Seducing Alpha Jaxon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Aurora"You can't be fucking serious, Jaxon." I paced back and forth in the room while he sat on the edge of the bed—so calm, so maddeningly unbothered—as if we didn't have a war hanging over our heads like a sword. We fucking did. And breaking the treaty, losing Daniel's support? That would cost lives—more lives than we could afford."This is the best thing to do, Aurora," he said quietly, gently. As if he hadn't just detonated a bomb over all of us."How is that the best thing to do in any fucking universe?" I stopped pacing and stared at him. Did he grow two fucking heads? Because the one he was using was clearly invisible. "Are you insane? We have a goddamned war in front of us, Jaxon, and we don't even know how many fighters they have. You need Daniel. Daniel needs you. That's how this works. You two are a fucking team! And right now is the most crucial moment of your life and you need him by your side—just like you need Dad!""Breaking the treaty might hurt me, yes," he said, st

JaxonHer moans filled the room as I slid my fingers inside her sweet little cunt. She was impossibly tight—no matter how many times I let the monster inside me ruin this beautiful, ethereal woman beneath me, leaving her withering in bliss, there was always more of her to explore—more to taste, more to take, more to ruin. Every inch of her was heaven: soft skin, silken hair, those broken, desperate sounds spilling from her mouth, and those doe eyes staring straight back at me like they were ready to steal my goddamned soul.Aurora was the greatest gift this life had ever offered me and would ever offer me.And I was not a fool to let this gift slide away."Are you going to come, Poppet?" I murmured, leaning closer, my lips brushing hers. They parted on instinct—so fucking submissive. It sent a vicious surge of desire through me, hot and dangerous, the kind that could burn everything to the ground if I let it loose."Yes, Alpha," she breathed, her hands gripping my arms, nails digging

JaxonI watched as panic flooded his eyes—raw, intense, unmistakable. His body went rigid as he quickly pulled out, staring at me like he'd crossed a line he hadn't meant to, his entire frame tight with fear and restraint.Shit. He was already beating himself up for it."Shit. I am so fucking sorry," he muttered, breath uneven. "I shouldn't have—"He let out a shaky exhale, but before he could finish, I cut him off.My hands slid up, wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer—slow, deliberate, gentle enough to soothe, firm enough that he couldn't pull away even if he wanted to."Aurora, what are you—"I didn't let him finish.I closed the distance between us and pressed my lips to his, our mouths colliding as our hips instinctively found each other again. I silenced him with my kiss, parting his lips, slipping my tongue into his mouth. The taste of him—warm, familiar, intoxicating—made my head spin as the smooth, overwhelming sensation of him filling me again sent a sharp breath thr

AuroraI walked back inside the bedroom and my eyes immediately fell on Jaxon.He was still asleep.God—this man was not alert at all when he slept. I mean, I was pretty sure I could kill him in his sleep and he still wouldn't realize it, wouldn't even stir. The thought made a suppressed smile tug at my lips. Slowly, carefully, I climbed back onto the bed and used my fingers to trace a lazy line from his forehead, down the bridge of his nose, all the way to the sharp edge of his jaw.Nothing.He didn't react. Didn't flinch. Just shifted a little in his sleep, breathing deep and steady, completely unaware of me.I didn't want to wake him.I really didn't.But what choice did I have?In just a few hours, there was going to be an announcement in front of the entire pack—the pretend treaty breaking. And Jaxon was the second main actor in this whole mess. He needed to know. He needed to be prepared. And that meant waking him up, even though I hated the idea and even though I loved watching

Aurora He had fucked me in the meeting room.Made me come—twice.And even now, as we walked back toward our room, I could still feel him. His thick length lingered inside me like an imprint, like my body hadn't caught up with reality yet. As if he had fucked my pussy into remembering him—his size, his girth, the veins my walls had learned to recognize too quickly, too greedily.And as you already know—how fucked up I am—I loved it.Every second of it."Is it fair," I asked casually, turning to face him while walking backward, "that you haven't shown me any of the luxurious things your pack is apparently famous for?"The floor stretched wide and empty around us. Plenty of space. Enough that I was sure we could keep this little game going all day."Luxurious things?" He lifted a brow. "I don't think there's anything luxurious about my pack, poppet."The nerve of this man—to look genuinely clueless.Or maybe he really was that rich. So used to excess that he didn't even recognize it as