Alana’s POV
The restaurant outside the pack where Axel and I went to have lunch yesterday, I think they heard me screaming all through the night.
I tried. I really tried to muffle it somehow but nothing worked.
A flush crept up my cheek, spread all over my face, down my neck, and traveled till it settled in between my thighs making me squeeze and squirm.
I stretched my body on the bed, got up, and sat in front of the mirror, smiling and taking in my disheveled hair, exhausted eyes, and all.
I peered at my reflection to check for the trace of gold that Axel said had been in them last night but they were gone.
Whatever Axel was doing to help with Rox, it was working. I could feel it. And I was more than thankful.
Axel wasn’t on the bed when I woke up. I assumed he had ‘alpha’ duties to deal with and I was content with reminiscing about last night.
Axel was a drug and I was already addicted to him with only a snap of his fingers.
We went at it over and over again like chickens till exhaustion made my eyes flutter before Axel cooed me to sleep, whispering promises to my ears.
In the early hours of the quiet morning, I felt his hands massaging my thighs and his hard member nudging me from behind.
I responded accordingly and Axel blessed me with more mind blowing orgasms with his fingers and his machine of a tongue that did more than vibrators could.
My stomach rumbling told me that whatever energy I had from yesterday had been long used up and I needed food. Real food this time.
I got up from the table and tied my hair in a messy bun but decided against it as the hickeys from Axel suckling on my body were still very visible.
I made my way downstairs for breakfast only to find Axel in the kitchen with an apron draped over him, stirring eggs in a pan.
Confusion set in, followed by warmth that enveloped me.
“Good morning, Alpha,” I said in a cheery tone.
“Good morning, Luna,” he tossed me a smile.
“Hello?!” Coral snapped from the side of the kitchen. “Someone else is here. Am I invincible? Hello!?”
I turned to her and an embarrassing blush pinked my cheeks.
“Hi, Coral,” I mumbled. “I didn’t see you there.”
“Yeah. I bet.” She snorted. “I don’t blame you. Not when it’s Axel here,” she waved me away.
“It’s not like that,” I protested.
She lifted an eyebrow at me and dipped her chin before tipping her nose at me.
Shit. Neither of us had showered after what we were up to last night and this morning. No doubt she smelt it off me. Off us.
Axel didn’t look bothered. If anything, he had a smug look on his face. Pride.
The horrified look on my face drew a grin from Coral that confirmed that she indeed smelt us.
“It’s so like that because, for one, Axel is in an apron, making scrambled eggs and smiling like a shithead.”
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