Her Forbidden Alpha novel Chapter 9

　　Scarlett’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment before she froze. Her eyes suddenly widening - no. All he would do was hurt her, use her, and toss her aside like the rest. And then what about her heart?

　　“Why? What are you interested in?” She asked quietly, trying to pull her wrists from his hold. Elijah sensed the shift in her and looked into her eyes. Releasing one hand he ran his fingers through her soft hair, the smell of her shampoo wafting into his nose.

　　“Is that even a question?” He asked quietly. “Stop thinking with your head Scarlett…” His fingers caressed her neck travelling down over her and leaving tingles of pleasure. His knuckles brushing over her breast and down her waist, she gripped his wrist shaking her head.

　　“The only reason you want me is because I'm the one woman you can’t have.” She said bitterly, pushing him away she tried to sit up. Elijah moved off her, his eyes now sharper as he looked at her. He did not have an answer. He found her incredibly sexy… and he knew he wanted her only for that reason…

　　“Then what about you? Why do you get so turned on every time I touch you?” He asked holding her chin, a flash of hurt crossed her eyes.

　　“Don’t pretend to try to know me, I have nothing to say to you. Just leave please, back off.” She said about to get off the bed. Elijah took her by the wrist and pulled her close, their noses inches apart.

　　“You want me just as much as I want you. Give into your desires sweetheart and I’ll make you feel so fucking good you won't ever want another man to touch you.” He whispered huskily, making her core throb.

　　That was what she was afraid of - that she would be so hung up on him that when he was done…

　　The temptation to give in was growing, she looked away knowing she needed to put room between them or she might do something she regretted. His closeness, those gorgeous eyes, his scent, everything was getting to her.

　　She stood up, needing to get out of there. He tugged her back, spinning her into his arms and taking her by surprise. She fell into his lap. Her heart hammered, her core throbbed. She felt it press against his hardened bulge as she sat straddling his lap. She pressed her lips together not trusting the sounds that may escape her. Here he was… Offering her what she’d dreamed off…

　　He took her chin, she really was a stubborn one. She was the first woman who had not fallen to their knees before him. He knew she wanted him. He leaned closer, brushing his lips against hers, even his own actions surprised him. He'd never treated a woman so softly, heck if a woman wasn’t interested, no matter how rare it was, it never bothered him. He’d just move on, there were plenty of fishes in the sea after all…

　　A soft gasp escaped her as he ran his tongue along her lips, rewarded by a soft moan.

　　“Elijah, don’t…” She murmured despite her hands now holding on to his shoulders. The way she felt so good straddling him...

　　“At least let me give you a taste of what I can offer…” He tugged on her lower lip biting back a groan. “Fuck you’re so fucking tempting.”

　　Her pussy became increasingly wet with every action and word that left him.

　　“I don’t know...” She murmured as his hand went to the zip on her leather pants. He pulled it down making her tense, his lips claimed hers in a rough hungry kiss making all sane thoughts leave her. His tongue ravished her mouth, kissing her dominatingly, she moaned as all sense of logic left her and kissed him back with equal hunger. She kept fighting for control, despite knowing she was losing. Elijah smirked against her lips, it was the first time a woman put up a fight and fuck was it sexy…

　　He was an Alpha and he loved control, but it did not mean he didn’t like the game. His large hand grabbed her breast squeezing and feeling her hardened nipples. His eyes widened when he realised they were pierced.

　　Fuck… that was hot. She gasped in pleasure as he pinched her nipple, her body moving against him, grinding against his manhood that strained in his pants.

　　He slipped his hand into her pants, biting back a swear as his fingers brushed the flimsy lace underwear she wore. Her moan only making him throb harder - she was dripping wet.

　　“Fuck sweetheart, you’re fucking dripping.” He muttered, his fingers parting her smooth lips with ease, wanting to see what she looked like but knew he could not push it… not today.

　　“Elijah…” She breathed, one hand now tangled in his hair and the other around his neck. She let out a delicious moan the moment his fingers ran along her soaking slit. “Oh fuck.”

　　Pleasure coursed through her as he began playing with her clit. No longer bothered about holding back she moaned in pleasure, gasping when one finger suddenly intruded in her. Her eyes widened as she looked into his eyes, her own hazed with lust.

　　“Fuck you’re tight.” He said kissing her lips hungrily. He moved his finger torturously slow making her growl.