Todos os capítulos de My Beta's Betrayal, My Alpha's Obsession: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

CharisseThe hairdryer blew gently and silently. “What’s on your mind, angel?” Asked the deep voice behind me. I chuckled. I wasn’t thinking about anything. I was just immersed in the tender glide of his fingers through my curls and the adorable knit of seriousness in his brows. He looked like he was working on something incredibly important when it was just drying out my hair. Which wasn’t something that he’d like to hear, but I did promise to be honest. So I answered, “I’m just thinking how cute you are right now.” He flinched up, stunned. “Cute? You think I’m cute?” I laughed. “See!” I pointed at the vanity mirror in front of us. The gorgeous, sexy beast standing behind me looked up at his own reflection, noted the unusual expression on his face, and tinted in slight embarrassment. When he continued drying my hair in silence, a wave of unease seeped in, and I had to check his face for reassurance. And he seemed to notice. Because he suddenly muttered, “No one’s called me

CharisseMy breath got stuck in my throat. Indeed, the Alpha of Crimson Crest is a man of his word. I knew I lied. And I remembered our talk about it so I knew he’d be mad. But somehow, I also knew that Dorian isn’t Val, and even if he was mad at me, he wouldn’t hurt me. I guess that’s why I did it. Deep down, I really wanted to do something for him. I’ve been on the receiving end ever since we met, and it can’t always be that way. And since I couldn’t do much about the estate expansion at the moment, I was fixated on helping him with his more personal matters—as his… wife. He’s not Val. That’s what I keep telling myself. Even when he removed his belt, I told myself it’s okay. Dorian isn’t Val. He wouldn’t use it as a whip. But why would he remove it then? The answer came almost instantly. My wrists came together tightly. The belt had been around his waist so long, it was warmed so thoroughly that I felt his body temperature even without touching him. And the thought of it

Charisse“Dorian,” I clutched him close, “do you like this?” He was wedged deep inside me so I grinded my butt on his lap to massage that huge shaft of throbbing muscles with my walls.And the pebble of my nipple popped from his mouth. “Yes….” The strained tip of his tongue licked and teased, swirling the hard bud around. “It’s fucking good,” he grunted. Hot tremors of pleasure vibrated from his lips through the flesh of my breasts, and I returned another high-pitched “Dorian!” before his scorching lips drew in the slick, trembling skin there and kissed it harder. New pleasure whimpered from my throat as I lifted slightly and plonked right back onto him. And his phallus scraped fiercely before hitting right where I wanted. “Dorian…,” I gasped thinly, “Am I squeezing you, right?” He was gnawing voraciously at the skin above my ribcage when he groaned in greater pleasure and sucked another strong kiss there. “Yes, angel…tighten it… fuck…like that…,” he breathed hoarsely. I coul

Dorian“Therefore, I’m sorry for giving you the best punch ever.” I sipped from my glass and observed the swirling liquid while the communal dick scoffed in disbelief. “That’s it?” He slammed his glass on the table, aggrieved. “I opened the gates for you to show off your new squeaky clean self to the woman of your dreams, and this is what I get—.” “Droptail.” I drew the last sip. “RR,” he added.And I whisked it out then threw it over. He caught it like a pro catcher and checked the key back. “La Rose?” His eager face fell swiftly. “Fuck, Arcadia?” And he glared. “Cheapskate.” “Give it back then.” I shot out a hand to snatch it back when the door swished open and my beautiful, sexy as hell fiancee entered the secret meeting room in that white, curve-hugging number. I just love how she’s curious about everything, scanning around like a tourist. Pushing the loose dick aside, I reached for her instead. “This is where you guys meet?” She muttered in awe, her gaze locked with mine

DorianThe robot laughed. The most normal, annoying laugh of all humans. And I didn’t think he had it in him. Then, the player entered the VIP dining space of his restaurant, asked what’s so funny, got the world’s fastest update in the least number of words, and laughed even harder. “Charisse locked herself in your study because she wants to dig into every detail about you since you spied on her right from the start? Oh my fucking god, that’s the most hilarious thing I’ve ever heard in my life!” The asshole bellowed in his crazy laugh. And the robot laughed once more, holding his stomach. Goddamn it, these two. As if I didn’t have enough humiliation with the woman I’m obsessed with. “ENOUGH.” I slammed my fist, and the table banged like a gun shot that killed the laughter. But only for a second. Thunderous laughing exploded in the tiny room he called ‘a luxurious space’. I rolled my eyes and shook my head, fuming in a huge gulp of whiskey. Fine. Go ahead. Laugh your asses o