THE ALPHA’S ADDICTION

“Emma, have you…. what the fuck!!!!” Maya shouted, as she opened the door to Emma’s room, and saw her lying on the bed, still asleep, entangled with her cousin. And they were naked. Plain naked, like Adam in the garden of Eden.

She hurriedly closed her eyes with her palms, then removed it and looked elsewhere, fanning herself dramatically, as she saw from the corner of her eyes, Derek wiggling his shorts up his hips.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He had woken up, at Maya’s loud shout. His movements were quite frenzy, that it seemed to bother Emma who had also woken up. And when she had seen her boyfriend trying to get out of the bed hurriedly, she decided to push her best friend out of the room for the now, actually cussing her for even interrupting a morning moment which should have been special, especially after the hot love making last night.

The memory of it had her blushing hard, and her insides tingling like crazy. She was also slightly embarrassed for being caught in the act, even though she didn’t regret it at all. She hoped that Derek wouldn’t regret it either. Only one way to know. She thought, an idea already brewing in her mind.

“Maya… good morning to you too. I think you should give us some privacy.” She said, covering her embarrassment with a tentative short smile, though unable to hide the blush that had creeped upon her cheeks. It was still obvious that she was shy; and hadn’t been expecting the latter’s outburst.

“Oh… sure…” Maya stuttered, before clumsily finding her way out of the room, trying all the time to keep her eyes away from the naked couple on the bed. She couldn’t believe that she had just seen her cousin and her best friend naked; stark naked. What an early morning sight. She should have knocked. She thought, shutting the door, and leaning against it with her back.

Then, all of a sudden, as she reasoned into the scenario, her anger burned, at her cousin. He shouldn’t have slept with her. At least not yet. It would complicate the issues that have been plaguing them the more.

She would have to tell this to her Aunt. She thought, walking away from the door into the hallway.

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Emma watched, cross legged on the bed, not even making an effort to get dressed, as Derek wore the last piece of his clothing, the grey singlet.

She thought that even in the morning, he looked so beautiful and sexy.

Her eyes might have communicated her thoughts, because in the next second, he climbed back into the bed, and with his knees on the bed, he dropped a kiss on her lips, but she shifted away, remembering that she usually had a funny morning breath.

“What is the problem?” He asked, dropping kisses on her neck, while his hand traced lines from her belly to the curve under her breasts.

She inhaled in deeply, trying to control her body’s weakness to him.

“I usually having morning breath…” She mumbled, biting her lips, as he bit into her flesh, while circling her left nipple slowly with his thumb.

“Is that so? I see…” He said.

Emma knew that he was smiling. She could hear the smile in his voice.

But before she could come up with anything, he meshed his lips onto hers.

A soft kiss at first.

His lips brushed against hers, softly, delicately, like butterfly wings, just long enough that he could inhale her breath, feel the warmth of her skin, and the taste of her morning breath which she had mentioned earlier. He smiled against her lips as he wondered why she had been so embarrassed about it. He found it sweet and endearing.

Then, she bit his lips, using her tongue to run over it slowly, as she opened her eyes and gazed at him sexually.

His lips mashed against hers hotly then, as if trying to flatten and destroy her mouth. She hungrily pushed back, her mouth open, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within. The bristles of his beard scratched against her soft cheeks as she gripped his head firmly, as if to keep him from escaping. She worked her mouth against his, their tongues battling back and forth like wrestlers, each trying to pin the other.

But he broke away from the kiss as suddenly as he had started it.

She whined, wanting more, drawing him back to her lips with her hands which were on his neck, peaking her breasts strongly on his chest.

“Emma…” He groaned, as she slipped her hands into his singlets, rubbing his back, then his belly, slowly, then fastly, riling his sexual emotions up.

“I want you.” She stated, not mincing words, as she kissed his neck slowly, running her tongue over his weak spot, and bitting into it.

“Touch me.” She breathed out, pushing her breasts to his chest, egging him on to touch it, to feel it.

“Emma…” He grunted, knowing that they should stop, but finding the reason why. His thoughts were getting jumbled by the passing second.

When she tried reaching out for his already hard member through his shorts, as she was now kneeling too on the bed, he backed away, slightly, his hands stretched out, as if in surrender.

“We need to stop now. I think I remember why Maya had come looking for us.” He said, sighing as he saw her shoulders drooped, and her eyes sad like an unhappy puppy.

When she didn’t show any indication that she had heard him, he continued nevertheless.

“The quiz. We have the professor’s quiz this morning.” He said, trying to calm his wolf who already was asking him to forget the quiz and claim his mate again. But someone had to be responsible for both of them.

“Damn!!” He heard her scream immediately, and rubbed his forehead tiredly, knowing that she too had forgotten in the wild chase of their romance, about the vampire professor and his quiz. He also knew that she doesn’t joke with her studies, and that she wouldn’t have loved to miss the quiz, owing to the fact that they had been absent from school for more than two weeks.

In the absence of these two conditions, he knew that he wouldn’t have been able to resist her temptation. No. Actually, he would have initiated it, himself.

But already, he knew that the image of her breasts as she had tried to convince him to make love to her again, would remain etched in his mind, all through the day. He didn’t even think he would write and pass the quiz. He didn’t trust himself not to mention his little witch’s name among the names of the ancestors which might be required in the history paper.