Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 191

Chapter 191
LEAH
I can tell the second I’ve pushed Aaron too far, but instead of being fearful or wary like I was with Tobin a few minutes ago, now I’m buzzing with anticipation, thrilling in how I can drive
my mate to extremes.
I know I shouldn’t be doing this.
I should simply walk away instead of letting Aaron insult me-implying I’m sleeping with both James and Tobin-but my need for him has reached boiling point.
My wolf is demanding her mate, and she won’t be deterred
this time.
And truthfully, I want it just as much.
All these raw things I feel-most of them caused by Aaron-it’s like a powder keg and now I think the only way it’s going to start feeling any better is if it explodes first.
Aaron is poised above me, arousal in every line of his body, on the edge of detonating, and some reckless part of me wants to find out what happens when I tip my mate over into
madness.
My dress is already rucked most of the way up from how Aaron has shoved me onto the desk and pushed my legs wide.
I hold his gaze defiantly as I bring my hand down and tug my skirt the rest of the way up, exposing the sheer red lace panties I’m wearing.
I continue holding his gaze as I slide my hand into my underwear, biting my lip over a moan the instant my fingers touch my wet, oversensitized flesh.
Aaron curses, his voice a harsh growl, and before I’ve barely done anything other than stroke myself once, he’s flipped me
over on the desk.
His fingers rake my panties down my legs and I glance over my shoulder in time to watch another pair disappear into his
pocket.

Then he’s jerking at his own belt with one hand, while his other large hand is splayed across my lower back, pinning me in place
He draws himself out, huge and hard, and just knowing what
he’s about to do makes me moan again.
He uses his knee to force my legs further apart as he tilts my
hips up,
between him and the desk.
But I wouldn’t escape right now for anything.
Not when I’m about to get exactly what I want.
What I need.
What I’ve been craving, even though I wouldn’t let myself
admit it.
Aaron doesn’t give me any warning or quarter, simply lines. himself up and thrusts hard into me.
I cry out, an immediate wave of pleasure surging through me.
Aaron leans down. His breath is hot on the back of my neck.
But instead of things intensifying like I expect, suddenly his hands are gentle on my skin, as if he’s worshiping my flesh, savoring the feel of me against him.
His hips roll into me over and over, the pace sensual and languid, as if we have all the time in the world.
I swear I can feel wave after wave of love rolling over me in time with the rhythm of his body, and dazedly wonder if I’m imagining it, or I’m feeling what he’s feeling through the
mating bond.
“Do you have any clue what you do to me?” he whispers in a rough voice as he treats my body with reverence, drawing pleasure out of me in slow-building waves. “Do you know what you make me feel? Do you have any idea what I would do for you? I would burn this entire world for you, Leah, my
mate. You are mine.”
Instead of answering, I can only moan.
All I want to do is melt into a puddle at the way he is tenderly
taking me apart right now.
His words have torn down the last of my resistance.
There is a raw truth in them and I know he wouldn’t have ever
told me any other way.
Aaron’s hands mold to my hips, keeping me lightly in place as
he picks up the pace.
The legs of the desk creak like the whole thing is going to collapse beneath us, but I don’t care, I don’t try to stop or slow
him down.
I squirm as the pressure and pleasure building up within me is almost unbearable. It’s never been like this before and I
wonder how I will withstand it without completely coming
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