Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- held back all but the tiniest of moans. Each thrust drew a breathless gasp. Alex dipped down, his hands slipping beneath Ashly's naked back and over her smooth skin. With a grunt, he hoisted the Omega into his lap. Ashly's knees spread wide on either side of Alex's hips. She bit her lip to keep from crying out as she sank into the Alpha's lap, down over her swollen knot.

It moved in and out of Ashly's body because the thick base of Alex's cock was not yet large enough to lock them together. The Omega bit her tongue to keep from screaming at the sensation as the Alpha forced her up and down over her knot. Alex buried his face in his omega neck, sucking and kissing her pale skin. As their passion crested, he scraped his teeth along Ashly's mating gland just enough to let her feel it but not enough to break the skin and lay his claim.

With a sharp inhale, Ashly wrapped herself around Alex. She gripped the Alpha's neck and shoulders as she came again. Her thighs shook uncontrollably. She could barely hold herself up off the alpha's lap. Alex had to take over. Alex's hands slipped from Ashly's hips to the rounded curve of her ass. Gripping her supple flesh, Alex lifted Ashly off his lap and bounced the Omega on his cock.

Controlling Ashly's body completely , Alex pounded ---- up into the gasping Omega until, with a final deep thrust, he couldn't pull out any longer. His knot thickened and locked them together. Gripping the Alpha tight, Ashly shivered in her Alpha, not in her ex-mate's lap. As she'd discovered that weekend, the liquid passion of Alex coming inside of her cooled the raging heat coursing through her body.

With a breathy groan, Alex leaned back against the couch and rocked Ashly's hips forward and back, grinding him on her knot as she filled the Omega completely. As he wants to claim Ashly again as his, as he wants Ashly again for himself. As he wants to love Ashly again. Ashly shook her head because of her stupidity, though. They stayed together like that for a long time, well beyond the usual lunch hour. Ashly wrapped around Alex.

Alex's hands rubbed a comforting caress up and down Ashly's shuddering spine. Eventually, the Alpha's hand came to the back of Ashly's neck. Strong fingers massaged the skin there before he drew Ashly back a little so he could stare into the Omega's eyes. Alex's gaze was tranquil , despite having just fucked her through her heat for the nth time. "Feeling better now?" Alex murmured, and he kissed Ashly's temper. ---- Ashly wet her lips before nodding. She wasn't sure if her voice would work.

"Ready to go back to work?" Alex asked her with a teasing smirk curling in his lips. Rolling her eyes, Ashly flopped his forehead back down onto Alex's bare shoulder. She let out a hot huff against the Alpha's neck before closing her eyes and cuddling up to him for a much-needed nap. Alex chuckled at his mate cuteness. They clearly wouldn't be getting much done that day. Ahalf hour later, they were finally able to slip apart and clean up in the executive washroom just off Alex's office.

Ashly got dressed and patted her hair back into place. She looked perfectly presentable and felt so as well, apart from the fact that she was going commando since she had to toss her slick-soaked underwear in the trash. But she can't do anything. Sitting on the couch after having wiped it clean, Ashly tutted. Using the front-facing camera on her phone, she stared at her own neck reflected back at her. She tilted her head away from the lens so she could see the damage that Alex had done.

Stupid Alpha.. Ashly curses when she sees a big red hickey marring ---- her neck just above her mating gland. The bruise stood out in sharp contrast to the pale skin on her throat. Ashly's cheek burned hot, but the furious blush creeping up her neck as she stared at the mark wasn't even enough to rival the kiss-reddened skin there. "Stupid Alex..." Ashly growled at her mate, not her ex -mate. Did the Alpha seriously have so little control over himself?

Marking like something only seriously courting pairs did, and sure they were fucking ; ok, they are just mates who got separated years ago; Ashly hates him; and many more things A warm hand pressed gently on her shoulder before the caress smoothed over her neck. Alex adjusted the long collar of Ashly's gray turtleneck, pulling it back up over her skin. "Look." Alex murmured, pressing a kiss to the fabric just over where the mark was now hidden. "Your shirt covers it.

No one will see." "But you'll know it's there, hm?" Ashly said as she cast Alex a glare over one shoulder. The Alpha's smile didn't dull. With a resigned sigh, Ashly shut off her phone and set it facedown on the table. "At least my clothes didn't get ruined," she supposed. "Do you have a bag to put your suit in, by the way? We can take it back to mine and get it in the laundry." Alex let out a huffing laugh as he nodded. In the rush