Page 44 of Alpha Jax

I look up at Jax and I can’t help but crack a smile- though I try to hide it quickly by turning away again. If he wants my forgiveness, he’s going to have to do better than that.

I start walking away, toward the complex, but Jax catches up to me in a few strides and falls in step beside me.

“So can we talk?” he asks in a low voice as we pass by some other recruits lingering on the field.

“What’s there to talk about?” I pick up my pace, but Jax keeps up with me.

“I hate how things ended yesterday.”

I chuckle, shaking my head. “Well that makes two of us,” I say, stepping up to one of the big double doors and pulling it open. Jax pulls open the other one, entering the complex with me and keeping up as I start speedwalking down the hallway.

“How can you be mad at me?” Jax groans, scrubbing a hand over his face. “I’m trying to be a good guy here and do the right thing.”

I skid to a stop, turning to glare at him. “Because what you did was fucking humiliating, Jaxon!” I hiss in a low voice, folding my arms tight across my chest. “Can’t you see that?”

Jax looks left, then right, then suddenly reaches out to grab my arm, tugging me a few feet away to an open doorway.

When he closes the door to shut us inside, I realize that it’s the laundry room he’s pulled me into. The room is long and skinny with a row of washers and dryers lining one wall and waist high tables along the other for folding. I’m sure it’s pure coincidence, but it’s a solid choice of location for a secretive conversation, given the low hum of the machines echoing off the cinderblock walls that’s sure to drown out our voices.

I lean back against the closed door, folding my arms across my chest again and looking at Jax through narrowed eyes.

He stabs his fingers through his wavy dark blonde hair, shaking his head. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you, Quinn,” he sighs. “Like I said, I was just trying to do the right thing.”

I roll my eyes so hard that I practically see my skull. “Maybe you should’ve thought of that before you got me half naked and fingerbanged me.”

“I know, I know. I… wasn’t thinking straight,” Jax grimaces.

“So what, it didn’t occur to you that you didn’t want me until my hand was on your dick?” I scowl, shaking my head angrily.

Jax’s eyes flash silver, his wolf showing as he takes a step toward me. I hold my breath as he brings a hand up to the door beside my head, caging me in, leaning in so his face is inches from mine. “You think I don’twantyou?”

I can’t even respond- his sudden close proximity has my heart racing so fast that I’m at a loss for words. My sweatshirt and water bottle slip from my hands, falling to the floor.

“Fuck, Quinn,” Jax growls, reaching out to cup my cheek with his other hand, running the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip. “I want you so fucking bad that it’s driving meinsane.”

My knees go a little weak at his admission, but by some miracle I’m able to keep my wits about me. “Then stop caring so much about what Theo would think,” I challenge, eyes fixed on his. “What kind of alpha doesn’t take what he wants?”

I’ve been around alpha types all my life. I know what buttons to press to set them off, and questioning their manhood is a sure way to bring out that growly, dominant energy of theirs. I know Jax is no exception- he’s all alpha, he’s just trying too hard to be the good guy.Where’s the fun in that?So I push him a little by asking that question, and when I do, I see something in him snap.

He yanks my face to his, and suddenly his lips are against mine and he’s stealing my breath with a rough, bruising kiss. He wraps an arm around my waist, pinning my body against his as his tongue sweeps into my mouth. He tastes so good, feels so good, that I let out a little whine as I melt against him, a torrent of heat flooding my core. Then he’s pressing me back against the door, taking my wrists from around his neck and trapping them over my head with one hand, roughly kneading my breast with the other through my sports bra. The way he’s devouring me right now carries so much possessive, claiming energy that it makes me weak.

I’m breathless when Jax breaks the kiss, releasing my wrists and cupping my face in both hands. “Fuck,” he murmurs, staring at me with those blue-grey eyes, stroking my cheek with his thumb. “Theo’s gonna kill me, but it’s worth it.So fucking worth it.”

I loop my arms around his neck again, drawing shallow breaths. My whole body is singing from his touch. “He’ll never know, Jaxon.” I lean forward, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. My own are sore, swollen from our rough makeout session. “It can be our dirty little secret,” I whisper.

“Is that what you want?” he asks in a low, rumbling voice, threading a hand up into the back of my hair. He wraps my hair around his hand, giving it a little tug, and I sigh as my head falls back, exposing the column of my neck for his greedy mouth to attach to.

“That’s how it has to be,” I pant, cruising my hands down the hard planes of Jax’s chest, across the firm dips and curves of his abdominal muscles, brushing my fingertips against the hard bulge tenting up his gym shorts. Jax is a big boy- it isn’t exactly easy for him to hide his enthusiasm for me right now. My body responds to his on its own accord, practically aching for his big dick to be inside of me.

“Fuck, Quinn,” Jax growls against my neck, his hands moving down to cup my ass.

I move my own hands back up- over his abs, his pecs. Then I push at his chest with my palms, giving a little shake of my head. “I’ve gotta grab a shower and some food before I head over to IT,” I say, my lips tipping up into a little smirk as I push him away. I bend down to retrieve my water bottle and sweatshirt, pointing at the hard-on tenting up the front of Jax’s gym shorts on the way back up. “Down boy”.

Jax groans in frustration, tugging at his hair with one hand and adjusting his dick in his shorts with the other. It’s a little cruel, but I don’t feel bad. The guy deserves to be stuck with blue balls again after making me feel like shit yesterday. I’d planned to make him grovel a little bit more after that stunt he pulled, but I’m also a girl who knows what she wants- and I won’t stand in my own way for the sake of being stubborn.

I reach for the doorknob behind me, giving it a little twist to pull the door open a few inches and glancing into the hallway. When I see the coast is clear, I slip out and head in the direction of the locker room, practically buzzing with excitement.

Because if we just agreed to what I think we did, this is the start of a torrid affair between Jaxon and me. And if it’s just a secret tryst, there’s no need to contemplate all of the reasons why things would never work between us, like how he’s my brother’s friend and the future alpha of another pack- it can just be dirty and exciting and fun, and I don’t have to put my heart on the line and risk it getting broken again. It can just be a continuation of our first night together; all of the pleasure, none of the complications.

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