Tarryn

“I can brush my hair myself, you know…” I mumble in a shy tone.

Alex laughs softly but doesn’t stop brushing my hair. He is sitting on the edge of the bed with me in his lap. It sets things into perspective. Alex is so gentle and kind that it’s easy to forget he is a giant. His thighs are monstrously huge, and my legs don’t reach the floor.

Is he this built because of his old football days? Werewolves are huge. I get that. Though, I get the feeling that because Alex didn’t use his inhuman strength playing football, he pushed his body even more to the limit. Which paid off. The guy is massive.

Perhaps it’s from surviving out here in the apocalyptic world too? Not much else to do other than work out and hunt. I ponder that until Alex’s calloused fingertips touch my scalp, and I shudder.

He laughs. “Are you sensitive here?”

“Very,” I close my eyes in bliss. “But I love it when you touch me there.” A little too much, actually…

“I like brushing your hair,” Alex says. He gently runs his fingers over my scalp, digging into my hair. “You have beautiful hair.”

“Thank you.”

“Do you straighten it to keep it so straight? No offense, but—…”

Alex hesitates, and I laugh. Bless him.

“Yes, I straighten it, and it’s okay. You can ask. I know my mom has a bit of an afro thing going on. But I like to straighten my hair. I had dreads before this, though.”

“Dreads?” Alex chuckles.

“Yes?” I look at him over my shoulder. He has a charming grin, and his foxy ears are growing on me. I swoon. “Is it hard to believe that I had dreads?”

“Yes,” he looks sheepish. “I can’t imagine you having dreads. It doesn’t feel like it’s you. It’s not… Tarryn.”

“Doesn’t feel like it’s me?!” I ask and pretend to be offended. “Excuse me?”

“I mean no offense!” Alex laughs. “Just that… you know… you seem to be into the cute stuff.”

“Ah!” I smile so hard it hurts my cheeks. “This is embarrassing to admit, but I followed the trend. A couple of years ago, everyone wanted to look like a h*p-hop star. Not kidding.”

“That’s true,” Alex continues to work my hair. He is braiding it with careful fingers. “Did little Tarryn—… sorry, LITTLER Tarryn want to become a h*p-hop star?”

I snort. “Hey, littler isn’t a real word! And what is so wrong with having dreams, huh?!”

“Nothing!” Alex hugs me from behind and k****s my ear. I feel like I’m the salad in a burrito while Alex is the bread. He is charming and adorable, and insanely cuddly. “I think it’s adorable that you wanted to become a h*p-hop star as a kid. It’s way better than my dream of wanting to become a veterinarian.”

Oh my god.

“You wanted to become a veterinarian?” I ask, shocked.

Why do I replace that so cute? I don’t know, but he is a werewolf and… gah. Now I see pictures of Alex communicating with animals he is nursing back to health. My panties are so damn wet.

“Silly, right?” Alex chuckles. “My brothers gave me s**t for that. Saying my dream job was for girls and that I should grow up.”

“Not to speak ill of the dead, but it sounds like they were dicks.”

“They were… but I still loved them.”

“Of course you did,” I give him a tiny smile. “They were your brothers, and you’re a really nice person. You would love anyone who offered you food, you big dope.”

“Big dope?”

“Yes, you are a big dope.”

Alex barks a laugh and places his large hands on my sides to dig his thumbs into my ribs. It tickles, and I squirm, but he easily holds me in place. I can’t escape, and while it should just be fun, I’m getting rapidly more turned on by being pressed against his c**k.

“Maybe I am…” he mumbles against my neck and inhales me. “I really can’t get enough of your scent…”

I gulp when I feel Alex’s fat c**k rapidly hardening underneath me. It makes me nervous. Am I supposed to ignore it and play nice? He might not want s*x, but damn, he is so damn hard.

It’s sexy.

Teasing.

Unfair.

Gah, I really want him.

My nostrils flare, and I whimper. “Your c**k is hard…”

He moves his legs intentionally to let me feel all of his sexy, throbbing length underneath me. “And what is your point?”

I swallow thickly. “Are you trying to turn me on?”

He snorts. “Trying? What an insult; are you actually pretending you’re not already in the mood, Tarryn?”

“W-what do you mean?”

He smiles against my neck. “It occurred to me before, but I could have a lot of fun with your body. You’re so curvy, delicious, and tiny; I could do whatever I wanted with you.”

I shudder from need and want yet dare to say, “You’re too nice to take advantage of me, Alex.”

He laughs at that. “Too nice?”

“You are.” I can’t see Alex shifting into a dominant daddy, even if he absolutely looks like one.

He chuckles. “I might be nice outside the bed, but in here?” I can feel his lips stretching to a larger grin. “I’m an animal right here, and I’m not afraid to unleash it. The things I want to do you…”

My only response is another shudder. I’m tongue-tied, bewildered by the fact Alex is darker in bed. Like, I knew he was; we had s*x before. But I thought he was putting on a role.

But he isn’t.

He thoroughly likes being in charge, and I freeze when I hear him chuckle in my ear. “Does it turn you on? Knowing I can do whatever I want with you, and you wouldn’t be able to stop me? Bet I could lift you over my head and eat you out while you m**n my name. Would you like me to do that to you, Tarryn?”

A burning blush creeps up over my face. I like the sound of being eaten up a lot, but it would be embarrassing to admit it.

“Well, it’s not something I’m dreaming of.” Total lie.

“Oh.”

“Yeah,” afraid he might not do it to me if I pretend to be disinterested, I quickly add. “But I wouldn’t have any complaints if—”

Alex cuts me off by placing me on the floor, then stands up to smirk devilishly at me. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“Wait… what? But you—” I stop talking once I notice the grin on Alex’s face. He is up to something. “Why are you looking at me like that for?”

He laughs. “Nothing, just going to give you a head’s up: if you want something from me, you must ask and be honest.”

I stare at him, and he saucily winks at me before heading into the bathroom with a fresh towel.

Damn.

How could he just leave me here like that?!

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