Alpha Asher and Lola novel Chapter 123

Read Alpha Asher by Jane Doe Chapter 123 – “You handled that well.” Asher chuckled, his laugh deep and rich like liquid amber. His breath was hot and curled in the air between us. The cold metal of the car chilled my back, easily seeping through Asher’s sweatshirt. His hand rested on the roof of the car and his eyes were devastatingly serious as he said, “I was going to tell him to take his questions and f**k off.”

I always took the chance to toy with my hot-headed mate, especially when he made it so incredibly easy.

I gave him a petulant look and tried to push past him, “you never did have any manners.”

My back hit the side of the car with a little more force this time. Rather than hurting me, it brought a twisted smile to my face. My head swam with his earthy scent as he leaned in close, always hovering over me. I could feel his fingers tangling in my hair where they hadn’t been before.

“You’re wrong, I have some manners.” He lowered his head and breathed in my scent. The stubble on his cheek grazed my neck, sending goosebumps pebbling my skin. He noticed every reaction my body had to his and chuckled in my ear. “If I didn’t, this entire hospital would hear me f**k you on the hood of the car, and don’t bother lying, Lola. You wouldn’t lift a finger to stop me.”

I got my revenge an hour into our drive home. The sun had vanished, darkening the sky as the moon’s silvery light took hold. The glittering forest, sprawling with light and life turned dark and mysterious at night. You could fully appreciate how dense it was when day turned to night and the slivers of shadow began gather and pulse.

I had been ignoring them for a while now and hadn’t even allowed myself to glance their way. They were always there, just out of sight-constantly reminding me what they could do. What they could offer. No matter how tempting tapping into that power was, the price was rarely ever worth it.

The darkness paired with the curvy highway was lulling me back to sleep, but there was something I wanted even more than another long nap something Asher had knowingly put into my head.

Letting the image form in my mind, I pictured the two of us parked in a secluded dirt lot. The freezing metal of the car hood on my back was nothing compared to the heat of Asher’s c**k filling me, or the warmth his hand provided as it wrapped around my throat, his thumb stroking my cheek as he told me how good I was-how well I took everything he gave. I sent the mental image down the mate-bond, always underestimating his reaction.

I grabbed onto what my dad called the ‘oh s**t’ handle as Asher’s head snapped to where I sat, sending the car veering into the other lane. The tones of bright honey had been sucked from his eyes within half a second. Blinking rapidly, he sent us back into the right lane. Thankfully, we were the only car on the road, which is what finally made me giggle.

“What the h**l, Lola.” His snarl was angry, but he couldn’t stop glancing my way.

Toying with Asher, letting him evoke these feelings and emotions, it was a distraction from everything else going on, one I needed if I were going to survive the upcoming weeks. I was determined to savor every uninterrupted moment alone with him.

Even though he was now expecting the next few clips I sent his way, he clearly underestimated my creativity. His knuckles turned white on the steering wheel, and his hair was now a mess from the number of times he ran his fingers through it. I had always been a fan of Asher in sweatpants, especially now that the material was stretched taut against his e******n.

The moment the scent of my arousal permeated the car, Asher jerked us to the side of the road. A small stretch of gravel provided even more coverage, not that it mattered with how quickly he tore the clothes from my body and pressed me against the hood. The husky sounds he made as he cursed me for being so tempting, for constantly wanting a rise out of him, they’d forever be seared into my memory.

I was riding a post-s*x high until we reached his parent’s house and I remembered I was going to dredge up some unpleasant memories, Dad still loved her in a way and remembering that the woman he knew had a life full of secrets only brought him pain.

It was around ten o’clock at night when we strolled into Asher’s parents house. The scent of grandma’s lavender cookies was within every corner of the house, and even trickled outside as we walked through the front door.

Standing by the large entertainment center in the living room was Killian, a glass of amber liquor in his hand. Dad sat back in the leather recliner attached to the sectional. His eyes flitted up from the football game on tv as he greeted us.