Page 72 of My Forbidden Alpha

The very thought of her having a mate, the idea of another male kissing her makes a burning flare of anger rear its head within me. A very strong possessiveness overcomes me, and I growl lowly, feeling my canines elongate.

Scarlett tenses, moving back and I quickly turn my head away, not wanting her to see them.

“You okay?” she asks, reaching for my face. I take a deep breath retracting them before I look into her eyes and nod casually.

“Perfectly. So, I presume this kiss was the answer to my proposition. Is this a yes?” I ask huskily, wrapping my hand around her throat, and applying a little pressure, enough to show her that I have her exactly where I want.

She gasps and I apply more pressure, and a tantalising moan falls from her lips as her arousal hits me hard. Leaning closer, I run my pierced tongue over her lips, making her moan gently as she sucks on the tip.

I moan softly, throbbing against her and instantly she rolls her hips, rubbing against me. I lean back, resting my head against the headrest and rake my eyes over her. “Fuck…” She’s sizzling hot and so damn sexy.

“I guess yeah, it’s a yes. But there are some rules,” she moans softly, watching me as she grinds against me. I bite back a groan of pleasure as she rocks her hips in a circular motion, making me go fucking nuts.

“Oh yeah? And what rules are those?” I ask huskily, trying to focus on the conversation and not the fact she’s agreeing to my proposition. I allow my gaze to roam over her body as she continues to rub herself sensually against me.

Any more and I am going to fucking come in my pants.

“As long as we do this, there cannot be anyone else. When either of us wants to end it, the other has to accept it. We both know this is something that has to stay secret,” she says, hervoice slightly breathless. I kiss her neck sensually and a soft sigh escapes her, and it only makes me want to fuck her right here.

“Anything else, sweetheart?” I ask, slipping my hand under her top and grabbing her firm round breast before kissing her lips hungrily.

“When I meet my mate, you can’t ever mention this and the same goes for yours. At the end of the day, this should never happen,” she murmurs, tugging away slightly, guilt flickering across her face.

I cock a brow, frowning. “What’s to hide?”

“You’re my brother, Elijah! This is fucked up even if we’re both… you know... into it. If anyone found out – Mama, Dad, Indigo…” She shivers at the thought, her eyes no longer clouded with lust. There’s a wistful longing in them, but it disappears quickly.

My brows knit together tightly as I hold her gaze, yanking her bra down to free her breasts from their confines. “Stepbrother. Fuck, Red, I’ve told you before, it’s no fucking big deal. But fine, if that’s what you want, we won’t tell Dad and Jessica… I still don’t get why you think it’s fucking taboo.”

She bites her lip when I flick her hardened nipple with my thumb, my lips meeting her neck again.

“You’re only interested in me because now I look good to you. What if Indigo turns into a gorgeous chick once she’s eighteen? Would you fuck her too?” she asks bluntly. I cringe, just the thought makes my building pleasure subside instantly, and it’s like someone just doused me in fucking ice cold water.

“Fuck, no! Goddess, that’s disgusting. She’s my fucking kid sister,” I say, repulsed. Scarlett raises an eyebrow with a pointed look on her face.

“She’smyblood sister, remember?” she says, emphasising the ‘my’.

Ok, I get her fucking point. I can’t explain it to her, but fromday one I didn’t see Scarlett as a sister. She was just the girl who was moving in. Indy was different.

“Fuck – I’m messed up. Fine, my lips are sealed. No one will know. When either of us is satisfied or wants to move on, we don’t hold the other back,” I promise, the words already leave a sour taste in my mouth.

Will I really be ok with her moving on? I don’t see myself holding up my side of the bargain. She’s already a temptation I can’t resist and the more I taste of her, the more she’s becoming an addiction.

And no one gets bored of Elijah Westwood but the thing is, she’s different. Does the same rule apply to the feisty woman in my lap?

Scarlett nods, my words seemingly satisfying her. She takes a deep breath and I massage her breasts.

“Then you have yourself a deal, Alpha Westwood,” she says seductively, sliding her hands up my shoulders. “I’m all yours.”

“Excellent, I promise you won’t regret this,” I reply with a cocky smirk as I grip the back of her neck and pull her closer, kissing her roughly once more.

Her First Love

Elijah

After our make-out session, we get back on the road. Her agreement still felt like a satisfying victory, which did nothing but boost my ego. Getting a woman is easy, getting a woman like Red, now that feels like an accomplishment.

And I can’t help but smirk cockily.

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