Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- emails. Answer calls. Repeat for five days and pray for the weekend. Still, she had to admit that, as Monday mornings went, this one in particular was the best by far. With a small smile spread across her lips, Ashly leaned into the warmth pressed along the line of her back. She hummed happily when the strong arm wrapped around her waist pulled her in closer before spreading a smooth caress over her naked abdomen.

A muscled torso pressed against her back, drawing a shiver from Ashly despite the heat radiating off them both. If she could just wake up like this every day for the rest of her life, she would die as a happy omega. Ashly's sleepy smile only faded when she looked up and saw the time blinking at her with demanding intensity from the clock on the bedside table. Two hours before work. They had to get up. "Alex," Ashly whined, earning a grunt from the Alpha pressed against her.

She pursed her lips when a knee slid between her thighs, trying to stop her from squirming. Naturally, it had the opposite effect, pressing on sensitive places that were tender from their passionate weekend of lovemaking. "Alex," Ashly said, her tone taking on a stern note." We have to get ready for work." This time, Alex's only response was a huff. He held Ashly tighter and nuzzled his face into Omega's ---- shoulder.

Alex inhaled her scent with a satisfied groan as his lips trailed absently over Ashly's milky skin. It took some effort to wriggle around in Alex's embrace , but Ashly managed to turn in the Alpha's relentless grip. She stared into Alex's resting features, admiring how the Alpha's face softened with sleep but also waiting. Gradually, as if sensing her anticipation , Alex's dark eyes cracked open.

He stared at Ashly through long lashes with a mixture of affection and pure, unadulterated loathing. Ashly smirked. This was only the third morning they'd spent together, but Ashly quickly learned that Alex really wasn't a morning person, even after all those years. Monday mornings in particular "Alex," Ashly purred as she fluttered her lashes and graced Alex with her best placating smile.

Reaching up, she traced one digit along the Alpha's collarbones before walking two fingers gracefully down her chest. "I'm hungry, Alpha; will you make congee for me?" At that request, Alex took a deep breath. He blinked a few times before closing his eyes with a soft groan. Gently, he released Ashly from his embrace and pulled himself up, letting the covers slide from his body.

Ashly eyed the toned lines of his back, biting her lip as Alex's muscles flexed beneath his skin as he reached ---- up to rub his neck. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Alex rubbed a hand over his tired eyes before running his fingers through his disheveled hair. He turned his head, casting a glance back over one shoulder. "Do you want chicken in it or just vegetables?" Ashly settled back against the pillows, the fluffy white framing her soft features.

"Chicken, please," she said, so sweet and innocent despite the weekend they'd had. Alex nodded. There was a pause before he leaned across the mattress. Hovering over Ashly, he pressed achaste kiss to the little beauty mark just under Omega's lip before pulling away. With another heavy sigh, he proceeded to climb out of bed. Ashly smiled to herself as she followed the line of Alex's broad shoulders out of the room.

They'd only spent two full days together so far, but Ashly already had Alex figured out in some respects. The Alpha was so domesticated that he was entirely willing to cater to his Omega's every need. It was as if Alex unconsciously wanted to prove to Ashly that he could provide for her, that he could take care of her, and that he could satisfy her. Flopping back into the pillows for a minute, Ashly let out a contented sigh.

Her body shivered a little, and she delighted at the memory of how well Alex had ---- satisfied her all weekend long. She could get used to this.