Alessia 67 Novels & Stories

A small growl escaped Dion's lips. Alessia dropped to her knees and unbuttoned his pants. He put his arms up and leant his head back on the couch. Alessia wasted no time in taking him in her mouth, expertly bringing him to the brink of ecstasy. Dion's hands tangled in her hair as he let out a low moan of pleasure. Alessia's eyes sparkled with desire as she continued to please him, knowing exactly how to drive him wild.

Moreover, you have never let me touch you. Alessia’s eyes widened in shock. She bit her lips, shook her head and scoffed. "Can you even hear yourself speak?" Alessia yelled angrily, jolting out from the bed. She has had enough! She has had enough of being treated like trash. She has pretended enough. "You fucked literally everyone under me. They all see me as nothing, and you see that as respect." She was breathing heavily due to the way she was shouting. "You are used to this, so calm down. You will be fine," he simply stated.

“ Six two one right was Alessandra Romano, she is the one you battled thrice for the number one spot, she's the student who came first on the female ranking and second on overall.” “This isn't the time for your jokes,” I warn him, my kind vividly replaying memories from the academy. I had issues with six two one eight, and we battled each other every week to be the best, there's no way that could have been my Alessandra, she was too young to be there.

"Right, it's my room. Who do you think dares to bring a stranger into the alpha's room and even summon the best healers of the pack?" "Only the alpha!" Maya said. "But why did you lie to me?" Maya questioned. "I didn't. I was just teasing you." Ashton said like it was only normal to tease a beautiful girl. "Do you don't have a mate?" Maya asked. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like something was not right. How old was Ashton? He seemed to be in his late twenties and he was telling her that he didn't have a mate. He was an alpha, a very powerful alpha.

Tatiana could only plead in her mind for her dear existence that the Alpha will be lenient enough to spare her. "You're not compatible for me." the Alpha cracked up a mocking barb. "I kept up with such an outstanding expectation from Thyagaraja clan and what did I get in return? Disappointment, perhaps." Tatiana was tight-lipped while hearkening to his insults. How could she berate if the man who disgraced her is the Alpha who controlled a massive territory? His clasp on her hair shrank. "The goddess must be ridiculing me for having such a failure mate."

he said and his step mother yelled more "don't you ever try that Asher don't..she was still talking when he ended the call and threw the phone back to the table. What nonsense is all this how can she get a girl for me to marry did I in any way tell her or anyone that I need a s**t who wants nothing but my money.wh**es everywhere. My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed.

“ And you are?” His low voice sent shivers up my spine. “ Marcella. Marcella Bianchi. I'm Alessia's cousin, bestie and favorite person in the world. Although I'm year older than her, we click so well..” I died of boredom. She was going to embarrass me more if that loose mouth of hers doesn't stop babbling about things that never happened. I had been looking at everywhere else but his face and when I eventually braced myself up to do so, I was greeted with a warm smile instead of fury.

Alessia felt sated and content, her body heavy and relaxed. Turning his side, his eyes never leaving hers as he propped himself up on an elbow while reaching around her and easily removing the silicone plug that was still locked within her as if it was just the thing to do. "How do you feel, moya krasavitsa?" Alessia could feel heat climbing into her cheeks as she thought of what they had just done but she forced herself to return his gaze without flinching, her fingers lightly tracing the stylized cross tattoo on one meaty pec. "Incredible. I feel incredible."

Even Father tried, but Alphonze did what he wanted, and there was no stopping him. "I've assigned her a personal maid," I counter. "That should be plenty." "You do realize that if this gets back to Silas, the peace between our packs will be ruined, correct?" I open my mouth to argue, but stop as the door to Ayla's cabin opens and the woman in question appears. She's dressed in a black pair of leggings and a black tanktop that hugs all her curves just right, and her wild red hair is in a bun atop her head.