Chapter 90

Alpha Doyle

 I woke up in the early hours of the morning to a raging hard on in my pants. I looked over at Lena’s peacefully sleeping form, and needing some relief, I tried to wake her up.

“Hey, Love,” I whispered, “Love, Lena… Baby… Lena. Damn, you’re a heavy sleeper,” I whispered placing a kiss on the tip of her nose.

She groaned, rolling over, and burying herself under the blankets. “Baby, can we have sex?” I whispered.

“Babe, it’s too early, go back to sleep,” she murmured sleepily.

“Lena, baby, please. It is four in the morning, and I have the mother of all morning wood in my pants. It hurts,” I whined, my voice sounding like that of a horny teenager even to my own ears.

“Well then use your hand baby, that’s what you used to do before you met me isn’t it?” she whispered, sounding amused at the situation I was now in.

I groaned but didn’t bug her further about it as I rolled back onto my back. Slipping my boxers off I