Page 131 of Ruled By The Alpha

After Alistair leaves, I smile. And I don’t stop when he accidentally sends some very horny thoughts my way. He’s supposed to be on his last call of the day right now. But knowing that he’s thinking of me brings me fierce joy. I don’t fully understand this connection between us, how it’s grown in strength in the last day or two. I have questions. But I love it. My whole life, I’ve never connected with someone like this. I was never close to anyone but my brother, and he’s been gone for a long time now.

But Alistair? Alistair has been mine, even though I never allowed myself to hope for that. I finish my bath and dress quickly. I suspect he’s hating doing his call with dirty dishes sitting on his desk. I head up to the main house, back through the halls toward his office. At the last minute, I get a devious idea and unbutton half of my shirt, letting my tits hang out. I don’t know if he’ll be down for this sort of teasing; he doesn’t always respond to things like I’d expect.

When I swing the door open softly on its hinges, I nearly gasp at the sight before me. He’s so damn beautiful, I could scream. He’s in full work-mode, wearing glasses as he frowns at what he sees on the screen. He doesn’t look up when I come in, and I resist the urge to yank at him through our connection. But it’s new, and he’s working, and I want to respect that.

“Mitchell, I’m telling you this will work,” he snaps, his voice frustrated. Ah, his older brother. I met him on a voice call when I started, he interviewed me for Alistair since Alistair isn’t great with people. I’m told I got a glowing review.

I cross the office and lean over the desk, quietly grabbing the cup and plate and stacking them on the tray.

“Right, but–goddamn…” Alistair’s voice trails off in shock, and when I look up, he’s sitting forward in his chair, eyes trained on me as he licks his lips. His big chest heaves slightly as his gaze travels down to my open shirt. Even now, my cleavage spills out of it, barely contained by the bra.

And that’s when I get an idea. It may not be a smart idea, but the growing bond between us makes me feel powerful. I want to take that power and fucking run with it.

Scratch that. I want Alistair in my mouth, want him to fall apart while he attempts to hold it together. I want to steal his pleasure and make him come all over me.

“No, no, everything’s fine. Continue,” Alistair barks into his headset, not ripping his eyes from me.

Slowly, I unbutton the rest of my shirt and slide it off, letting it fall to the ground. I’ve always preferred beautiful undergarments, and right now, I’m thrilled I do. The black lace bra is a stark contrast to my pale skin, and through my bond with Alistair, I sense a shooting need overtake him when my shirt falls to the ground.

Bringing my eyes up, I don’t tear my gaze from his as I slip the skirt off too, kicking it aside. And then I fall to my knees and crawl across the short space between us, looking up at him from the floor at his feet.

His chest heaves as he pants. “It’s fine, Mitchell. Let’s get this review done. It’s been months since we talked about the plans.”

I look for any dismay in our connection, but finding none, I’m encouraged. I hover over his lap, where already he’s hard ashell and ready for me, nipping along the hard length of his cock as he slaps his headset off and groans low and needfully into the office.

“Fuuuuck Evangeline…” Alistair moans as he threads his hand through my hair, tugging on it hard. He’s rough in the bedroom, and I don’t think that’ll ever change, so I relish the sharp bite of pain as his grip settles on the back of my neck. Patting his headset back on, he looks from me to the screen and continues his call.

I love this, having this control over him. It’s a heady feeling. So I do what any woman in her right mind would do, and I unzip his jeans, holding back a growl when his thick cock springs out of his jeans, waving dangerously close to my face. Pre-cum leaks profusely from the tip, slipping into a long string just begging for my tongue. I capture it on my lips as Alistair glances back down at me, his face a flushed mask of desire.

“That’s right, multiple entry points,” he murmurs into the headset as I wink at the double entendre. When I surge forward and take his cock into my mouth, sliding it as far down my throat as I can, he barks out a string of curse words and bucks his hips up to meet me.

Oh fuck, I don’t think he turned his headset off. But he’s lost now, gasping and groaning as his hips roll underneath me.

“Oh shit, fuck,” he snaps into the headset. “You’re right, Mitchell. I’m busy. I’ll call when I’m done.” Without waiting for a response, he throws the headset across the room and hauls me up into his arms, attacking my mouth with his.

Our first kiss. My God, it’s really something. Alistair devours me with lips and tongue, biting, caressing. He’s a masterful kisser, taking complete control as I lose myself to the sensation of our bodies pressed tightly together, his thick cock nestled between my thighs.

“Knew my rut was almost here, but I think you’ve thrown me over the goddamn edge,” he mutters into my mouth before taking it again. “I can’t hold back, Evangeline. I’m going to be on you for days.”

“Good thing I’ve cleared my schedule to make way for you then,” I joke back as he frowns.

“Did you have things to do? What things?” He looks genuinely concerned, his hand still fisted in my hair.

“It’s a joke,” I burst out into deep laughter as he growls.

“I don’t get jokes.”

“I forgot. Won’t happen again.”

“Is that another one?”

“Maybe,” I snicker as he stands quickly with me still wrapped around him.

“Bedroom, now,” he barks. “You get water. We need water. I’ll get the bed ready.”

We need water? Get the bed ready?Precisely what am I in for?

Alistair sets me down, and I rush to the kitchen, grabbing an entire pack of water bottles and dragging them up to his room. When I open the door, I see what he meant. He’s stripping everything off the bed, all the pillows, the blankets, the top sheet even, his motions frenzied. He stalks to the corner and throws it all in before eyeing the bed once more.

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