My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) by Demiah13

Avery’s pov

There’s something about the way Xade runs his fingers through my hair while my head is on his broad warm chest that sent shivers down

my spine.

After we got done in the gym, he brought me to his apartment right. away where of course we had a second round of tangled limbs and pleasure. So much pleasure.

Now

stand

ach. He all the girls, including Melissa boasted about

ach. He really knew what he was doing and why does it feel as if he was made for me?

the way he

The thought has me jealous that he had shared himself so much with others. I pushed off his chest, resting my forearm where I could feel the soft thumping of his heart. The rhythm is soothing.

I frowned as I looked at him and he must’ve sensed the shift in my emotions because his eyes fix on mine and his brows furrowed. ” Uh oh, I know that look. Did I do something to upset you?” A wicked. teasing look flashed across his eyes. “I can make up for it.”

out like a sigh and noticing the pitch, he got

chest, my fingers now drawing weird shapes on his sweaty skin.

it too early in the relationship to? Even though I had been with Kyan, what Kyan and I had is

crazy to think considering Xade and I just

words rolled off my lips before I can even

inwardly. Did that come out st*pid? Afraid to look up into his eyes I pretend that

with that bite mark I

uncomfortable way, I looked up quickly, my checks taking on the color of a beet I am sure as I

hurt out,

da d away

even more when his gaze soften more. Il pouting. Hating that I had ruined such a calm moment

to face him. I shyly snake my eyes up. “They never mattered and I never cared. If you’re asking this because you have doubts, I will remind you

heart flips and so did my stomach. He trace his fingers on my jawbone, up to my ear and then move some of my wild hair out of

no idea the kind of grip you have over me. You

You can’t say that! You can’t love me

their wings so close to my ribcage. “Ah but I love you more than my own life Avery,” he thread his fingers through my hair, tugging the strands

to hear, but

Avery. Clumsy, madly in love with my best friend now turned boyfriend and someone who was a neat freak. I was normal, boring and just not good. enough for

used his other hand to rub the lines between my eyebrows. “Stop turning those gears in your head my love. Come

“But-