Bullied And Claimed By My Alpha Biker Mate
But to my astonishment, my hand was caught in the air by my wrist as Aleric held eye contact with mine, his gaze sharp and a smug smile curling up his lips.
"Do you realize how slow and frequent your slaps have been recently, Bumblebee? How would you feel if I raised my hand at you the same way you wanted to? Would it make you feel good, perhaps?" He asked but I had no words to respond with.
"You think you could just raise your tiny hand any time you feel like at me? How about I snap them into two?" He questioned, tension rising in the air, his hold on my wrist tightening but I refused to let it show, twisting my wrist In an attempt to pull away as I stared back at him eye to eye.
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