Hiding the Alpha's Heir (Desmond and Seraphina) novel Chapter 25

I spent my whole evening finishing my work.

Unfortunately, Desmond was watching me the whole time. He wouldn't remove his gaze away from me. He kept staring at me while I tried my best to concentrate on sewing his trousers.

"You know what is best to do at this point, Seraphina?" Desmond asked.

I tried so hard not to yawn and focused my eyes on the needle I was using. "To sleep, yes," I said, not interested in engaging in conversation with him.

He chuckled darkly. "Are you that sleepy?" he asked softly.

I didn't answer and just released a sigh. I was too tired not to say anything. All I wanted was to finish this. I felt like I was returning to the same workload back when I was working at Madam Ibanez.

Ah, yes. I would be able to finish this tuxedo and would return to that kind of environment soon.

I was worried about Sander. I hope he is alright and is cooking his own meal right now. He must have been worried as to why I hadn't arrived home. I looked at the wall clock and saw that it was already one a.m. One more hour then I would leave.

Sighing, I looked at Desmond who was staring intently at me again. "Can I make some black tea? I am close to sleep..." I said as I rested for a while, feeling my hand throbbing.

"No need. I will make you one," he said after a moment of silence. "Just continue your work there."

I only nodded and didn't want to argue with him. It was a good thing that Desmond behaved right now and did not become a violent one unlike he did yesterday or other days.

When I felt like he was not around, I couldn't help but bury my head to the table, feeling my eyes getting droopy in no time. Any moment now, I could finally fall asleep. But I must not...

"Sander..." I mumbled, slowly closing my eyes. Mama would be back, I swear...

"Sander who?"

I peeled my eyes open as my heart raced so fast when I heard Desmond speak. I raised my head and smelled the aromatic scent of black tea and Desmond's musky scent while my eyes landed on him who was already arching his eyebrow.

"Desmond..." I inhaled sharply, gulping.

"Who's Sander? Your new lover?" He stretched out a smirk.

It's our son, you idiot! I wanted to say that but I averted my gaze and glanced at the cup of black tea that was on my table. "It is none of your business," I said as I took a sip but I got burned from how hot it was causing Desmond to tend at me. "I-I am alright..." I hissed softly when my tongue felt burning right now.

"Allow me to check it. Stick your tongue out," he said, worried, and held my face.

"I am fine, Desmond." I shivered and distanced myself from him when my wolf reacted to his touch. His touch was waking my senses so I must stay away from him as much as possible.

But he held my face again. My heart leaped seeing him so close. If he would get closer, his lips might have landed on mine. I must do something before he could do that and would hypnotize me with his touch.

But I felt like it was already too late because I was already mesmerized by his amber eyes. His eye color was inherited by our son which was why I had a hard time moving on from him.

"Seraphina..." he called my name in his sensual, hoarse voice that made my wolf react to that. His thumb was gently caressing my lower lip.

"Desmond..." There was a warning bell lingering in my head when Desmond was drawing closer and closer.

My breath thickened when his face was near my neck. I heard him sniffing my scent and sighing in relief. I trembled when he breathed on my collarbone. With his action, I could feel myself getting wet down there.

"I can smell your arousal, seraphim." He met my eyes with a lazy smile. His eyes were surely sparkling in lust and desire while his hands were already teasingly caressing the side of my breasts.

I leaned forward, yearning for more of his touch. I was supposed to distance myself from him but why was my body betraying me again? Why couldn't I stay away from him?

Desmond switched his glance between my eyes and lips. I couldn't hold myself when my wolf urged me to kiss my mate.

I kissed him and Desmond did not hesitate to respond back. He groaned and had my legs wrapped around him.

"You must finish your work," he said through kisses while his hands were cupping my bosom, wanting to remove my dress. "Seraphina..." He groaned when I started kissing his neck and licking his earlobe.

His hold against me tightened as his breath was becoming uneven. I couldn't help pleasing him more than anything. I was slightly surprised that I still knew where his weak spot was.

"You will be the death of me, woman..." I ground myself on his lap while raining him some kisses. I felt aroused when I felt his bulging trousers colliding with the apex of my thighs. "Seraphina... if you keep continuing this... I swear you shall extend that you will stay here."