I woke up in bed with dizziness invading my head. I rubbed my eyes before I raise but I was stopped when I heard a little snore beside me. I violently looked at my side and saw Dion. I can't help myself stare at him. At his face and how tired he looked like now. He seemed to deprived himself from sleep. Is he that busy? On his mate?
I ran my hands through his soft and shiny hair. His breathing seemed to attract my eyes. My mind's feasting on his appearance was stopped when his bright eyes suddenly opened. I quickly removed my hand but he caught my arm.
"Morning", he groggily greeted and let go of my hand.
"Good morning", I replied silently at him. I watched him go back to his sleep. After a while I decided to do my everyday routine before going back to the library to study.
I went to the bathroom and took a short and quick shower. I went out wiping my wet hair while wearing a robe. I tilted my head to reach the tip and it dripped onto the fabric.
“Are you done?” I almost jumped out of shock when I heard his voice. I nod my head at him and watch his movements. He started to wear his clothes while looking at his wristwatch sometimes.
“Are you going to work?” I asked him with a little bit dissapointment in my voice. He looked at me, knitting his brows and he chuckled afterwards. I rolled my eyes at him and went to the mirror that has a chair in front. I sit and started to blow dry my hair. “I have work to do, but I can spend my day with you if you like.” I heard him suggesting while he went at my back. He combed his hair through his long slender fingers that smoothly passes the strips and strands of it.
“Nah, I am busy too BECAUSE THERE'S SOMEONE WHO AGREED TO HIS FATHER'S IDEA ABOUT ME STUDYING.” I gave stress on my words and I saw him form a smile in his face.
“Atleast you have something to do. I can't protect you every hour.” He casually said. My heart aches a bit. So, that's it. He only doesn't want to look after me because I can cause inconvenience to him. It does hurt like needles peircing my heart.
“Are you okay?” he asked when he saw my bitter reaction about what he said. “Yeah”, I replied on him. When he's satisfied of his looks, I though he will go to his work but I was wrong. He picked up the blower in my hand and started to dry my hair. I tried stopping him and taking back the drier but he raise it on top so I couldn't reach it given by our height difference.
“I can do that, Dion. You don't need to assist me.” I angrily growled at him but instead of giving me back, he continued what he's doing, moving with expertise. I didn't know that Dion knows how to do this. Is he a gay? That's why he don't want to be the next Alpha?
A tick sound was heard by me followed by a small pain in my forehead. I groaned and started to complained, “Ouch, why are you doing that? It hurts”, I looked at him with a raise brows in the reflection of mirror. He shrugged and open his mouth to speak, “because you are thinking nonsense shits again.” He raised his brows at me, challenging if I will fought back.
“How did you know?” I raised my brows back at him. He switched off the blow dryer and roll the wires.putting it somewhere. He leaned on my back and looked at the mirror. I stared at him too, in the reflection. “Cause I can hear your thoughts and thinking just being by your side.” He revealed. I looked at him with debelief but he just shrugged, still not backing out of our proximity. He leaned closer in my head while playing my hair. He smelled my hair and I saw how he closes his eyes. He's hot as f**k doing that.
His head moved down, sniffing my scent until he reached my neck. His hot breath touches my skin and my insides are churning up from the sensation I feel.
“D-dion” I stuttered, calling his name when I felt his tongue started to lick my earlobes. His breath causes my hair to stand up all over my body. “Hmmm”, I moaned when his tongue roamed the side of my neck while his hand playing on my hair. “Shhhhh”, he whispered in my ear and pulled my chair to turn around, facing him. Dion's hands cornered both my shoulders side by side as he bowed a little so we could be in level.
I saw his eyes burning in desire and it doesn't scare me at all. I closed my eyes and I felt his hand touches my cheeks and running it gently up and down, giving me an unfamiliar feeling in my core.I remained closing my eyes when I felt my body being lifted up on the chair. I opened my eyes and I saw Dion carry me in bridal style. I gulped when I saw that I am too close in his body. I can see clearly his adams apple that moves sexily when he swallows.
My back touches the soft mattress and that I realized he laid me on the bed, I felt his touches started to roam around my body as heat started to raise in our body. I felt Dion started to be lost in our desire too as his hands started to untie my robe that causes my inner garments to show off.
He climbed on top of me and I felt his lips touches my cheeks as he puts a little kisses on it. My moans started to grow louder when his right hand started to massage my mount. A small whimper of moan escaped my mouth. His wet tongue battles on mine until it started to go down again, licking every inch of my skin. He stopped on my chest, nipping and licking the small crown of my breast. We were lost, and after few minutes, I found myself moaning loudly. My body moves synchronously at his. He invades my little privacy, touches my body and owned what I have. Until our body lost in our flesh's desires. Owning each other. Becoming one, and tasting the heavenly gift of couples. The moans started to be louder until it started to died down. And we both fell asleep on each other's embrace.
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I woke up feeling tired and my body are aching all over. I looked to check my own self and I groaned when the memories of what had happened replayed in my head. I looked beside me and I found no Dion. There's no trace of him, again.
Am I being used? Again?