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“Then I won’t go back unless you’re with me. I’m new at this shit,” he mutters. “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing, but I don’t want to upset you.”

It feels like he’s appeasing me, but I don’t say anything about it. As much as I want to. And boy, do I want to say a whole lot, but it doesn’t feel like the time or the place.

So, instead, I allow him to kiss me. His tongue slips into my mouth, and I accept it until he nibbles on my bottom lip as he breaks the kiss. He lifts his head, his eyes searching mine, so I decide that this is as good a time as any to let him know that I’ve met Poison.

“Met your friend Poison tonight. She made sure to lay down the rules,” I state.

At this, his eyes widen. He wasn’t expecting that. I almost laugh, but Poison and what she said, it isn’t funny in the slightest.

KING

Poison.

Of course, that bitch had something to say. She always has something to say. I’m sure she truly laid down the law for Shawn and made it seem like Shawn was a whore or some shit. Seems like something she would do. The bitch is a good lay, but fuck me, she is drama.

“I wouldn’t put much thought into anything that Poison says,” I murmur.

“So, have you not fucked her? Do you not fuck all those women down there? It’s like Vegas, stays right here, and everyone hides it from women like me, right?” she asks.

“Women like you?”

She hums. “Girlfriends, wives, your women?”

Well, she figured me and the whole club out in less than a day. If anyone said that Shawn was stupid, they would be really fucking wrong. Gripping her waist, I pick her up off the counter. As much as I want to fuck her right here and now, we have a bit more to discuss.

Shawn knows nothing about club life, and it seems I’m going to have to teach her. What I should have done is kept her away from all of this to make it easier on me, but I fucked up. I fucked up big time. She’s here now, and there’s nothing I can do about that.

“Yeah,” I confess. “That’s what fucking happens.”

I don’t know what I expect from her, but for whatever reason, I tell her the truth. I shouldn’t. I should try to hide whatever I can. Shield her from everything ugly and bad in my world. Except Shawn knows bad. She understands exactly what the fuck is going on here in this world.

She wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her straight to the bedroom. Our bedroom. It’s no longer mine. She’s put her stamp on it. She’s my woman, and she will be the only woman in that space from now on.

Once we’re in the room, I close the door behind us, flipping the lock as I set her down to her feet. She touches her lips to the side of my neck, and I use the moment to take in the room. It’s fucking immaculate.

Instead of telling her that, I dip my chin and touch my lips to hers. Gripping her waist tightly, I pull her against me, shoving my tongue into her mouth and tasting all of her. She lifts her head from mine, her eyes searching my own.

“I want to be okay with all of this, but I don’t feel that way. I don’t want to share you,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

Shaking my head from side to side, I decide that I need to tell her the truth about how I feel. “I won’t share you. And me? You don’t have to worry about that. Right now, you’re all I can think about,” I state.

“And when I’m not all you can think about?” she asks softly.

Shifting my lips to her ear, I take a moment to really take her in. I close my eyes, suck in a breath, and let it out slowly. “Then we discuss things,” I murmur.

She doesn’t like that. I can tell by the way her muscles stiffen from my words, but it’s the truth, and I’m going to be honest with her. I can do that, if nothing else. I owe her that much, at least.

“It’s you and me, sweetness. I didn’t lie about that. Nothing happened with the stripper, I swear to fuck.”

And that is the explanation she will get from me. Shifting closer to her, I touch my mouth to hers before I pick her up and carry her to the perfectly made bed. Then I lower her down onto the mattress, peel her pants off, and bury my face in her sweet cunt.

No more words are spoken.

We just feel.

CHAPTER

SEVENTEEN

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