Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Forbidden Lycan: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

-Daphne-I could understand if my confession scared him, but I felt an undeniable pull toward Jackson. It couldn’t be just the mate bond—there was something more. I liked it, and a small smile played on my lips as we continued driving. But when we neared a massive mansion, confusion crept in.“Is this…?” I began.“My cousin’s place? Yeah,” he replied.“I heard there’s a dungeon here. Planning on tying me up?” I teased, crossing my arms. But when he turned to me, his eyes were glowing.“Is that something you’d enjoy?” he asked, his voice low.“Jackson!”“What? I can do that if it turns you on,” he said.I rolled my eyes, though I couldn’t deny the thought had its appeal.“Or, you can tie me up and have your way with me. How does that sound?” he inquired.“I…”Sounds good to me! my wolf practically shouted.“Eh, that’s…” I stammered.“Oh, you like that,” he whispered, leaning in closer, filling the space between us. My hand instinctively pressed against his chest. “Goddess, Jackson…”He

-Daphne-I had never thought being spanked could be enjoyable, and the first one had certainly hit hard, but this was something else. It was a mix of shock and a dull sting, accompanied by a warmth that spread to my pussy, making me wonder if I was dripping.“Shit, Daphne,” he mumbled, probably noticing it happening.He ran his fingers along the trail, scooping up my juices and pushing them back inside me before fucking me with his fingers.“Goddess!” I exclaimed.One finger joined the other two, stretching me. He didn’t move much, but I couldn’t help but shift back and forth, craving more, wanting them deeper inside me. It felt incredible. The pleasure began to build again as I fucked myself on his fingers, but then he withdrew them, making me whimper.“Jackson!” I looked over my shoulder to see him sucking his fingers clean, and the sight made me heat up.“Sassy mates don’t get to come,” he said, a teasing smile on his lips.“I was so close,” I moaned.“I know.”“That’s cruel!”“I kn

-Daphne-I had been very clear about not wanting him to touch me, but when I woke up in the morning, I found a heavy arm around my waist and a hard body pressed against me. I was about to tell him to move to his side, but when I shifted, I felt his hard cock rubbing against my ass.A rush of warmth surged through me, igniting a delightful sensation I couldn’t ignore. How could I lose control so quickly? My body seemed to move on its own, my hips subtly shifting against him, inviting him closer.Jackson groaned darkly, pulling me even tighter against him, his hands slipping over my stomach and guiding my movements. “Hungry?” he whispered in my ear. “Do you need your alpha?”Goddess, I loved that dark morning voice. As his hand dipped lower, slipping under the t-shirt I had slept in, a startled gasp escaped my lips when his fingers found my clit. He didn’t move them. Instead, he let me roll my hips against his touch, bringing us both pleasure. I grabbed my pillow, biting down on my lip,

-Daphne-I thoroughly enjoyed getting to know Jackson and allowing him to know me in return. We talked for what felt like hours, completely unaware of how quickly time passed until the sun began to set, casting a warm glow through the open doors we had left ajar to let in the cool breeze.“Shit, I think we’ve missed dinner,” he whispered.I turned to see the sun dipping lower in the sky.“Shall we go eat?” he asked.I nodded, and he took my hand, leading me toward the kitchen. As he made me sit at the kitchen island, I suddenly realized something important.“I can’t cook,” I confessed.He chuckled. “That’s all right. I can.”“You can?”“My mom taught me,” he said. “I’m not a chef, but I can make us some food.”I smiled, enjoying myself as I watched him start to prepare dinner. A warm feeling enveloped me, and I couldn’t understand why my family didn’t want this for me. Why choose coldness when I could have warmth?Then why are you listening to them? my wolf countered.I sighed, unsure

-Daphne-As Jackson explained his perspective, I slowly began to see where he was coming from. I couldn’t say I completely agreed, but I could understand his reasoning.“Jackson…” I started.“Consider it.”“But it wouldn’t be right,” I whispered.“What do you mean?”“I mean you would be forced to stay bound to me. Feelings can change. You could still get angry with me, and where would we stand then?” I asked, my heart heavy.“But it would be different,” he insisted.“No, you would hate me.”“Daphne, I could never hate you.”“No, listen to me.” I grabbed his hands, holding on tightly, and a smile spread across both our lips despite the seriousness of our conversation. We were still mates, and we desired each other deeply. But I focused on the conversation, needing him to understand the gravity of what we were discussing.“A lot of bad could still happen,” I reminded him.“I know,” he replied.“My family could come after yours.”“Yes.”“Rumors could spread.”“I see where you’re going,” h