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.

get it out. It’s stuck there. He fucked my head up and now I’m broken!" Asher screamed, slapping his hand

his wrist before he could hurt himself. "Don’t. It’s not your fault!

that monster. He doesn’t deserve

just don’t want to hurt you. What if I turn

me, Asher. You are not Henry. And

me. He raised me to

of them, Asher. That’s what makes us human. But you get to choose what

shook his

you’re going to be any kind of monster, then let it be

thing as good

purred, caressing his face. "They’re just not very vocal

tied at his waist. She felt him stiffen and let her

trust me, Asher

do," he murmured. "With

smile. "Now here’s

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, and I’m going to suck the hell

all I need you to chant is, ’I’m not a monster like my father.’ You’re not stopping until you believe it. If you even pause mid-way, I’ll

breathless

smiled sweetly, and at the same time, yanked the towel from his waist so fast

with authority. "We

knees, chanting ’I’m not a monster like my father,’ even as

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, he trusted his

as his muscles contracted under her touch, Asher kept saying the

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

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

Dear lord, have mercy.

him

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. Not tonight.