Page 18 of A Secret Baby By the Alpha

“Don’t call me that,” I demanded. “You lost the right to do that, as well as the right to know any of my secrets, when you left us!”

Colson dropped his arm to his side and took a step away, placing his back against the opposite side of the door frame.

“Us,” he repeated softly. “I knew it was true. Ihopedit was true.”

A strange sound emanated from my throat, halfway between a sob and a snarl, as my lie came crashing down around me. I hadn’t meant to admit anything to him, and I was devastated that my emotions had gotten the better of me. How did he always manage to do this to me?

“She ismydaughter,” I said possessively. “You haven’t been a part of my life in a decade, and you think you have the right to know anything about me? About us? You have no right!”

Colson raised an eyebrow, and I knew before he said anything where his mind had gone. “You think I have no right to your secrets? To you?”

He closed the distance between us in a second, wrapping his hands around my waist and pressing himself against me. As much as I hated to admit it, the feeling of his warmth against me felt so safe and familiar that I was immediately aroused. His sweet, musky scent enveloped me, and my eyes closed as I took a steadying breath.

“You lost your right to me,” I whispered.

“Who are you trying to convince? Me, or yourself?” he whispered into my ear.

He moved one hand up to my face, caressing my cheek before running his fingers through the hair at my temple and coming to rest at the nape of my neck. I heard myself sigh contentedly as my eyes closed.

I missed this,I admitted to my wolf.Not just being touched by a man, but being touched by him. Is that wrong? To miss him?

If this is wrong, I don’t want to be right,Cassia murmured in agreement.

“I’ve missed you, Chris,” Colson murmured against my lips, kissing them gently as he pulled me into the bedroom.

We ended up on the bed as his hands roved over my body, taking in the feeling of my full breasts, soft skin, and willing lips. His hands moved toward my waist, and I couldn’t stop myself from allowing him to unbutton my pants. I didn’t know if I wanted him to stop.

“Admit it,” Colson whispered. “Tell me I have a right to your secrets.”

“No,” I panted.

His hand moved inside my pants, his fingertip brushing the hair between my legs teasingly.

“I have a right to you,” Colson said again.

“No,” I repeated.

“Christa, look at me,” he ordered, removing his hand from my garments and cradling my face instead. “Tell me I have a right to all of you.”

I could see the need on his face, and I knew it was echoed on my own. I could practically feel the air pulsing between us.

“Yes,” I told him. “You can have me.”

He grinned, placing his hand back where it had just been and continuing down until he reached the warm folds between my legs. His pointer finger pressed between them, and I moanedlightly in anticipation. His face pressed into my neck as he kissed me and continued his ministrations to my labia and clitoris.

“Yes, baby,” he whispered. “I love feeling how wet you get for me.”

I moaned again as his finger went inside me. Even though it had been years since I had been intimate with anyone, there was no self-consciousness when it came to Colson. All of my firsts had been with him. Once upon a time, I had truly believed all of my lasts would be with him, too.

“Say it again, baby,” Colson said. “Tell me I have a right to you and all of your secrets.”

At the mention of secrets, my eyes snapped open and my body froze. “Get off,” I commanded, pushing him away from me.

“Woah,” he said, scooting away from me on the bed. “What did I do? I thought you said yes?”

“I did, and now I don’t,” I said, hurrying to rebutton my pants.

“The fuck, Chris?” he murmured, clearly confused by my sudden change of heart.

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