My Best Friend's Alpha

9.

Meela

Our eyes meet and a heat courses through my veins like lava. The musky scent of Nial hits me from across the table. Karmen howls in excitement as beads of sweat form at the nape of my neck. Drinking in his smokey grey eyes and chiseled features, my heartbeat accelerates as my thighs squeeze together, trying desperately, but failing miserably to control the throbbing in my underwear.

'Mate'.

The word forced itself out of my mouth and now Karmen was strutting around inside my head, feeling pretty pleased with herself.

'Kiss him' she urged 'You know you want to'

I can't, I shouldn't.... Should I?

Biting my lip in agitation, I notice Nial shifting in his seat, obviously fighting a similar internal battle as me.

In one swift movement he was out of his chair and crouching down next to me, his face only inches from mine. His scent is intoxicating.

Feeling his breath on my cheek causes mine to catch in my throat. I instinctively reach out and stroke my finger along the soft olive skin of his prominent cheek bone.

Damn, it's softer than I had imagined

His grey eyes close at my touch and reopen a moment later, smouldering like steel. Unable to resist any longer, his hands move to gently grasp the sides of my head and his lips hungrily devour mine. My body responds to his touch with my hands finding their way into his shiny thick hair. Deepening the kiss, my tongue invades his mouth. His moans expand the wet patch in my pants. Almost as if he senses my increased arousal, he lifts me off my chair and places me on the table, positioning himself between my legs. As I wrap them around his hips, I can feel his erection push against my sweet spot and I tremble as he places soft kisses along my neck.

Oh god, this feels good.

This was a totally new experience for me, having saved myself for my mate. Now here he is, making my insides clench and ache for him.

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Nial

Meela's lips taste better than I had dreamt. Her sweet scent clouds all of my senses, she makes me so hard.

Alistair is trying desperately to fight his way to the surface as I plant kisses along her neck. His voice booming in my head.

'MARK HER!'

My lips curl back, exposing my canines, they gently scrape over her marking spot. This isn't right, I know this isn't right. She hasn't even formally accepted me as her mate.

Overpowering Alistair, I gain control and pull away. She places a hand on my chest, breathing deeply, a bewildered expression on her face.

'That was..' a shy smile dances across her lips, 'Wow'.

A husky chuckle rumbles in my throat.

'We could be so good together Meela, please, just give us a chance'

Lifting her chin to assess her reaction, she bites her bottom lip as her eyes search my face for sincerity.

She jumps up from the table and straightens up her dress. Walking towards the door, she looks back over her shoulder.

'I'll think about it'

The grin on my face is unstoppable.

'I'll speak to you tomorrow?'

A cheeky glint flashes in her eyes

'We'll see'

And with that she was gone, leaving an aroma of vanilla and jasmine behind.