The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate (Jason and Laila) by Caroline Above Story novel Chapter 114

Jason’s POV

In my dreams, Laila was under me on the couch on my office, and I had fucked her so good that she was screaming my name. I was seeing stars, my body finally finding the release that it was so often denied.

I hadn’t been with anyone since Laila, except to take myself in hand. To be inside of her now, to feel her hot wet walls clamping down on me – Gods, I was in heaven.

I wanted the dream to last. I didn’t want this to ever end.

But eventually, even my strong body reached its limit. Laila was just too hot, these feelings were too much, my nerves were burning, my skin on fire.

I came hard, bellowing Laila’s name.

Then I fell asleep.

Odd.

How could I fall asleep in a dream?

I blinked a few times, slowly waking once more. I wasn’t in my room, in my bed. Instead, I was curled up on the couch in my office, my pants down to my angles, and my body wrapped around a mostly naked woman.

Laila?

My heart skipped a beat. With the fog of sleep still on my mind, I wondered if I had dreamed her into existence.

Yet, as I pulled back, pushing myself up to my elbows, I took in the woman beneath me.

She was gorgeous. Perfect breasts. The perfect curvy body. Laila really filled out nicely. She’d always been too skinny. I was pleased to see her have a more healthy physique.

But then I lifted my gaze to her face.

She looked like Laila, almost exactly as I remembered.

But she wasn’t.

This was Vanessa.

The truth was sobering, as I realized I hadn’t been dreaming. Flashes of what I thought had been dreams, taking Laila on the desk and then on the couch, crossed through my mind in a record pace.

That hadn’t been a dream between me and Laila,

I’d fucked Vanessa Harper.

What. The. Hells.

As I stiffened, watching her with a rising sense of mortification within me, Vanessa opened her own eyes. Seeing me, she started to smile for a moment, but then she shifted. Perhaps, like me, she was coming to her senses. Or maybe she was realizing that I was not the same as I had been when we’d…

When I’d…

Gods, it wasn’t a bad memory, thrusting into her tight wet heat. She’d made such perfect noises, driving me wild.

But that was part of the problem. This never should have happened. I’d thought I was with Laila, not Vanessa. How could that even have happened? How had I lost my cool so quickly? I’d been around Vanessa before, and though I had found her attractive,

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I’d never lost my mind like this.

Somehow, Vanessa must have planned this. She must have drugged me.

Else, I never would have acted on those base urges. And I had cum inside of her. What if she was pregnant? Gods, that was the last thing I needed.

“Jason?” she asked.

“Vanessa, you drugged me,” was my reply, cold and cruel. “Admit it.”

The last bit of lingering joy slipped from her face as she looked at me with growing horror.

“What did you call me?” she asked. “What did you say?”

“I called you by your name, Vanessa,” I snapped. “And I’m telling you what you did.” Pushing away from her, I quickly grabbed my pants and pulled them up, hiding my dick that was already growing hard again at the sight of her nakedness.

Gods, not now. Priorities.

I was still shirtless, but at least my dick was away. I spun back to her as she pushed down her skirt. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide her infuriatingly–perfect breasts.

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I glanced around and, seeing her top, I snatched it off the ground, and threw it at her. When she had it, she immediately began putting it on.

“Why would you do this?” I demanded. This was such a betrayal. I had trusted Vanessa, even liked her. For her to do something like this… “What did you hope to gain?”

“I didn’t do anything,” she said, her face burning with clear shame, her eyes filled with her own anger. Her own pain. “I came here to talk about the problems with our new contracted arrangement. You are the one who suddenly couldn’t keep his hands to himself.”

“Because you drugged me!”

“I did not!”

“What were you hoping, Vanessa? That you would get pregnant and take something from me? I would never allow it. You drugged me. Whatever you were hoping would happen from this, I will never allow to come to pass. You have gained nothing but an enemy today. I hope it was worth it.”

Laila’s POV

His words sliced through me. The realization of what had actually happened made me cold.

I had thought Jason had realized who I was. I had been so caught up in my body’s reaction to him that I hadn’t been thinking clearly.

I had thought we were reconnecting with a passion and an admiration that I hadn’t felt since I left this pack house six years ago.

I had so foolishly thought he wanted me.

I had been wrong.

All the confidence I had built up as Vanessa Harper was instantly stripped away, and in this moment, I felt like I was my old self again. Weak. Fragile. Heartbroken. As Brittany told me to leave.

It wasn’t Brittany looking at me with hatred this time, it was Jason.

That made everything so much worse.

My heart, which had been slowly mending from that time, broke into tiny pieces once more.

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Tears filled my eyes, and I hated them. I hated that I was letting Jason do this to me again, affecting me like this again.

Over the past six years, I had built up a wall around my heart to keep him out of it. Yet, here I was, falling right back in like that wall had never been constructed.

I’d allowed him past, and he only hurt me again.

I couldn’t bear to look at him. I couldn’t stand to be here a minute more.

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