I guess he’s been careful to keep this away from me up until now, because there’s no way I would’ve missed this while he was pressing me up against him earlier.
Even though Ash has an intensity that’s almost overwhelmingsometimes, he cares. Him being loud and angry doesn’t mean he’s not noting everything around him.
I wonder when things changed between us. We have more clothing on than the first time we met, but that felt nothing like it does now.
Or maybe things were always this intense and I was just too unaware to notice.
“I’m obviously not doing my fucking job with your mind racing like it is,” he chuckles against my skin.
“Your job? What?—“
My words are cut off when Ash smacks my ass. It’s not hard, but the impact ripples through my body, shooting straight between my legs. Ash pauses, watching my every reaction.
My hands fly to the edge of the sink and I push myself back against him.
“Oh, so the pretty little omega likes it a little rough,” Ash growls, the hand resting against my neck flexing ever so slightly as he grips my ass, rubbing along the warm skin he just spanked.
“Maybe,” I breathe out.
I can see the fire in his eyes at my words, reflected back at me in the mirror.
“Maybe? So you don’t know?” I swear, there’s a light sparking behind Ash’s silver eyes right now.
“No,” I say, swallowing hard, my throat pressing against his rough, calloused hand with the motion.
His answering grin is more teeth than smile.
“Yeah, I didn’t think the beta kid or new guy had what it takes to reallytakeyou.” He grinds his hips into me, making me brace myself against the sink. “Bet they were so fucking sweet to you, huh?”
“They were,” I gasp, my eyes fluttering shut as I try to rub my legs together to give myself some sort of relief. All this teasing is driving me crazy.
“Look at me,” Ash commands.
Like always, my eyes fly open instantly.
“Good girl. Always so fucking obedient.”
He kicks my leg apart and a whine leaves my throat.
“I was?—“
“I know what you were doing,” he says into my ear as his hand drifts around my waist and down between my legs. “You were playing with what’s mine.”
“But it’s my—my body,” I pant out.
“Sure it is, but right now? It fucking belongs to me,” he growls.
CHAPTER 46
Ash
I’m a fucking asshole.
Mirabelle deserves better than me. Better than getting bent over the bathroom sink and fucked.
But she won’t be getting better than me.
I’ve been punching down the almost uncontrollable, insane need to claim her ever since I found out that she bonded with the other two. I know I can’t bond her tonight. I know that has to wait for when her next heat comes, but Ineedher.
