Chapter 6

• Velvet’s POV
• “I can help you, right?” He asked.
• Another thunder bomb was released to my nerves.
• I nodded without knowing. I watched him pick the skirt, his hands guiding my legs up, boobs brushing against the side of his face, and his lips as he pulled it up.
• My nipples got so hard.
• I even thought he would sweep his lips over it, sucking it.
• Goshhhh!
• The level of self-control this Alpha has needs an Award.
• Just then my eyes dropped low, to his trousers.
• A boner.
• I threw my gaze away, bashing up and down, fighting to suppress another glowing redness.
• Then at the top, he raised my hand up, putting it over me.
• I recreated his fingers walking over me and crawling on my body.
• My goodness.
• He's done, and he turned swiftly. Almost at the door. I grabbed his wrist. He stopped.
• “Alpha, do you have a mate or a girlfriend?” I asked, even though my dad told me earlier he doesn't.
• “Why do you ask?”
• “Because I can be—” I cleared my throat.
• No! No! Too soon.
• I formed another thought.
• “I'm worrying about how you do when you're horny.”
• I turned around, grinning so hard. He smacked my ass, eyes stern and cold.
• “That's your punishment each time you get naughty.”
• “Do you need to know? I really think that's not necessary.”
• I grabbed his wrist, refusing to let go. “No, please tell me.”
• I feigned grumbling sounds, determined to hold on till he gave me the answer I wanted.
• “I do treat women. I've seen a lot of bodies, of pussies and asses, so literally I'm used to it. I rarely get a boner.”
• I froze; my legs shook. My eyes spilled so wide on my eyeballs, I was afraid they would fall off.
• No wonder he's smitten right away despite all my seduction tricks.
• They dropped low.
• Isn't that a boner?
• His eyes trailed mine, dropping to his bulge, which was straining across his pants.
• “You only have a boner for me?” These words left my mouth before I had time to think it through.
• “Come on, let's go.” He grabbed my hand, dragging me with him. I couldn't stop the giggles that were erupting.
• Close to the entrance door, he smacked my ass.
• My punishment. One I wanted to do much.
• “Behave yourself outside there.” He growled.
• I nodded, pouting. “Yes daddy!”
• “Naughty girl.” The words rang out deep, vibrating inside my ear walls.
• “Naughty always for you!” I whispered, flinching as soon as he lowered his face to look at me.
• I didn't say that.
• The driver was waiting for the black Toyota truck outside. I'd thought he was the one to drive. My expectations dropped. I won't be able to behave naughtily inside of the car.
• “My driver won't mind.”
• “Urghh?” I reacted to the sudden statement, an answer to a worry I didn't say out loud. Is he reading my mind? Can his wolf read my mind?
• Werewolves have to be mates with each other to be able to sense what the other person is thinking. Or they need to have some deep emotional connection, deep enough to involve their wolves.
• Either way, I couldn't just confirm right away; some mate bonds don't reveal themselves right away but become so obvious over time.
• This had just dropped a deep level of curiosity in me.
• I'm not going to rest until I get the answer.
• He opened the back door of the car, covering my head while gently guiding me to climb up. The truck was high; he had to grab my waist, carrying me inside.
• He climbed in after me. The driver started the car; I guess he already told him where we're heading.
• My driver won't mind.
• These words re-echoed in my mind. I bit my lower lip, locking eyes with him. Firm and persistent.
• I need you to take me right now in this car.
• I tested my wolf again to see if he would respond to my plea, even though I've not said it out.
• “Can't you stay without bothering about that? Are you that hyperactive?”
• I turned to the driver, self-cautious. He certainly heard that?
• But his hand pulled my face off the driver with force.
• “I'm talking to you!”
• My heart thumped.
• "Didn't I tell you he won't mind, or have you forgotten? Why worry?”
• I swallowed hard.
• Daddy Zavian likes to contradict himself too much.
• Now he's asking me to stay calm, right after he's telling me the driver won't mind.
• I had no words to say; all the words I had were soaked up by emotions. The only thing I could do now was gulp in countless saliva.
• “I want you—”
• The only words I managed to say after minutes of staring at him, saliva nearly dripping from the corner of my lips.
• His face looks so gorgeous. Eyes radiant brown, gripping me firm, curling sensations in my core, getting me wetter.
• I never knew before now I could get wet just by his scorching eyes.
• “Okayyy—”
• He only said that, nothing else.
• “In what way?” He said aloud.
• I knew what he was doing here.
• I wanted to turn to the driver again but recalled what he said to me. I remained still, knowing for sure we were being heard.
• Lowering my head, I turned around shyly to face the window. Hope is gone.
• "He's my cousin and my confidante," he whispered, pulling my eyes back on him in a kind of shocking glance.
• “Maybe you could just sit on your lap for a while."
• A swarm of butterflies soared through my stomach. His face beamed with pleasure, his eyes with deep lust.
• Alpha Zavian grabbed my waist without giving me an opportunity to talk, turning me over to sit on his lap facing him, my pussy directly grazing against his bulge.
• “You wanted this, didn't you?” He growled.
• “Now I'm giving you what you were craving for so you can rest.”
• I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came forth; rather, a moan erupted when he jerked me up, brushing his cock harder against my G-spot.
• "Now this is much better." I moaned.
• "Good!" He said, still staring deep till I turned shy.
• My body and heart all together were getting on a melting spree.
• With this kind of stare, a steady look from the man placing me on a hot seat, I could barely survive.
• I jerked up, fanning myself with my hand, gasping for air.
• “I guess you're choking.” Zavian said, leaning across, sealing my lips in a kiss.
• My first real kiss.
• I mean a deep kiss…