Alpha Asher by Jane

Alpha Asher novel By Jane Doe chapter 13
“You thought I was going to fk you?” Alpha Asher’s rough voice was questioning as he looked down at me. “Only good girls get fked, Lola.”

Something flashing in the depths of his eyes made me gulp. If he wasn’t going to f**k me, what did he have planned?

Alpha Asher grabbed the belt that bound my hands, yanking roughly as he pulled me over to his office chair. The belt pinched my wrists, and I bit back a whimper that threatened to escape my lips.

Alpha Asher sat down in his chair, pulling me until I stood in front of him.

“Remove your pants.” Alpha Asher’s honey gaze was flecked with black, his voice even and calm.

My stomach lurched and a warm heat flooded my face.

“Is he serious?” Maya hissed.

I clenched my legs together, trying to hide the obvious smell of my arousal. Something about Alpha Asher taking charge, allowing the most primal part of him to show, was incredibly seductive. Nonetheless, I placed a defiant stare on my face. While excitement and allure churned in my gut, I refused to be thrown around without putting up a fight. Alpha Asher wanted obedience, he would soon learn that his punishments encouraged the opposite.

“I will not ask you again, Lola.” Alpha Asher’s voice had turned deadly, a low growl lingering in his words.

Another annoying pang of excitement ran through me. Defiance had come naturally for me, and I relished in my independence. Once I had learned to truly defend myself, the submissive and quiet part of me had died.

I clamped my teeth down on my lip, a habit I had formed over the years. Alpha Asher’s reaction was near instantaneous. His eyes had darkened and flickered down to my lip.

“Stop that.” Alpha Asher snapped, sending another rush of excitement through me.

I let my eyes grow wide, a picture perfect look of innocence clouding my features. I looked down at Alpha Asher and batted my eyes.

“Stop what, Asher?” I gaped innocently, running my teeth across my soft lip.

A low snarl sounded from Alpha Asher’s chest as he grabbed the belt that bound my hands and yanked me forward.

“You just had to call him Asher.” Maya grumbled and rolled her eyes.

I grinned innocently, “Oops?”

I stumbled forward and my bound hands connected with Alpha Asher’s chest. I was extremely aware of how hard his chest felt beneath my hands.

“Let go of me.” I growled, my core clenching as Alpha Asher gabbed fist fulls of my shorts.

Alpha Asher glowered at

left my lips as Alpha Asher ripped my shorts from my body, dropping them to the floor. He moved

as I was

what the hell he was going to

yanking my head back so I locked eyes with

were pulled forward as Alpha Asher hooked his belt to the side of the chair, keeping me locked in place. A familiar pressure began building in between my legs at the thought of him touching my bare

speak, to let out some snide remark when a sharp sting ran

low and husky as I

could see Asher’s hand lift and slam down

It was er*tic to know Asher was getting off on spanking me. Whether he admitted it or not, he wanted my disobedience. He wanted a reason to punish me, to exert dominance

to be scratched. The

my lip in a whisper, my resolve finally cracking. My body ached under his touch, and

was rough and husky, only encouraging the wetness between my thighs.

right there, on the cusp of my lips. They were begging to be spoken, and yet I wanted

against my stomach, sending heat rushing to my core. His body was responding to my own, wanting

fingers tangle in my loose hair, yanking my head back so

smirk formed on his chiseled face, while victory gleamed in his eyes. A frustrated whimper nearly left my lips when

Alpha Asher’s voice was hard, his face an emotionless mask that left

word left my lips quietly, fueled by my desire for more. I would’ve admitted anything in that

burning into my own. “I

wide and my face flushed, I was sure he could see the lu*t pooling

eyes had softened infinitesimally, but his voice

lap, hastily yanking my shorts back in place. I flinched at how sore my

satiated. While part of me scrambled to find some way to get Asher to continue, my pride felt wounded. I told him I would be good, and the thought of being

up in a smirk, making him look handsome

from Alpha Asher’s office, desperate to clear my head. I could only pray the scent of my arousal hadn’t flooded from his office, letting the rest of the pack house know exactly

usual, and I truly hoped the other night was

front door, the three of us

another group for patrol, stationed on the

to a part tomorrow.” Breyona shrugged, as if it

We could do both easily and return to work the next day. It took far too much alcohol to get a werewolf drunk, and when it did happen it wasn’t a pretty

at Breyona, noticing Mason was equally invested in the conversation.

Chelsea’s birthday tomorrow night and half of the