Alpha's Faire

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"Jexanna." His breath tickled the surface of her skin. She trembled against him. "Don't make me wait." He growled softly into her ear before giving her earlobe a gentle tug. Her fingers dug into his neck and he growled in response.

His entire body was pressed against hers, skin to skin. Every curve was taut against his. Her soft breasts were rubbed against his chest as his fingers brushed against her core, teasing her by slowly toying her entrance. She gasped against him, whimpering as he continued to play coy. It wasn't until she arched her back, pressing her supple bosom against him that his fingers entered her being. She released a soft moan, biting her lip.

"Tell me, say that you want me to continue. Say that you want this." He teased, breathing into her ear. Jexanna released a whimper. His fingers curled upward, stroking her satin inside. Goddess, she felt sensational. It was soaking wet, ready to receive him. Her walls tightened and clenched around his fingers. Goddess. His first instinct was to take her, right then and there, to feel her hot core engulf his large member. But he wanted her to say that she wanted this. That she was alright with this. Because once he slid inside her, there was going back. If she wanted to stop now even, it would be difficult. But he needed to know that she didn't just want him physically but emotionally as well.

"Raphael." She groaned as he moved his fingers once more, stroking her silken core. Her sapphire eyes glanced at him, dilated with desire as she released a soft moan into the atmosphere. Lilac and lavender locks were strewn out across the bed. "Please."

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Raphael's eyes popped open and he groaned, bringing his fingers to his eyes. It was a fucking dream. The third fucking dream today. The previous night was filled with them. Dreams of a certain half-faire writhing underneath him. And it irritated him to no end. He wasn't a schoolboy. He wasn't inexperienced. He had just closed his eyes for a single moment in an effort to gain back some sleep lost due to these damn fantasies. And Raphael ended up back in the same place. Annoyed, confused, and with a painful hard-on that never seemed to stop.

"Fuck." Raphael interlocked his fingers with his burnt umber hair. "This is unprofessional as hell."

He tried to get it together by looking around the room. He had been assigned to Aerin Trellis and his mate's apartment. It was the largest on campus, with 3 bedrooms and an additional office which he was now in. Silver eyes scanned the room as he tried to find anything to distract himself. The black and white paintings on the walls, the large ass window behind him, the silver and gold bird paperweights, anything. But then they stopped on the fucking red cabinet in the corner of the room.

Raphael wanted to scream because that cabinet wasn't full of office supplies or paint. It contained various kinds of rope, hand-cuffs, and fucking whips. The biggest question wasn't why they were here on campus. Aerin Trellis's mate was heavily pregnant. Whips were probably a no-go. But the most confusing thing was why wasn't this in the bedroom?

"Ugh." He groaned. "Fuck it." He glanced at the clock. Jexanna would be coming to see him very soon. Raphael released a growl of frustration. He needed to let some of this energy out. Raphael scribbled a note to Jexanna on a post-it and slapped it on the apartment door.

He couldn't remain here. He needed to run, hit something, to work out some pent-up energy. There were a few gyms, weight rooms, and workout centers in the dorms. But with the campus surrounded by a forest, Raphael decided that it would be best to spend time outside. Especially given the fact that he would be basically in lockdown once patients arrived. He couldn't transform into a wolf, not until his meeting with Jexanna was completed. Raphael's eyes went immediately to a stack of wood that resided behind the Rhodes Academy. There was a small wood chopping station. Its load had been abandoned mid-construction.