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

Avery’s pov

Heat pooled in my stomach and in a certain place that throbbed with need. I stiffen, somehow hoping that he hadn’t noticed how my body has reacted to his possessive words. I shivered as his hot breath still fanned against my ear and my hand involuntarily drop to grab his that held my midriff.

His fingers pressing just under my belly button which made that pool of heat to dampen my panties further. Can he sense how much he is affecting me by just being near?

With my breath stuttering in my mouth, I exhaled, trying to calm my racing heart. It felt as though we were the only two in the room once more, Christian completely forgotten.

“Xade,” I breathed out, surprising myself when my tone came out like a wanton moan.

His grip tightened and he pulled my back flush against his front further, his pinky finger straying away from the others until the tip literally pressed against the waistband of my panties that I am sure he could feel even through my layer of clothing.

He turned his head slightly, the rise and fall of his chest against my back making me sigh in comfort as his lips brush against my ear more. “You want to learn boxing right?” He growled low, sounding so animalistic that I shuddered.

The little hairs on the back of my neck stood to attention and my fingers grip his hand. “I’ll teach you.” Those words come out like a silent promise of something beyond just teaching me boxing.

I gasped, biting my tongue before I let out the moan that tickled up my throat. I try to steady my breathing, my knees growing weak the longer I remain in his arms, nestled like a lover.

My pulse raced.

few feet away from us, staring awkwardly. “There’s a back room over there if you two want

my humiliation on my face. Christian nods awkwardly, looking over my shoulder at Xade before heading

to face Xade. He had been digging a hole in my back with his stare seconds ago and I’m surprised that he is

a door can’t be more intriguing than me? Not when he had

arms awkwardly, staring at him and waiting for those blues to sweep back

Avery. Don’t get so distracted by his stunning

doing.” I pointed to the back rooms where Christian had disappeared. “I’m sure

them. ” If you have no classes at six a.m tomorrow, be here on the dot. And then we’ll figure out a schedule to work with since we

way over to the punching bag once more.

more than just cold words. He can go from hot to cold, and I rather his hot

tensing and he turned back to face me. My breath hitches, sticking in my throat when his blue eyes meet

properly. My tongue grows heavy and I don’t know how to respond without making a

don’t be late.” He said firmly when he noticed I am tongue-tied and had no

bag. As the sounds of his grunts and fist hitting the bag echoed in the air,