Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 27

I make some sound.

It’s not a yes or a no or even coherent I don’t think.

“This a ss is mine, Leah.”

My brows draw together. Does he mean…

I sneak a quick glance back at him.

He nods.

I gulp.

I, uh, well, I like everything we do, but that’s something we haven’t tried.

“What if I don’t like it?” I whisper.

He grins. “I’ll make sure you do.”

But he doesn’t pull out or go there, he keeps thrusting. And maybe it’s the di rty talk or the anticipation of what he’s about to do, but I start to come.

Aaron’s thumb presses just a little more and I feel it against my inner walls and the ridges of his own co ck where he’s buried inside me.

I clamp down hard around him, my inner muscles pulsing and clenching.

The fact that I’m so turned on se nds him over the edge too.

He comes with a roar.

My breasts rub against the blanket and my body continues to pulse. It’s so intense, my eyes burn.

What this wolf does to me… I don’t think it can get better, and yet somehow, each time, it does.

I feel Aaron releasing inside me, and as he fills me, he leans over my body to kiss my neck and mo uth.

me and drags me back against him, I relish the closeness for a moment, then

to move away to get

up

me

up after s*x. It’s like my body goes into sh utdown mode. The best sleep I ever have is after a night with Aaron,

drag on my

nowhere

slowly spin around to face him.

“You going somewh

SKS.

I shrug.

a rush?”

the cabin for a distraction.

it,” he

ca ncer? He doesn’t know

bite my lip and

I sh

environment with just the two

can’t. I won’t.

what he did tonight to my

I’m done.

rises in my body, it has me breathing fast and fighting

joy I’d normally feel, I find myself losing hope.

can’t have

can’t grow old.

don’t have a wolf.

I’m…dying.

a mess and my

like he can

Maybe he can.

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