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

Avery’s pov

His heat surrounded me, scorching me in a way that made me feel as if I was being burnt alive. As if I was an ant under a magnifying glass under the scorching sun. His scent filled my space, choking me until I couldn’t breathe..

His cold eyes. He pinned me with hatred I had never known he could give. The boy I once knew, he was no longer in the mirrors of his soul. A beast had taken over and rode his bones and flesh.

“Don’t you like it when I’m on top of you, Avery?” He tsked, pressing his palm more onto my mouth. My teeth ache by the “ce, and my cries muffle even more. The pain was excruciating.

The metallic taste of my blood filled my mouth and I know that he must’ve damaged my lips or gums with the amount of pressure he applied to my mouth. Tears rolled down my eyes and he sneered.

“Had me waiting for months! Months! Only to give it up for your d*mn best friend.” He sneered, pressing his hips closer on my thigh.

“You wasted my time Avery!” He spat. His other hand skin down my sides and make me shiver in disgust. But in his sick head he thought that shiver meant something else.

He laughed. “Your girl shivered in pleasure Xade. I guess she does like it à little rough.”

My heart thudded painfully in my chest and my breathing turned into desperate pants for air. I scratched at his arms, his face and tried to again aim for his eyes.

But no such luck I*e*s too strong, too quick

snarled, sounding more animal than man, which made a shiver race down my spine by how intimidating he

something shift in his eyes,

at least, I had her first anyway.” Kyan mocked, and move his hand to the

My gut twisted. No.

disturb us babe,” Kyan’s eyes flashed once more, losing the uncertainty he had spotted a while

because of the tears my eyes. voice was the only thing keeping me from giving up. Hearing

desperation and hatred. The

groan reach my ears. As I try to print myself into the bed to avoid him, his weight only added

my head, unable

mouth that

with

י

impossible to open my mouth under such painful constraint. Ilist weight on top of me robbed me of my breath

to claw at his face once more. His skin is marked with my nails from my assault and blood

me seize the opportunity to be free, instead my actions cost me as I made him more frustrated and irritated. His long fingers wrap around my throat and

mouth, I am restraint and cannot get enough air into my lungs. Panic sinks into my stomach