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When he drew closer to her lips, she let him. Their mouth met and her back stilled at first, before she willed herself into the moment and slowly, she leaned her back against the sleek chair.

The corner of his lips tugged up at her action, her anticipating eyes, especially. He took a short glimpse back at the door to make sure it was securely closed before turning his head back to the business before him. Her.

His calloused hands went for her neck, and she shivered slightly, whereas the temperature ain't even that cold. The hairs at her nape rose when his fingers trailed towards the area.

His hands are so much delicate than imagined.

"No one will come in," He whispered assuring words in her ear, and she can feel his mouth pressed slightly against the spot.

This is what she's been looking to have. This was a period of her heat and she felt so glad he seemed to notice and he's working his way to help her out.

Hopefully, she would learn to stay seated and not jump out of the chair any minute from now. Because the way he keeps using those hands on her when they haven't even reached the deed yet has her quivering internally.

"If anyone does, that fellow shall spend his or her last breath regretting gravely." He rasped and finished his statement, and there was the usual seriousness in his voice.

Just as she nodded in response to him, he grabbed at her head in such he way that he was now holding it between his palms, and then... he leaned closer to her face and she closed her eyes immediately, her breath seizing.

His lips on hers was expectedly tender. Soft. And hard at the time.

Her plush lips gave a strawberry taste, one she must have had before coming into his chamber. He loves that. He loves her breath, her scent, and every other thing associated to this woman before him.

His tongue knocked at her teeth and she took that as his request. She parted her mouth fully, yielding to his wants and the kiss therefore intensified.

The space that was earlier between them can no more be seen. He's now etched against her, likewise, she is attached to his body now.

Her arms went over his neck, a sudden bravery found. After successfully locking his neck with her arms, she let her hand sink into his hair the same time that a moan escaped her.

She gasped lightly, embarrassed.

He could have stopped but didn't. Her moan alone was enough reason for him not to let her go. The kiss was so passionate he can imagine himself chewing even harder at her bottom lips that were now reddening.

Alexia and Alpha Steele are both lost in the moment. The heat at work. Their desire offering full support to the burning love making.

She's starting to lose her breath and he noticed. He drew back from the kids and a single inhale was all she had before he straightened up and slide a hand underneath her legs.

Swiftly, he carried her up into his arms and towards the king-sized bed, he went.

She was expecting it. Of course, the bed part just had to come but it felt really strange to her. This won't be her first time sleeping with a man but this was different. This won't be termed 'sleeping together' but 'love-making'.

A powerful and extraordinary word that's only worthy of the current situation. Alpha Steele in the same room as her is a privilege. In short, he's her pride.

Oh goodness, why's she feeling so shy all of a sudden. He's taken off her jeweleries and have set it apart and now, his hands are on her dress, about to pull it down and she just can't help the urge to close her eyes with her palms.

She's going to see her naked. Thoughts of her not meeting his expectations are in her mind. What if he finds her disgusting?

Just as the dress reached her cleavage as he's about to pull it down further, her hand shot out, stopping him, "I... I want it to be gently." She mumbled, inwardly cursing herself.

What was that she just said? No, that wasn't it. Why can't she tell him. Why can't...!

With one sharp intake of courage, she quickly spoke, her eyes closed in the process. "I hope you don't flee away from me after this."

Hearing this, Alpha Steele withdrew his hand completely. This was what he didn't wanted in the first place. He'd been forcing her all along without knowing. What happened to him, and what was he f*cking thinking?!

What happened to him promising himself not to pressure her into the marking? Now, he's so disappointed at himself.

"My deepest apology for forcing this on you, Alexia. I'm just going to... let's go bed." He got up from above her, to look here and there, anywhere but at her as he silently cussed himself once again.

He was about heading towards the door when she held him back. Alexia shook her head, "No. No, that wasn't what I meant. I am doing this because I want to. I just want to be sure you won't leave me... after you've marked me, that's all. I promise." Tears sprang through her eyes, her hand pressed tightly against his wrist.

It was then Steele stopped berating himself and opened his eyes to see he was wrong. "You mean you truly want to do this and am not the slightest way forcing you?"

He just can't believe he's been this way before her.

She nodded. "Yes, I truly want you to mark me. And no, I don't feel forced."

When she finished speaking, he felt at peace. Her hand that was holding his was now sweaty, she attempted to drop her down on her lap but he caught it midway, and held unto her.

Like he promised himself, she's never slipping away from him.

They stayed that way for a moment. Alexia tears now dried. He sighed a little before getting back into position, as she also laid back on her back.

Without touching her or doing anything, he let himself get lost in her eyes until his eyes turned watery. A chuckle slipped her mouth.

He tore at her dress and before she knew it, she's bare naked before his eyes. 
The Omega's Scorn and the Alpha's Chase
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