All Chapters of The Dangerous Alpha Stepbrother Wants Me: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

SONYA'S POVAfter the ceremony, Reign and I make it approximately forty seconds into the walk back to the estate before he stops pretending he's interested in getting there gracefully.One second we're walking down the corridor, his hand warm at the small of my back, and the next he's turning me against the wall with one hand and kissing me like he's been thinking about it for the last four hours of standing in that courtyard watching me talk to other people.Which, to be fair, he probably has.The champagne from the celebration is still warm in my blood, not enough to make me anything other than a slightly looser, slightly more reckless version of myself, and when he pulls back just enough to look at me I can tell from his eyes that he's in exactly the same state."Room," I manage."Corridor's fine." Reign drawls."It's really not, Reign." "There's no one…""Landon is literally right there," I say, nodding past his shoulder.Landon, to his credit, is already walking very purposefull

SONYA'S POVI do."Harder." Reign orders.I squeeze harder, and the sudden intensity of it makes my hips roll up off the bed.Reign makes a sound across the room, low and approving, and I glance over to see that his hand has found his cock. He's stroking himself torturously slow, watching me with his jaw tight and his eyes very dark.Watching him watch me might be the most unexpectedly devastating thing that's happened tonight.I move my fingers faster, and the tension starts building properly, that well-known heat coiling low in my belly, and I'm chasing it without even meaning to."Don't come," he warns."Reign…""Not yet." His own hand stills on himself. "Hold it."I slow down, gritting my teeth, my hips still rocking against my own hand, my body thoroughly uninterested in following instructions."You're doing well, Sonya," he says, which does not help at all with the whole not coming situation."I hate you," I breathe."No, you don't.""Right now I genuinely…""Keep touching yours

SONYA'S POVI've been Luna for weeks now, and I've met with eleven visiting pack representatives, sat through four council sessions, resolved a territorial dispute involving two packs of wolves, and learned how to give Reign a look across a room that makes him wrap up meetings faster.I have not met my biological father.I've been avoiding Alpha Elon for exactly twenty-six days.Not that I'm counting.Okay, I'm counting.Phoebe thinks it's hilarious, especially since he's arriving tomorrow. Reign thinks it's understandable. Selene, who has been staying in a guest suite at the estate while she figures out what her post-Melvanie life looks like, has been remarkably patient about the whole thing, which makes me feel guilty, which makes me avoid it more.Classic Sonya logic.“He sent another letter,” Landon mentions, dropping it on my desk as he turns to leave my Luna office. Yes, I have a Luna office now, which is both cool and terrifying. Still getting used to that.I look at the envelo

SONYA’S POVAlpha Elon sees it and doesn't pretend he doesn't. He also doesn't reach for me, which I appreciate. He just waits."I'm not angry at you," I say, when I can. "In case you were wondering.""I was." His voice is low. "A little.""You didn't choose any of this either.""No. But you're the one who grew up without a father, Sonya. That's not the same as me growing up without a daughter, even if both things hurt."I look at him across the small table, this man with my eyes and gray in his hair, and I feel a little less guarded. It's not a resolution or a clean ending. Just a door, cracked open slightly, enough for light to come through.“I'd like for you to visit my pack,” he eventually says. “The Mael Storm Pack. It's your birthright too, and I'd love for you to meet your extended family."My extended family. Another complication I hadn't considered."I'd… like to, eventually. When I'm ready."His expression changes, and whatever he's feeling gives way to warmth. "Whenever you

REIGN’S POVI reach under Sonya’s dress, hook my fingers into her underwear, and pull it down her legs. She steps out of it, watching me. I bring the fabric to my face without any particular ceremony about it, breathing her in, and her expression goes from curious to flushed in about half a second."Reign…""You smell incredible," I tell her simply, and set her underwear on the desk. Then I put both hands on her hips and turn her around so she's facing away from me, bent forward against the desk's edge, and her hands go flat on the surface automatically."What are you…"I drop to my knees behind her and spread her with both hands and the noise she makes when my tongue finds her pussy is loud enough that I'm briefly grateful for the thick office door.I take my time. I always take my time with this, because she responds so completely and so honestly that rushing past it would be wasteful. My tongue works through her folds, learning the specific way she tastes right now after the reun