"I'm calling a doctor; I am not going to leave you alone," Alex replied, his phone already pressed to his ear even as Ashly growled at him, but the sound quickly morphed into a whine. "It's either that or I take you to the hospital because I can't just leave you like this." Ashly wanted to retort, but all that escaped her lips was another groan. Another pang of heat seared through her stomach. She rolled onto her side, curling up into a miserable little ball on the couch as she waited for her fucker ex-mate to call the doctor. Alex stepped into the kitchen, leaving Ashly for just a moment to make the call. He held his phone pinched between his ear and his shoulder as he searched for a glass to pour Ashly some water. The calling tone rang as he was just filling the cup. He turned off the tap when a tired voice picked up on the other end of the line. "Hello?" "Hello? Alvin? Are you sleeping?" "Alex? What's new, buddy? Why are you calling so late? And sleep? No, I am not sleeping at
Alex was stunned and silent. His eyes betrayed him. His worried gaze darkened as soon as Ashly's words reached her ears. Not even scent blockers could cover up the sharp musk of his desire. So he wasn't apathetic at all. "Isn't it the same?" Alex asked, shaking his head as if coming out of a trance. He raised a hand to grip Ashly's wrist, but she didn't pull him away. "We only just met. So isn't it the same? Aren't you mad at me? Even though I am your Alpha, I left you years ago without any explanation." 'Oh, thanks for telling me, actually." "What do you mean, Ashly?" "Thanks for telling me that you actually left me seven years ago." Alex shut his mouth again; he didn't know what to say. "That's not what I mean, Ashly; I know I did wrong and left you alone, and I know I missed many good moments of your life", Even though her body hurts, Ashly laughs. 'Yeah, sure, good moments.' Ashly chuckles as she thinks about her baby, her son Adom. "What?" "Nothing," Ashly whispered. He
Alex stripped her naked, her movements rough and aggressive, as if every second he couldn't see Ashly's exposed skin was a second closer to the end of everything. He left Ashly gasping and clinging to him. Ashly had never had another Alpha dominate her, never thought she'd want it, and never let herself want it. Alex was first, and he will last. She hated the idea of losing control—the idea of someone telling her what to do. But here in bed, with Alex tearing off her trousers and manhandling her as he covered her naked body with kisses, the decadence of it all had Ashly Omega screaming. Because they are still mated, neither she nor Alex break their bond. Ashly still doesn't understand why she didn't break their bond, maybe because of her son. Ashly hissed as Alex's fingers slid over her hips and down her thighs. His thumbs pressed along the sensitive flesh on the inner side of her wide-spread legs. Alex's gaze flickered from her hips to meet Ashly's heavy stare. The Alpha's eyes we
Recently, Sebestian discovered that his mate seems to have the habit of biting her nails. Because this kind of behavior happened occasionally, he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but as the time with Allen got longer, he found that Allen would bite her nails more and more often. Due to his previous friendship with someone who used to do the same things, Sebestian, who is good at observing, noticed that Allen's nail-biting behavior would occur about once a week, and every time Allen bites her nails, there is no special change in her emotions. It's better to say that Allen's thinking at that time was rather focused on that behavior. Because Allen did not just bite a specific finger, Sebestian judged that her behavior should not have much to do with emotional venting, so it should not have any impact. It is just based on health considerations. What about Allen? Well, he didn't like Allen's behavior, so he decided that the next time he saw Allen biting her nails, he must stop
"Do you like it?" Alex asked while staring at his mate. Ashly just blinks and doesn't say anything. "I am sorry if I disappoint you." Ashly blinks again and looks towards her ex-mate. "It's not like I did this to someone else. Expect you." "What do you mean?" "I've never had another Alpha knot me before I met you or after you left me," Ashly whispered, more to herself than to her ex-mate. There was a hint of awe in her tone. Ashly doesn't know what to feel now; she has been trying to move on with Alex, but now what? After spending a streamy session with her ex-mate, Ashly wasted seven years, and on top of that, she now knows very well that she will never be able to move on with Alex. Ashly is still lying on her back, staring up at the ceiling, her naked body exposed. Ruined sheets pooled around her waist. She was still warm, but her heat had been satisfied for the moment. It's been a year since she felt this, and she shared her heat with someone. She knows taking those peels
Ashly washed up and got dressed for work before stepping down to the main floor of her chic, ultra-modern abode. Alex was in the kitchen, standing over the stove, wearing only a pair of gray sweatpants. Ashly took a deep breath and calmed herself; they didn't talk about this. About their past and why Alex left her. Ashly didn't ask any questions of her ex-mate. They'd been apart for just one hour that weekend when Alex left to grab some things from his own home, including a change of work clothes they knew he'd need that Monday morning. Ashly was fairly certain that this was the first time they hadn't been completely naked since then. Ashly bit her lip, unable to keep her eyes off the Alpha's well-formed torso. It's not like she is checking on her ex-mate, but Ashly simply can't help. Her heat had died down, but that didn't make Alex any less attractive. God, she really wished they didn't have to go into work. Alex inhaled and cast a glance towards the door, catching Ashly's scent
Flashback (Allen and Sebestian's first time): Allen and Sebestian quietly worked on their individual homework at the kitchen table, sneaking glances at one another, trying not to get caught. Allen had her pencil lightly touching her lips as she focused on the work ahead of her. Sebastian's mind kept cursing that pencil for not being his lips resting on the softness that promised sweetness to come. Allen's lips are pretty, and when they connect to his, they cause Sebestian a sensual state of intoxication. Allen gave Sebestian a teasing look when she realized what he had been looking at, causing Sebestian to look at his book and turn the page over while clearing his throat. Allen just managed a soft laugh and smile as a result of his staring. Sebestian started humming a song while tapping his pen on the book, trying to focus on the words but finding himself unable to do so. He gives up quickly and groans while leaning his head back against the headrest of his chair. Allen laughs at thi
Flashback Continue:)) Sebestian's attention has been solely on capturing Allen's lips in the hallway, causing them to take some time to finally reach Sebestian's bedroom. Sebestian opened his bedroom door while still having Allen cling to his muscular frame. He used his side to push the door closed. Allen's mind was so lost in the bliss of the messy kisses and the grunts coming from her mate that she didn't notice her back was pressed against the closed door. Sebastian's mouth was hot and insistent against Allen, and Allen found herself unexpectedly trying to cling to Sebastian's body, arching into it, and bucking her hips into the thigh Sebastian had sneakily pushed between his legs. "Seb." She said, groaning the name with barely any space between their locked lips. Allen starts to squirm in the Sebestian hold. "Come on, hurry up." Her past sexual fantasies before Sebestian entered her life were very different from what she was experiencing now. It had her in a position of authorit