Defy The Alpha(s)

Chapter 361: I Am Not A Monster

"Why can’t you sleep with me?" Violet was on her feet now, walking toward him.

"No, please stop." Asher halted her as soon as she got close. "Don’t come any closer."

Violet frowned. "I don’t understand. Why don’t you want to sleep with me?" She swallowed. "Is it my body? Is there something wrong with it? Something you don’t like? Or don’t you want me anymore?"

"Fuck. Shit. It’s not you. It’s me."

"What are you talking about?" Violet was concerned now. If it wasn’t her, but him, then...?

Her eyes widened. "By chance, do you have performance problems?"

"What?"

Violet’s gaze raked down his body. "But that doesn’t make sense. You’re not little or something." Her face flushed. "And you don’t have issues getting it up either. Or is it you can’t release?"

Asher stood dumbfounded for a beat, then groaned. "No. It’s not that."

He dragged his hands down his face, then looked at her with pain in his eyes. "You were in my head last time. Remember?"

Oh, she remembered. No child should’ve had to witness that kind of abuse.

Violet only nodded.

Asher looked like he would rather drop dead than revisit that experience, but he forced himself to speak. "You recall that specific scene where Henry taught me a lesson about women?"

"Oh God." Violet felt her stomach twist. She already knew where this was going.

Asher looked at her like she was some sacred goddess. "From the first time I saw you, Violet, I’ve wanted you. Desired you. I’ve dreamed of this day. But then..."

Violet swallowed, bracing herself.

stuck there. He fucked my head up and

his wrist before he could hurt himself. "Don’t.

eyes. "Don’t destroy yourself over that monster. He doesn’t deserve it. If you’re not ready, that’s

"I just don’t want to hurt you. What if I turn out worse than

face in both hands, firm. "Listen to me, Asher. You are not Henry. And you never will be. Do you

his darkness inside me. He raised me to be like

makes us human. But you get to choose what you do with it." She looked him dead in the eye. "Do you want

his

kind of monster, then let

thing as good

his face. "They’re just not

down his back, until she reached the towel tied at his waist. She felt him stiffen and let

you trust me,

do," he murmured. "With

wicked smile. "Now here’s what we’re

his nipple, watching the shudder that rolled through him. "Henry got in your head? We’re going to evict him. How? I’m about to go down on you, Asher,

chant is, ’I’m not a monster like my father.’ You’re not stopping until you believe it. If

Asher said, breathless but smiling. "I’m

the Asher I know." Violet smiled sweetly, and at the same time, yanked the towel from

authority. "We begin

monster like my father,’ even as her hand wrapped around his

felt so good. Asher thought without missing a beat in his chant. He was a master of control and precision, traits his father had drilled into him from a young age. So yes,

as his muscles contracted under her touch, Asher kept saying

Violet said, "Look at me. I want you to look at me, Asher, while I take you. I want this moment burned into your memory, to replace that

was hunger and raw desire burning in Violet’s eyes as she took his full length

Dear lord, have mercy.

head lolled back, a shudder tearing through him as his chant slipped—

had a mouthful of Asher, and that was exactly the point. She wanted him to lose the iron grip he had on his control, to drown every doubt and fear in pleasure. That trauma would have no place in his life.