HIS BODY, HIS TOUCHES; I CAN'T FORGET.

His Body, His Touches; I Can't Forget.

Britney's POV.

"I should have let him touch me even more!" I muttered to myself, the frustration and regret palpable in my voice. The walk to Liam's mansion felt longer than usual, as I trudged down the sloppy road, my mind consumed with thoughts of Noah.

I couldn't shake off the memories of our time together. It felt like we had spent an eternity wrapped in each other's arms, lost in the bliss of our own little world. Even now, I couldn't get enough of him, and the mere thought of his touch made my heart race.

As I passed by each building along the street, I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have Noah by my side. The warmth of his touch, the softness of his lips, and the sound of his voice were etched deeply into my memory, and I longed for him with every fibre of my being.

I had made a grave mistake, and now I was forced to face the repercussions of my actions. The urge to make wild, passionate love to my husband had been building up inside of me for weeks, and I couldn't resist it any longer. But in doing so, I had crossed a line that I knew I shouldn't have.

As I approached my house, my heart sank at the sight of Liam sitting on the couch, his eyes fixed on me with a piercing glare. I knew that look all too well; it was the look of disappointment and anger that he often gave me when I had done something wrong.

I could feel his eyes burning into me as I stepped inside the house, and before I could even take off my coat, he was already standing in front of me, blocking my way.

"Where are you coming from, Britney?" he asked, his voice low and controlled.

"Why do you care?" I shot back, feeling a surge of anger rising within me. "It's not like you were going to give me what I wanted from you!"

I could see the frustration in his eyes as he clenched his jaw, and I knew that I had hit a nerve. But I couldn't help myself; I hated it when he acted all bossy and superior around me, especially when he had denied me what I felt was rightfully mine.

I knew that I had messed up, and now I had to face the consequences of my actions. But at the same time, I couldn't help feeling a twinge of resentment towards Liam for denying me what I craved most.

My heart was pounding in my chest as Liam stepped closer to me, his eyes blazing with anger. I knew that I had made a mistake by speaking out of turn, but I couldn't help feeling a surge of frustration and resentment towards him.

"And what's that about? Did you just speak back at me right now, Britney?!" he demanded, taking a step closer to me as if he was going to hit me.

I felt my knees weaken as he approached me, but I refused to back down. "You know, sometimes I just can't help but regret that I ever married you!" I blurted out, my voice barely above a whisper.

I tried to walk away from him, but he instantly grabbed me and pulled me back to the door. "You don't walk out on me when I'm still talking to you, Britney!" he growled, his grip on me tightening.

I could feel his hot breath on my face as he spoke, and I knew that I was in trouble. "Where did you go when you had a four-month-old baby at home!?" he demanded, his eyes blazing with fury.

I tried to struggle free from his grasp, but he was too strong. He pinned me against the door, my hands raised above my head with just his right hand.

"Let me go!!" I yelled, but my struggles were futile. He was the Alpha, and I knew that I couldn't win this fight.

As I stood there, pinned against the door by my husband, I felt a wave of fear wash over me.

I wasn't sure what he was going to do, but I couldn't deny that a part of me was excited.

I had been longing for him to touch me, to hold me, to make love to me. He immediately came closer to my face and out of the blue, he pressed his lips on mine.

My eyes bulged in shock. I wasn't expecting that to be his neck moving on me. I wasn't sure if I was to jump for joy or to overlook his attitude.

But as he kissed me, with his left hand cupping and fondling my boobs, I could sense that he wasn't fully invested in the moment.

I wanted more from him, I needed him to go on, but Liam will always be Liam. He disengaged from kissing me, leaving me looking like a fool instantly.

"You won't turn me into that, Britney!" he asserted before turning around and walking out on me.

I was left standing there, confused and frustrated. I didn't understand why he was being so distant and cold towards me.

'Was it something I did? Was he not attracted to me anymore?' These thoughts were swirling around in my head as I watched him walk towards his study room.

I was still trying to understand Liam's problem when I was instantly pulled out of my deep thoughts by Claire's loud cry.

I realised that I had been neglecting my duties as a mother, and I needed to attend to my daughter immediately.

"Britney?? Britney, I think you should come feed the baby!" I heard my mom's voice call out on me from her room and without hesitation, I ran to her.

I took Claire from her arms and had my breast dipped into her mouth seeing how she must have been starving all day.

As I sat down on a couch, feeding Claire, I couldn't help but feel the tingling sensation that her tongue made on my nipple.

It made me recall the moment when Noah sucked on my boobs too. As I shut my eyes, remembering every moment that had passed by, I felt relaxed.

I felt so good that I just didn't know when my fingers slid under my gown and made its way to my pussy.

"What in the hell do you think you are doing, Britney!?"

I immediately jolted the second I heard my name from not just anyone but the former Luna, Alpha Liam's mom.

I trembled at her Presence, I could feel my bones melt at her voice and my voice ceased at her sight.

"I.. I am…" I was going to apologise but immediately, I got interrupted.

"You've violated the pack rule and your apologies will never be heard. You must give up your position as Luna, Britney Williams! ."

"What will you do now, Britney the lowly Omega?!".

I knew Mrs. Michelson disliked me but I never knew she was waiting to use such against me.

Stepping down as Luna for a slave was never my plan. Who knew she would come visiting?.