Hiding the Alpha’s Baby (Layla and Alexander’s)
Chapter 39

LAYLA Not so surprisingly, Alpha Alexander had already talked with the school. We were just there to visit an To think that I had to walk beside him for an hour straight and pretend to be civilized. It was absolutely But I tolerated it because of Ayla, who excitedly went from one place to another, peeking inside classr Now, after the tiring day, we are returning home. Ayla smiles ear to ear, and she keeps telling us how read the complete chapters for free. I can only smile in reply. I am not fond of socializing, and Alpha A I sigh when the packhouse comes into my view. The car rolls into the driveway and comes to a halt. "I need to tell Shawn." Ayla jumps out and runs inside without a moment's delay.

I am left staring at her disappearing back. The imposing presence beside me is all too noticeable. It's I turn to the door when his breathy voice makes me stop. "Where do you think you are going, Layla?"

"Away from you," I state as a matter of fact.

I pull the handle, but the door doesn't open. My eyes almost roll back into my head. The child's lock is "You promised to play with me. And make me lose. Remember?" The voice gets closer to my ear.

I stiffen and inhale some deep breaths. I am so frustrated and angry at him that I want to scratch him

I turn to him. My breath hitches in my throat when I find his face just in front of mine. He blinks lazily "How do you want to play?" His breath warms my tingling lips.

around. I kept glaring at him. He didn't need to come if all we had to do was to roam around.

torturous.

and other areas. We just followed her and let her roam around because no one could say anything to the Alpha's daughter in the pack's school. going to make lots of friends and then play with them. If you are not reading this novel on Job'n'ib.com, some sentences are incomplete. Visit Jobn(i)b.com to er is a block of ice, so I often wonder where she got these habits.

to escape him before he opens his gutter mouth and kills my already ruined mood.

at's not a good option so- -

hirk pulls at his lips. Sparks explode under my skin and start buzzing like tiny jolts of electric current.

I release a heavy breath and place my hands on his chest. Alpha Alexander's eyes lower to my hands as he locks his lips slowly. "Let's play." I push him away and get out of my seat to climb in his lap.

His brows rise to his hairline in surprise. I shoot him a seductive smile and settle on his thighs. Heat p

"What are you doing?" He sucks in a breath through his clenched teeth.

Giving you a taste of your medicine. I almost blurt out but switch to show him a smile instead.

my panties, drenching the cotton material and staining my skin.

I grab his jaw and tilt his head back. His dark eyes meet mine as l**t invades his gaze. The intensity of his desire reflects on his face, and he presses hard between my thighs.

"Alpha Alexander," I say in a breathless voice before leaning in and planting my lips on the side of his jaw.

"Layla." He groans as his hands grip my waist tightly.

I run my nose down his neck until I find a smooth spot and leave a soft kiss over it. His muscles tighten under my hold. His c**k brushes my inner thighs as he shifts restlessly. His reaction makes me squeeze my thighs together. I open my mouth and suck, earning a heated grunt deep from his throat.

His hands slide to my asscheeks. His fingers dig into my flesh and make me lick his skin.

"Does this feel good?" I pull back and whisper in his ear. His stubble brushes the side of my face making me squirm in his hold while his fingers tighten over my b**t.

"So fucking good." He says in his low and husky voice.

The encouragement gives me the dose of courage I need. I kiss his neck, suck, nibble, lick, and keep my thighs squeezed. The ache increases the more his hard c**k presses into my inner thighs. He is so close. What if I grind against him?

The thought sends a warm wave of pleasure down my body. Sparks intensify, leaving me breathless and panting in the crook of his neck.

"Touch me," I whisper to him. It sounds more like a demand.

His hand leaves my butt as if he was waiting for this command and bunches my dress around my waist. I continue my way to the front of his throat, leaving my marks all over him like he always does to me. His skin is warm and tastes divine in my mouth. I can't help but want more and lose myself in his musky scent, in his electric touch that makes me throb.

I moan as his hand slips between my panties unapologetically. His unforgiving fingers slide between my folds, going deep.

"A few kisses, and you are drenched. This is the proof that you want me as much as I want you, Layla." Alpha Alexander murmurs in my ear.

"I thought about you. "I confess, rocking my hips as his thick fingers thrust in and out of me. My c**t throbs, yearning for a little touch there.

"What did you do?" The pace of his fingers becomes relentless, and that's what I craved. I tried going as fast as I could and as slow as possible, but I couldn't finish.

"I touched myself." My nose brushes his ear as a wanton; breathless moan escapes my throat.

"How many times? "Alpha Alexander growls, his hard chest vibrating against mine.

I press my palm over his hardened c**k, which is hidden under his black slacks. He pushes his hips up, urging me to rub him.

"Every night." I bite his earlobe.

He grunts, curling his fingers inside me. His thumb presses into my c**t at the same moment. My head falls back as I come with a loud moan, and my rocking hips halt.

His fingers uncurl inside me. He continues to pump in and out softly, letting me ride the waves of pleasure. My mouth falls open, my eyes close, and I lose myself in him as the intense orgasm claims my senses.

My walls clench once more, trapping his fingers inside. I feel so full because of them. The sparks that buzz inside me drive me insane. This is his power over me. I am addicted to him, and I can't get high unless he is inside me.

I shudder, opening my eyes. His sultry gaze meets me and makes me gulp. He still has his fingers inside, and the throb is starting again. I always want more when it comes to him.

"Take out my cock." He commands, his gaze lowering to my lips.

I squeeze his cock in my palm. His eyes meet mine with a dangerous intensity. I squeeze again, earning a throaty groan from him.

Maybe he wants me more than I need him.

Slowly, I take my hand away from his c**k. The look he gives me is a mix of anger and lust. He knows what I am doing.

"No. I don't want to." I smirk.

His fingers curl inside me again. My thighs quiver, but I don't show how the little movement has made my oversensitive core ache with need.

"Don't fucking play me, Layla." He growls.

I lean in, ignoring how his fingers are making me feel, and gently kiss his bottom lip. He breathes over my lips as I move to the upper lip and plant a feathery kiss. Butterflies erupt in my stomach, making me tremble in his arms. "How does this feel, Alpha Alexander?" I lick my lips and taste like him.

Anger burns in his silver orbs like lava. Fear creeps up my spine, but something in me assures me that this man will only ever hurt me with his words. He will never hurt me physically.

"Doesn't feel good to be used, right?" I breathe, pulling away.

Contrary to my expectations, he smiles. A dimple appears on his cheek, knocking the breath out of my lungs. My heart flutters in my chest.

"When I fuck you, Mio Tesoro-you will beg me for release, but I won't let you come. "His fingers slip out of my folds softly before he pats my clit. Shivers run down my spine at the image in my head.

"I... I will never sleep with you." I stutter, pulling my dress down on my exposed thighs.

"You will, Layla. We will fuck, and you will be begging me with every thrust of my c**k in your p***y. I promise." Alpha Alexander smirks.

Something about his dangerous aura and threat makes me unlock the car and run away from him. His laughter follows me until I am inside the packhouse. This man will give me a heart attack one of these days.