Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300: I Am A Lost Cause

Eira’s POV

"Want more?" he asked.

Still clinging to him, I shook my head. No more.

"Are you sure?" he asked again.

I hummed.

"Sit here for a moment," he said and moved to the sink to wash his hands. Then he picked up my pants and helped me put them on.

All that time, I stared at him quietly. Sensing my gaze, he looked at me. "What? Something?"

I shook my head, but still asked, "What about you?"

"I am fine," he said in a resolute tone. "Just worry about yourself."

I shut my mouth, sensing how tightly he was holding himself together. I could clearly see the bulge through his pants.

He caught my gaze and said, "Don’t tempt me. It won’t end well for you."

I quickly looked away. He was dead serious when he said it.

What should I do? I had no answer.

In the past six years, it’s always men came to me, filled whichever hole of mine they preferred, fucked me and left, while I only blanked my mind from it.

Once I was ready, he carried me out of the bathroom, placed me gently on the bed, and then followed me under the blanket.

There was utter silence between us two now.

"Turn around," I heard him say.

I faced my back to him. The next moment, he held me closer, his hands wrapped around me as if trying envelop me entirely like always.

And this time there was a difference. I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass as if seeking a comfort of its own. His body was warmer than usual.

I wanted to say something, maybe ask if I could do something to make him feel better, which felt embarrassing for me to me, but...

"Don’t move," I heard his restrained voice over my head. "Close your eyes and sleep."

I stilled and decided to as he said. Maybe my actions will only make it difficult for him. As an alpha, he wouldn’t be calm anytime soon.

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Lucian’s POV

Once everyone had gone to sleep, I headed to Rafe’s room. I didn’t bother knocking and walked in. The bastard was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"What do you want now?" he asked without even looking at me. "Can’t sleep without me?"

"Yeah," I walked to the bed and placed the box in my hand on it. "Give me your hand."

"I don’t give handjobs. I receive one," he countered, still staring at the ceiling. "Your hands are welcomed inside my pants."

I ignored his bullshit, sat on the bed, and grabbed his hand.

He tried to pull it back, but I warned, "Stop me and I’ll tell Kael everything."

He finally looked at me. "Aren’t you tired of using Kael to blackmail me every time? Be creative."

"That’s the only way you understand," I said, already pricking the syringe into his hand.

"What do you need my blood for this time?" he asked, not bothering to stop me. "Aren’t you tired already?"

"I’m energetic enough to keep testing until I draw the last drop out of your body," I said as I drew enough blood and put the syringe back into the box.

"Why bother create a drug for me, when you can be a help," he said and I looked at him.

The bastard smirked, "Your kiss worked really well that day. You can try again."

The bastard would never stop teasing with bullshit.

"If I kiss you again, I will make sure that would be the last kiss of your life," I told him.

"Woh! It already made me horny. How about we try it now?" he said.

I am close to creating that drug, and I hope it won’t be too late.

Every night I make sure to keep watch on him, not a wink of sleep I get. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Eira’s POV

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