Alpha King by Sara Fields

Epilogue

Ava

I felt like it had been weeks since Lawson had touched me. Time had flown after the vampire attack. There was so much to do. Many of the wolves had gotten wounded and I took it upon myself to help treat a great number of them. The meeting of the Council had gone much better than expected. The peace agreement had been drawn up and signed by all attending parties, fully recording the events the Venuti had put into motion.

With a sigh, I leaned over the balcony, taking in the fresh flowers that had been planted along the house and across the rolling hills in front of my home. I’d planted a number of my favorites, including several purple lilac bushes, sunflowers, and a number of gardenias along the walkways. It all came together so beautifully in the end that I found myself admiring it from time to time from the balcony off of our bedroom.

“When the light hits you just right, little mate, I can see right through that thin silky nightgown,” Lawson said from behind me. I turned my head with a smirk.

His arms wrapped around my waist, gliding down to grip the hem. He lifted it slowly, baring me inch by inch until he had it gathered well above my hips.

“Lawson!” I shrieked, trying to grab my nightgown and lower it back down.

“Little mate, it’s been some time since I reminded you of your rightful place, hasn’t it?” he purred, and my legs felt weak.

“Yes, alpha,” I whispered.

“Bend over and grip the railing. I’m going to turn this pretty little bottom bright pink, just because I want to. If you take your spanking like a very good girl, you just may earn my cock inside that greedy little pussy after I’m through. If you’re a bad girl though, you’re going to take me in that tight little bottom of yours,” he growled and I shivered hotly, chewing my lip.

I had a decision to make.

I wanted to feel his hands all over me. Already, my clit was throbbing with anticipation of his touch. I swallowed uncertainly, glancing up toward him. His yellow eyes were almost golden, sparkling with his own desire.

Did I want to be a good girl, or did I want to be a bad girl?

His eyes glinted, and I knew at once what I wanted. I didn’t need gentle. I needed my alpha. I needed my beast.

“Make me,” I dared him.

“Oh, little mate, I’m going to enjoy this,” he grinned, and I lifted my chin in defiance.

I didn’t tell him, but I was going to enjoy this too.

The End