The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 99

I worry about myself, a little, just passively, as Jackson kisses me. Because something about the way that his mouth moves against mine makes me…just…really, really stupid.

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Honestly, all logic is gone from my head all thoughts, all sense, all practicality.

It’s almost like all of my wolf’s crazy impulses which I usually think are so ridiculous come to the forefront, and they all make a great deal of sense. Because the only thing I want to do right now is strip off my clothing, and climb on top of him, and let him do whatever the hell he wants to my body – just take…complete control.

I am all instinct and impulse now as I lose myself in Jackson, as he bends me backwards, slightly, in his arms, levering his body over mine even as he holds me tight, dominating me and demonstrating in the same moment how incredibly precious I am to him.

His hand moves slowly down my side as his tongue dips into my mouth, and my hips rise up against him, seeking friction, wanting to be touched as his hand moves lower to take a firm grip on my ass. I moan, deep and shuddering, as Jackson presses me tighter against him and then lets his hand dip further in, his fingers just barely tracing the hot core of me through the fabric of my cadet uniform.

My head falls back on my neck at this touch, a panting gasp escaping my lips.

“Fuck, Ari,” Jackson growls, tucking his face against my neck and then pressing his cheek to my chest. But he moves his hand away, back to my ass and then slipping down my thigh to tuck safely behind my knee.

I lift my head, confused, foggy. I frown to see Jackson’s frustrated expression, his clenched teeth.

Slowly he shakes his head at me as I blink at him, coming back to myself.

And then I laugh, covering my face with my hands, groaning a little as I do because I can sense his emotions now, sense just how much he wants to continue precisely what we were doing just a few seconds ago.

But…he’s right. We can’t do any of that right now. Nothing has changed.

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And we have we have got to find some semblance of self–control and resist getting lost in each other. This is the Examination, after all.

“You should sleep,” he murmurs, working to clear his throat.

I laugh at the idea, rolling my eyes even as I sit up in his lap and tuck my hair back from my face, pretending to ignore the hard, thick length of him that’s now pressed against my ass. [ do my very, very best to resist the urge to press myself more firmly against that length.

Just a little bit.

the arms and lifting me bodily out of his lap, placing me gently beside him as if I’m as light

growls, glaring at me even as I can see the joy on his

leaning closer to him again, reaching to wrap my

Jackson just laughs, deep and rueful, pulling away and then getting to his feet, shaking himself from head to toe like the wolf he is. “I am…going to take a very small walk,” he murmurs, turning away from me. “And when I come back, we are going to

says – walking a little distance away into the woods with his hands on his hips. I smirk, my hearing straining a little to hear him giving himself a little pep talk about self–control, and then I lean over in our little

out in my soul in a satisfied daze. We have to strategize think about how to get him naked. Do

ruin our only water source in what

after him, wanting him back right

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body unwinds a little bit god, I

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him wait months to barely do more than kiss me in the dream state.

in the dirt? Let

and her tongue lolling from her mouth. I

too.

So…what is different?

all the hard work and Jackson’s here to reap

curious, maybe you just have…a more sexual connection with this mate. They

consider that…well, that doesn’t quite fit either, does it? Because it’s not like Jackson’s just some piece of meat with

They’re just….different.

my apple, studying it, confused but…well, letting myself be

thing before, at least not that I know of. This is new territory for everyone involved, and I suppose I’m bound to feel

wipes away, though, the moment Jackson walks quietly back onto our little plateau, apparently having gotten control of

and undeniable sense of lust. God, has he seen himself? Does he know

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shoulders shift, the grace with which he moves

Jackson moans, stopping a few feet from me and dragging his hand down

sent every

to him now.

again. “We have to be able