Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 26

LEAH

I feel something warm and soft beside me.

I roll slightly and open my eyes.

“You again,” I grumble.

But I smile.

Aaron’s terrifying wolf is basically a big puppy.

He gives a reprimanding growl then nudges me more. I lift my arm so he can lay beside me, and then I let my arm drape over his body, so I’m holding him.

I’m on the floor in front of the fireplace. Not too near that the heat is overwhelming but not so far that the drafts from the windows and door make it too cold.

Although with Aaron here now, I don’t have to worry about that.

His wolf is so warm, and the big beast does like to cuddle.

It’s a cop out-maybe even for both of us-but in his true form, I don’t have to ha te him, and Aaron doesn’t have to pretend to

keep his distance.

We can have moments like this.

No talking. No fighting. Just close.

I drift back to sleep, wishing I could stay here forever.

In the morning, I’m warm. My skin is overly hot and I try to move away but can’t.

I go to shift my legs, and realize one of them is anchored over Aaron’s hip.

He’s awake.

Watching me.

Growing harder by the second where he’s pressed against the junction of my thighs.

I gasp.

mo uth sl*nts over mine, his

first instinct is to

Aaron won’t force me.

my choice in

I close my eyes and kiss him

Part of me doesn’t care and

what

there’s no more

and taste and the incredible friction of two

padded boot on my ankle. I feel the clasp release on my bra and then that and my shirt are being drawn over my

me. Soft kisses. Teasing kisses. His lips are full and his tongue mimics what our bodies long to

to my hips and back again, each time dipping closer

me

not to move,

growls against

the next instant, he rolls to his back, taking me with him until I straddle him. I sit up straight and rub along his

of his breath

is that he lets me set the pace. That

no control over my

in this, we are

because it brings me

ripples, the muscles in his arms and chest flex as he grabs my hips. His hands grip the sides of my

g*ds, that is

I lift up so the

Aaron groans.

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only the first inch or two, letting the thick top of his co ck notch inside my body before

breath, but doesn’t

the motion, teasing

shake.

huge length of him fills me. I shudder and

me back up and grabs my hips, he rocks me once, twice, and then I find my own motion, where the top of my s*x and that exquisite spot inside are rubbed

of approval and devotes himself

hair out of its tie because he prefers it

movements, savoring each little tremor