The Alpha’s Little Rogue by Lovey Dovey

Chapter 30

Caden’s POV

I’m physically fighting with myself. Forcing my wolf to stay back and fighting the urge to slam Alessia into her bed and take her like I so badly want to.

Her licking and sucking on my neck like it’s her very own popsicle isn’t helping matters.

1 gasp- f u c k i n g gasp as her teeth sink into my skin, not deep enough that she’s marking me but enough for it to send shock waves directly to my c o c k.

Power walking into the bathroom, I place her on the counter and quickly put some foot between us. Not that it helps with my predicament because no matter what I do, Alessia’s scent keeps whiffing into my nose. It’s encompassing the whole room and I don’t know how long I can fight it.

“Undress,” I bite out, clenching my fist and fighting the desire to do it for her.

I remind myself that placing a hand on her will make all my good intentions fly right out of the window.

Alessia hurriedly peels off her sticky clothes from her sweaty body. I force myself to keep my eyes fixed on her flushed face. Looking further down will break my resolve.

Alessia kicks off her last piece of clothing- a cotton white panties which I can see in my peripheral view. Just that sight has my c o c k turning harder than steel.

She is peeping at me beneath her lashes, observing me like a predator would to a prey. “Caden,” she drags out on a breathless moan, and then I’m visibly shaking from the force I’m exacting to hold back.

Her hands slide down the front of her body and my decision of not looking at her rips into shreds. I follow her hand through the valley of her breast and watch with bated breath as her legs fall open, revealing a soaking wet pink p us s y.

I groan, gripping the front of my pants to stop myself from coming like a pre-teen.

Alessia doesn’t stop there. Her fingers slide down further until they’re pressed against her c l i t. With a moan, her head falls back on the mirror behind her, exposing her slender neck that begs to bear my mark.

My fangs slide out of my mouth, wanting to sink into Alessia’s neck.

Closing my eyes, I count to ten, thinking of the grossest thing I can come up with to take my mind off Alessia’s beautiful body laid out on the counter for me.

When I start feeling like I’ve got everything back under control, I peel my eyes open slowly, and like a dream, Alessia is still sitting on the counter with her legs spread open.

I walk over to her, quietly closing her thighs shut before I lose control of myself.

Then I pick her up again and head for the shower. Alessia hangs on my body, this time she’s biting and

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pulling on my earlobes and it’s almost as arousing as when it was my neck.

Walking into the bathroom with all my clothes on, I put on a struggle with Alessia to stand on her feet but she insistently holds onto my neck until I concede.

I turn on the shower head, placing it at the lowest temperature. We both need this cold shower.

As soon as the water hits us, Alessia squeals and jumps out of my hold, pressing her back to the bathroom wall to avoid the harsh water.

Moving closer to her, I draw her back into my hold. “You need it. It’ll help you feel so much better,” I explain, pressing her face into my chest and running my hand down her back. Being close to me- her mate- will also help reduce the ache. This much I can give to her.

“Caden, I-i-” she clutches the front of my soak-through t-shirt, burying her face deeper into my chest and making me reconsider my choices..

Is it wise to have Alessia this close to me?

“Please. I need you.” Her head lifts and she gazes into mine, her eyes shining with tears. “It hurts too much.” Her nails are now digging into my skin, leaving crescent marks that will be gone in the next minute.

“Alessia,” I grit out with a pained groan, conflicted with myself.

Alessia’s hand starts trailing again, but this time, it’s my body she’s exploring. I stiffen, holding my breath as her hand falls to the front of my sweatpants…and then she squeezes.

Before either one of us realizes what’s happening, I have Alessia back in my hold again and I’m power- walking back into the bedroom.

Alessia clothes are thrown at all areas of the room and I ignore them, heading for the big bed and swiping down the rest of her striped clothes to the floor.

I place her in the middle and shrug out of my disgusting wet clothes that are starting to dry on my body. I leave my boxer on as a last act of self-control then I’m lowering my body into Alessia’s opened arms and. locking my lips with hers.

At first, I thought for sure that my mind had blown our previous kiss out of proportion, making it into this insane make-out that I never could get out of my head.

I was wrong.

In fact, I have reason to believe that I undermined the kiss, reducing it into something less because I couldn’t bear to keep away after tasting those lips.

Alessia sighs into the kiss and her legs fall open, pressing the outline of my c o c k into her pu s s y. Event through the weak boxer, I can feel her wet p u s s y pressed into my co c k and I can f u ck i n g smell it. Can almost taste it.

What difference will it make o take a little more from her? As long as we didn’t mate or mark each other,

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the rules.

then I could have a few more stolen tastes. I just have to get my freaking c o c k under control and a b i d e by