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

Avery’s pov

I held my breath, fire coursing through me. He ignited a fire within me, a fire that he alone could quench. I swallowed.

Xade’s fingers trace patterns on my stomach, his pinky wandering close to the waistband of the purple workout tights. I moaned low as it teased its way between the material, playfully tracing the waistband of my panties.

“You’re a tease,” I breathed out, unable to unclog my mind to focus on the task at hand, which is to not turn around and throw myself at him and beg him to take me.

Since when do I have such reckless thoughts?

I’ve been so horny since meeting him. It’s like he stirred some kind of heat, a burning fire that I want him to smother.

He chuckles low and takes a step back after releasing me. His laughter was seductive, a low rumble that I could feel right between my legs. I finally take air into my lungs but I fight to get my composure back.

“Let me see you jab.” He utters and I try to ignore the ache between my legs.

He was dangerous to be alone with. I can’t focus on anything other than him. How am I supposed to learn when I want him to consume me? What had I been thinking for making him be my trainer?

My hands move into fists and I attempt to execute the jab he instructed.

“Not bad,” he said, breaking me out of the cloudiness of my mind. “But needs more weight. You have a long way to go.”

the shivers that ran

once more and the small little hairs

at

more force into it,” he said, coming closer and fixing my hands.

and my heart pounds.

my words, my body humming with his close proximity. “Take a

in his voice. He

my cheeks so hot I may need

takes a

to. “For now,” he added low, and perhaps he said it so low so I wouldn’t have heard. But I

awaken inside me and send a jab in the air. “Good, better,” he

instructed as he steps around to face me. His eyes are set on my every move,

weight into the jab and he nodded in approval, a smile growing on his lips. “You jab as though you’re

as my neck tingles. “I have a demon. In my dreams. He comes in my dreams to choke me.” I looked at Xade. “I don’t want

thick, and his blue storms soften. “Choking you?” He steps forward and I stand straight, sighing as I drop my

haunted me for more than a week now,” I murmured. “It’s always the same guy, trying to force himself on me,”

not sure why I am telling him this, but it feels relieving to let him know. There’s something about him that makes me feel as though I can trust him with

looks at me with worry. “Is there anything else you