Page 19 of Alpha Gray

“That guy’s a menace,” he mumbles.

“Yeah, well I can take care of myself,” I snap, annoyed at this little knight in shining armor act that Gray’s trying to pull off. “I had it handled.”

Gray smirks, dropping his hand from his neck and giving me a once-over. “Yeah, I’m sure you did,” he breathes. “Though a simple thank you would suffice.” He folds his arms and tips his chin up, looking cocky as ever. His arrogance is so irritating.

I scrunch up my nose, scowling. “Thanks for what? Stalking me?”

Gray’s jaw twitches and flecks of gold start swirling in his eyes.Got him.

He takes a step toward me, then another. My breath hitches as he positions himself right in front of me, staring me down.

“Always so defiant,” he says, his voice velvety and low.

He reaches out, running the backs of his fingers lightly down the side of my arm. I swear I feel sparks on my skin where he touches me.

“I thought you were going to try to be a good girl?”

His words send a flood of heat straight down to my core. I bite my lip, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

“Being good’s overrated,” I breathe, my voice barely audible. His gaze feels like it’s burning through me. I look away.

Gray traces his fingertips back up my arm to the top of my shoulder. He cups my chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting my head up to look at him again.

“What do youwant, Fallon?” he asks, his voice gravelly.

I’m a big caught off guard by his question- and completely flustered by the way he’s touching me. I bite my lip again and almost unconsciously lean my body away from the wall and toward his, craning my hips in his direction.Showinghim what I want.

Before I even know what’s happening, Gray grabs me by the waist and spins me around, pinning me between himself and the wall and pressing his body against mine from behind. He slams one of his palms onto the wall to steady himself and runs the other down my side gently, craning his head forward beside my ear.

“Is this what you want?”

Oh,yes.

I press backwards into him, throwing my head back into his chest as the sparks that his touch leaves behind ignite my skin. “Yes,” I whisper, closing my eyes and giving myself over to the sensation.

“Yeah?” he asks, his breathing growing ragged. He snakes his hand around to my belly, then down to my hip, then my thigh. When his fingertips come in contact with the bare skin of my thigh, fireworks explode behind by eyelids.

His hand is inches from my pussy and I’m practically writhing with need. It’s like he can read my mind, because he slides his hand over slowly, underneath the front of my dress, cupping my sex through my lacy underwear.

“How about this, is this what you want?” he murmurs.

Fuck.Yes.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Gray

I shouldn’t be doing this. I know better. But Fallon is so fucking beautiful, so fucking responsive. She’s fuckingperfect. I start stroking her pussy slowly through her panties and her body melts into mine.

“Y… yes,” she whines, undulating her hips with my movements. Her breath is coming out in cute little pants and my wolf is going crazy with need to claim this sweet little female.

Mine.

I try my best to hold him back, though the tether of my control is close to snapping. Everything about Fallon feels sogood. Her body against mine, her breath in my ear, the scent of her arousal. My vision blurs.

Then I remember why I followed her outside in the first place and I bring myself back to reality, stilling my movements. She whines a little as I stop stroking her through her panties.

“Who else is getting this?” I growl, tapping her pussy with my fingers.

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