Alpha's Skin

Chapter 4

His right-hand goes into my pants, but I grip his wrist before he moves further down.

Basil breaks our kiss and gives me smirk.

"Come on, Ora,"

"Not here, not in my driveway,"

"Don't you want to make your pops mad," he says before he sucks and kisses my neck.

I pull my head back, allowing him to trail kisses down my neck.

"Basil," I breathlessly say his name. I noticed the lights upstairs are on and note figure moving between the windows.

He's watching.

I push back Basil, and he looks at me with lust brimming his eyes.

"What, Ora, you want to get out now?" he questions as he squeezes my thigh tightly. 

"Not yet," I said softly before I crawl over to him and let my legs drape against his body.

"Never fucked an Alpha's daughter, before," he says against my neck.

"Whose said we fucking," I smirk at him as I start grinding against his hardness. I wonder if that prize- the male is watching me now through windows. Even if he did, I wouldn't let Basil fuck here or anywhere.

We continued where we left off and start passionately kissing.

A few minutes later, I felt my panties soaked and I didn't like it irritating my thighs. Basil noticing my uncomfortable state and opens his door for me to leave. I crawl off his lap and leave him hot and bothered.

"Thanks for the pizza," I smirk at him before I start walking to my house.

I wave at him as he pulls out of the driveway.

I noticed the door is unlocked and it ticks my senses off. "That idiotic male leaves everything open" I hissed.

Maybe, I should have let Basil fuck me to relive the stress of living with this prize-male.

I walked into the kitchen and notice a bowl of spaghetti on the table. I went over to it and notice it was carefully wrapped to keep the warmth from leaving.

I chewed my bottom lip at the thought of August making me dinner. That means he was thinking of me when he made this. 

Shit.

I hate this feeling of him, making and providing for me. I want these thoughts to go and leave me but their never do. 

"Ahh, crap, I forgot, you got pizza with Basil," a voice comes out and I turn to meet a sleepy August. His brown locks are messing and his eyes are soft with ease as he looks at me.

"Thanks,"

"Excuse, me" a smile starts to reach his lips.

"I'm not going to say it again, idiot," I huffed out.

"I want to hear, so I can dream about it, Aurora," a large smile is etched upon his sleepy face.

"Don't play me, prize-male," I warned him before walking upstairs.

Before I left the kitchen, I could hear a soft chuckle.

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