhausted and just wanted to curl up and go to sleep, but another part of her stubbornly wanted to refuse to submit to him, she didn’t want to lose the game she’d started. He laughed softly, and she knew just from that one sound he understood she wasn’t willing to admit it, likely could see it in her expression.

His hand cupped her face. “No rest for the wicked then.” He murmured and leaned over and kissed her long and slow, and Goddess, a part of her, wanted it, even now as tired as she was. There was an ache inside of her body that just needed to be satisfied.

He was right this minute, touching her, and she bit her lip as his mouth moved up her neck trailing hot kisses until he got to the sensitive skin just below her ear, and she gasped as his mouth was suddenly all hot, hard and demanding. Her hands gripped onto his shoulders as her eyes closed, Goddess he was going to have her again, and she knew she wasn’t even going to be able to say no.

Then he just leaned back away from her, and his eyes lingered on her neck for a long moment, and his mouth curled into a smile, before moving to hers, and she realized just what he’d done, left a love bite there for her to see, and she knew it, though it was on the same side as the one she’d gotten last night, thankfully. She already had one on her inner thigh, which was easily hidden, but these ones, would not be. The man was utterly crazy, it seemed.

“You go shower, and I’ll let you do that on your own,” he murmured, as his eyes roamed over her face, “Though next time, probably not.” He smiled at her, and then just stepped back and slipped his hand into hers and tugged her along to her bathroom. Where he reached in and turned her shower on. “I’ll order you some dinner. Do you like Chinese food?” he asked.

“Mm,” she nodded. “I do, Szechuan chicken, but instead of fried rice, can I have rice noodles?” she asked without much thought as she stepped into the shower.

His hand curled around her arm, and she turned to look at him, only to find his mouth on hers once more, soft and gentle. “Yes, you may have anything you want.” He told her, cupping her face.

She bit her lip and felt heat rise up into her cheeks as she realized what she’d just done, she’d just spoken to him with ease, as though answering him was the most natural thing in the world; like he was… her boyfriend.

Jared chuckled softly. “I’d better go, sweetheart, or you’ll get no rest at all,” he told her, and she watched him walk out of the bathroom, and pull the door shut, that one thing had seen him turn slightly to grab the door handle, and though his eyes hadn’t been on her, she’d seen he was fully aroused once more.

He’d made himself retreat, when he clearly had been turned on, she chewed on her lower lip as she thought about that, he’d not been when he’d walked her into the bathroom. Had her simple answering of his question, without much thought at all, turned him on? She didn’t know if it was that, or if it was just because she was naked and in the shower before him?