Call me Alpha

Chapter 41: The Cure

Ashira's POV

My breath hitched when I felt his hand on the waistband of my jeans, teasingly tugging on it while his other hand gently squeezed on my thigh. My body temperature increased and I feel hot all over despite the cold shower I had.

"Aiden..."

"Hm?" he breathed on my hair. "Or I could just use my claw and make a slit right...here." he trailed his fingers down the front of my jeans to where my throbbing womanhood were.

"Oh!" I moaned silently when he dipped his finger right where my wet entrance is. I held on his arm and clutched on his biceps like that would stop him at all.

I heard a deep grunt escaped his throat and that only meant he's on his edge. I knew his patience was normally a short thread but when it comes to our physical interaction, it's impossibly no thread to stop him. At all.

Sounds of utensils cluttering at the kitchen made my senses shot up. I held his hand and pull it away from my aching folds.

I saw that his claws are already out and my eyes widened from the realization. He was serious!

"You got to be kidding me!" I laughed and yelped when he bit a part of my back skin. "Aiden!"

"I'm determined to cut those tight hurdle, Ash." he whispered.

I laughed again from the way he was acting right now but deep inside, I'm freaking out! He would do that just to... Oh, god.

"We can't. It's too early for that."

He grunted.

"There's no time for it, baby."

I laughed. He's so cute when he acts like this.

"You're crazy." I said chuckling. I bit my lip when he pulled away to look at me. His forehead was in a knot and he looked triggered of something. Confused, I raised a brow at him.

"Oh, yeah?" his voice was challenging, somehow. Then he shifted on his seat, scooped me in his arms and carried me bride style.

"Wha-"

"You'll regret you called me crazy." he grinned and started walking.

I yelped in a high-pitched voice when he adjusted the way he carries me while still walking. "Whyyy! Where are you taking me?"

He looked at me with the look like I'm being funny. "You're seriously asking me that? I'll show you how mad I am, what else?" Aiden even rolled his eyes and smirked.

I almost fainted.

We entered his office and he kicked the door close once we're inside. He let me go and dropped me on my feet, his hands never left my skin as it settled on my waist. My top is crumpled up so I could feel how the heat of his palm intensify.

"You're crazy." I whispered again. His face was so close with mine and the oxygen left my lungs from mixed excitement and panic. I'll never get used of his bold moves. It's clouding my head a lot that I couldn't think straight or of anything.

He growled and pulled me closer to his body. I could feel his hardness on my navel, and his lips on mine are less than an inch now.

"With you, I am."

He claimed my lips after a soft low growl, crushing his lips hard on mine like he longed to do that for a while. I moaned when I tasted his mouth but responded right away.

I felt his fingers dug on my skin, pulling me even closer, dragging my body nearer like he wanted me to be absorbed by his large frame.

His hands moved to the small of my back, trailing lower until it tugged on my waistband. I'm dying from anticipation of what he'll do to me. I yearned for his touch, for his kisses, for his everything. And this slow rough torture he's giving me takes my breath away. For real.