Alpha Asher By Jane Doe

Alpha Asher novel By Jane Doe chapter 13
“You thought I was going to fk you?” Alpha Asher’s rough voice was questioning as he looked down at me. “Only good girls get fked, Lola.”

Something flashing in the depths of his eyes made me gulp. If he wasn’t going to f**k me, what did he have planned?

Alpha Asher sat down in his chair, pulling me until I stood in front of him.

“Remove your pants.” Alpha Asher’s honey gaze was flecked with black, his voice even and calm.

My stomach lurched and a warm heat flooded my face.

“Is he serious?” Maya hissed.

I clenched my legs together, trying to hide the obvious smell of my arousal. Something about Alpha Asher taking charge, allowing the most primal part of him to show, was incredibly seductive. Nonetheless, I placed a defiant stare on my face. While excitement and allure churned in my gut, I refused to be thrown around without putting up a fight. Alpha Asher wanted obedience, he would soon learn that his punishments encouraged the opposite.

“I will not ask you again, Lola.” Alpha Asher’s voice had turned deadly, a low growl lingering in his words.

Another annoying pang of excitement ran through me. Defiance had come naturally for me, and I relished in my independence. Once I had learned to truly defend myself, the submissive and quiet part of me had died.

I clamped my teeth down on my lip, a habit I had formed over the years. Alpha Asher’s reaction was near instantaneous. His eyes had darkened and flickered down to my lip.

“Stop that.” Alpha Asher snapped, sending another rush of excitement through me.

I let my eyes grow wide, a picture perfect look of innocence clouding my features. I looked down at Alpha Asher and batted my eyes.

“Stop what, Asher?” I gaped innocently, running my teeth across my soft lip.

A low snarl sounded from Alpha Asher’s chest as he grabbed the belt that bound my hands and yanked me forward.

“You just had to call him Asher.” Maya grumbled and rolled her eyes.

I grinned innocently, “Oops?”

I stumbled forward and my bound hands connected with Alpha Asher’s chest. I was extremely aware of how hard his chest felt beneath my hands.

“Let go of me.” I growled, my core clenching as Alpha Asher gabbed fist fulls of my shorts.

“You should’ve thought about that earlier, Lola.” Alpha Asher glowered at me, his jaw taut.

my shorts from my body, dropping them to

underwear on, and squirmed as I was

hell he was going to

so I locked eyes with him. His hand yanked the hair tie from my head,

me locked in place. A familiar

a sharp sting

voice low and

could see Asher’s hand lift and slam down

beneath my stomach grew, the pain began mixing with pleasure. It was er*tic to know Asher was getting off on spanking me. Whether he admitted it or not, he wanted my disobedience. He

unbearable, an itch that was begging to be scratched. The scent of my arousal was thick in

a whisper, my resolve finally cracking. My body ached under his touch, and it needed more than just a

rough and husky, only encouraging the wetness

as another slap hit my backside. The words were right there, on the cusp of my lips.

against my stomach, sending heat rushing to my core. His body was

Asher’s fingers tangle in my loose hair, yanking my head back so

his eyes. A frustrated whimper nearly left my

Asher’s voice was hard, his face

quietly, fueled by my desire for more. I would’ve admitted anything in

Alpha Asher snapped, his blackened eyes burning into my own. “I

was sure he could see the lu*t pooling within them. The

Alpha Asher’s eyes had softened infinitesimally, but his voice remained

myself from his lap, hastily yanking my shorts back in place. I flinched at how sore my backside was, the simple motion of standing made my bottom radiate

between my thighs was far from satiated. While part of me scrambled to find some way to get Asher to continue, my pride felt wounded.

lesson for tomorrow, Lola.” Alpha Asher’s lips turned up in a smirk, making him look handsome and devious. “I know

pride from the floor and scurried from Alpha Asher’s office, desperate to clear my head. I could only pray the scent of my arousal hadn’t flooded from his office, letting the rest of the pack house know exactly what I

truly hoped

met me at my front door,

was stuck with another group for patrol, stationed on

I meant to let you know, were going to a

easily and return to work the next day. It took far too much alcohol to get a werewolf drunk, and

at Breyona, noticing Mason was equally invested in

Breyona shrugged, “It’s Chelsea’s birthday tomorrow night and half of the town

we go to Chelsea’s birthday?” I rolled