Hiding the Alpha’s Baby

Chapter 107

AYLA

I didn't expect Massimo to take me to a VIP, private room upstairs. My breath hitches as he throws me on the bed, causing my body to bounce before it settles on the mattress. “Massimo. ” I mumble, clenching the sheets and watching him standing there, under the dim lights.

“What were you doing here, Ayla?” His face is now back to stoic and scary.

He knows I am over the panic episode, and now I am just me, with my numb body and a drunk mind.

I swallow and drop on the bed, watching him from under my lashes. “I- - -I wanted to get used to someone else's touch.”

Instantly, my ankle is snatched and I am pulled to the edge of the mattress. I try to search for any fear but only find a fire burning in my veins in the form of desire.

My back arcs off the mattress, my hooded gaze never leaving his enraged face. His jaw clenches, a muscle ticking in it.

I shouldn't, but I find it tempting to lean up and touch his cheeks, his lips, the rest of his body. “You lied when you said you didn’t want him to fuck you?” His hand closes around my jaw, making my lips pucker

out.

My breath hitches, and my back arcs some more. The ache between my legs increases until it's all I am thinking about.

“I tried but- - -it can only be you. I don't get scared when you touch me, Massimo. ” I whisper, my voice heavy with need.

“Hmm?” Massimo's hold tightens before his thumb runs over my bottom lip roughly.

Only you can- - touch me, Massimo. ” I utter, my control over my tongue slipping.

A dark emotion crosses his eyes, and his chest rumbles with satisfaction. Slowly, Massimo pushes his thumb into my mouth and clenches his jaw harder.

Acting on pure instinct, I wrap my lips around his thumb and suck. A low groan escapes his mouth.

The next moment, I am on my fours, my b**t lifted in the air. Cold air brushes against my wet panties, and my knees tremble.

“Ma- - -Massimo. ” I whimper, struggling to turn back around to watch him.

If I hadn't come there- - -" Massimo trails off and I feel his hands clenching onto my buttcheeks, spreading me open under the panties.

Another whimper and I am already pushing myself back onto him. This is so not me. But I don’t care anymore.

I can forget our enmity for some time, and enjoy the touch of a man. It is not a loss when that man is Massimo Rossi. So hot, so powerful, so dangerous.

I expect him to lower my panties and slam into me, to show me how it feels to have a man inside me but he surprises me with a spank on my asscheek instead.

the sting of that slap

fucker was dragging you away and you didn't fight back. ” His calloused

but my voice dies when

me. “I- - -I couldn't. I wanted to, I tried to- - -But I froze, Massimo. “I tell

squirm to have him there. I feel so sticky and wet down there that I think I might lose my mind if

Massimo grumbles the moment his thumb touches the aching nub under my

presses his thumb on that nub and

it. “I cry out, pushing my hips back to have

what?” I hear his voice, deep

fire in my veins burns hotter. He is as affected as me,

“I whisper

you how?” His dark

gleams on my skin under the dim

he doesn’t

closer

in my

mouth, his thumb pushes between my slit

between us that is

I blurt, moving my hips over his

stroke sends heat and pleasure down my spine. My toes curl in my heels and

Do you realize who I am?”

Yes, you are Massimo Rossi. “I cry out,

It's like if I don't have him, I might split in half. It's wild, and confusing and so

of his belt, and another wave of slickness drips

feeling his thing inside me. Will I feel as ecstatic and full as other girls in the college

ghosts my ear.

will pretend to be my all-happy, wife."

he doesn't take me tonight, I might never feel what it's like to

know how good it is, how it can make anyone lose their mind. I want to know desire, and

Massimo. ” I whisper, letting everything go so I can live in the moment with

on my asscheeks again, and squeeze my flesh so hard that a whimper tears through my throat.

again, Kitten” He pulls me up so my back hits his front and my head rolls back in his

your wife, Massimo." I whimper,

His breathing

mine, Ayla?” Massimo breathes, pressing his nose

to be. It's

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