Alpha Asher novel By Jane Doe chapter 13
“You thought I was going to fk you?” Alpha Asher’s rough voice was questioning as he looked down at me. “Only good girls get fked, Lola.”

Something flashing in the depths of his eyes made me gulp. If he wasn’t going to f**k me, what did he have planned?

Alpha Asher grabbed the belt that bound my hands, yanking roughly as he pulled me over to his office chair. The belt pinched my wrists, and I bit back a whimper that threatened to escape my lips.

Alpha Asher sat down in his chair, pulling me until I stood in front of him.

“Remove your pants.” Alpha Asher’s honey gaze was flecked with black, his voice even and calm.

My stomach lurched and a warm heat flooded my face.

“Is he serious?” Maya hissed.

I clenched my legs together, trying to hide the obvious smell of my arousal. Something about Alpha Asher taking charge, allowing the most primal part of him to show, was incredibly seductive. Nonetheless, I placed a defiant stare on my face. While excitement and allure churned in my gut, I refused to be thrown around without putting up a fight. Alpha Asher wanted obedience, he would soon learn that his punishments encouraged the opposite.

“I will not ask you again, Lola.” Alpha Asher’s voice had turned deadly, a low growl lingering in his words.

Another annoying pang of excitement ran through me. Defiance had come naturally for me, and I relished in my independence. Once I had learned to truly defend myself, the submissive and quiet part of me had died.

I clamped my teeth down on my lip, a habit I had formed over the years. Alpha Asher’s reaction was near instantaneous. His eyes had darkened and flickered down to my lip.

“Stop that.” Alpha Asher snapped, sending another rush of excitement through me.

I let my eyes grow wide, a picture perfect look of innocence clouding my features. I looked down at Alpha Asher and batted my eyes.

“Stop what, Asher?” I gaped innocently, running my teeth across my soft lip.

A low snarl sounded from Alpha Asher’s chest as he grabbed the belt that bound my hands and yanked me forward.

“You just had to call him Asher.” Maya grumbled and rolled her eyes.

I grinned innocently, “Oops?”

I stumbled forward and my bound hands connected with Alpha Asher’s chest. I was extremely aware of how hard his chest felt beneath my hands.

“Let go of me.” I growled, my core clenching as Alpha Asher gabbed fist fulls of my shorts.

that earlier, Lola.” Alpha Asher glowered at me, his

my body, dropping them to the floor. He moved faster than I thought possible, yanking the belt and throwing me

underwear that provided some form of coverage. I had my cheeky black underwear on, and squirmed as I was draped across Alpha Asher’s lap. My bottom was in

going to do. A simple spanking couldn’t possibly be

head back so I locked eyes with him. His hand yanked the hair tie from my head, letting my

chair, keeping me locked in place. A familiar pressure began building in between my legs at the thought

a sharp sting ran through my

his voice low and husky as I recovered from the slap

Asher’s hand lift and slam down again, causing

turning into something new. As the lump beneath my stomach grew, the pain began mixing with pleasure. It was er*tic to know Asher was getting off on spanking me. Whether he admitted it or not, he wanted my disobedience. He wanted a reason to

begging to be scratched. The scent of

my lip in a whisper, my resolve finally cracking. My body

and husky, only

the cusp of my lips. They were begging to be spoken, and

sending heat rushing to my core. His

Asher’s fingers tangle in my loose hair, yanking my head back so I could

a smirk formed on his chiseled face, while victory gleamed in his eyes. A frustrated whimper nearly left my lips when the belt

learned your lesson, Lola?” Alpha Asher’s voice was

my lips quietly, fueled by my desire for more. I would’ve admitted anything

eyes burning into my own. “I want to

wide and my face flushed, I was sure he could see the lu*t

Alpha Asher’s eyes had softened infinitesimally, but his

flinched at how sore my backside was, the

Asher to continue, my pride felt wounded. I told him I would

up in a smirk, making him look handsome

head. I could only pray the scent of my arousal hadn’t flooded from his office, letting the rest of the pack house

and I truly hoped the

Breyona met me at my front door, the three of

was stuck with another group for patrol, stationed on

meant to let you know, were going to a part tomorrow.”

worried about drinking or partying. We could do both easily and return to work the next day. It took far too much alcohol to get a werewolf drunk, and

Breyona, noticing Mason was

tomorrow night and half of the

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