Alpha Asher and Lola

Chapter 214

Midnight, that was when Rowena would start the spell that would crack open Tessa’s mind and unleash her innermost thoughts.

There were risks involved, serious risks.

For one, Zeke could go insane. His own subconscious shredded in an attempt to reach Tessa's. Two, what Tessa said. earlier could be right. 1

What if doing the spell doesn't matter? What if the witches are already here?

We had all day to kill, and I was seriously not looking forward to it. Well, that was until Asher said he had something planned for us, something we needed to do. 1

“You're not going to tell me where we're going, are you?” I grumbled; my voice disgruntled even though my insides were. twisting with excitement.

Asher’s laugh was low and smooth, rumbling in his chest. It tickled the spot in between my shoulder blades, right where his body met my back. Thanks to the blindfold he tied around my face, all I could see was red, scraggly fabric. He'd put it on right after we stopped by his

parent's house and made me keep it on the entire car ride. Even my nose seemed content on betraying me, because the only scents I picked up were that of the town and forest.

“Nope. Not even if you begged.” He hummed thoughtfully. “Actually, scratch that. I might just tell you if you beg.”

Never one to pass up an opportunity, I dug my heels into the dirt and jutted my lower lip out in a pout.

"Where are we going? Please tell me,

Alpha.” I half purred; half whined.

Sparks tickled the side of my neck when he rested his chin on my shoulder. He toyed with one of the straps to my bra and chuckled.

“This place bringing up any particular memories?” He asked

When he slid the strap of my tank top down and planted long kisses along my bare shoulder, a memory floated to the surface in my mind.

It felt like it happened so long ago, in a past life that belonged to some other version of myself. Truly, it had only been a year or so, but a lot has happened during that short amount of time.

As I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be carried away by the memory, Asher's tender kisses were replaced by the rough bite of tree bark as it pressed into my back.

The world floated away, and we were no longer in Asher's pack but in what used to be Tyler's. It was a different lake I ventured to, one smaller than this and not nearly as beautiful, but it was my own secret place I could come to unwind.

I had made the mistake of wearing only a lacy bra and underwear, not knowing that Asher was nearby and watching the entire thing. My eyes fluttered open when I remembered the way he towered over me, forcing me against the tree with his calloused hands, fighting the very fire that now licked at my skin.

“Well?” He purred.

I swallowed, my eyes rolling when he scraped his teeth along my throat. The pain melted into something that felt too good, and that feeling sank lower, reaching the apex between my legs.

Now I knew why he chose the bra and underwear I had on. It was all too similar to the set I'd worn that day.

“N-No.” I lied. “Not ringing any bells.”

"Oh, that's a pity.” He hummed, his hands snaking around my waist to pop the buttons on my jeans. “Perhaps I can help refresh your memory.”

The sting of bark against my bare back was nearly identical. What made this time different was that Asher no longer had an iron grasp on himself and had long ago thrown his restraint to the wind. He wasted no time tearing the bra and panties from my body and lapping up every inch of my bare skin with his eyes.

His stare was that of a mad man hell bent on memorizing every facet of what he was seeing, drinking in every curve and divot like he himself had molded them from nothing. He lifted me from the ground effortlessly, wrapping my legs around his waist and making a beeline for the blanket sprawled out along the beach.

“This is what I wanted to do to you that day.” His voice was hoarse, strained with need. “So fucking cocky and headstrong. Always teasing, always tempting...”

I barely felt the softness of the blanket as Asher lowered me to the ground, pinning my thighs in place and sliding down the length of my naked body to rest in between my legs. Even after all this time, the way he stared at the most private parts of my body with such feral need, made my face flush viciously.

Asher stared up at me with eyes of molten gold, hovering so close to my pussy that I could feel every hot breath that escaped his lips.

“I'm going to eat your sweet little pussy now, Lola.” His voice came out impossibly low. “And you... you're going to scream my name and ride my face like your life depends on it. Understand?”

"Y-Yes, Alpha.” I stammered, my thighs quaking from anticipation alone.

His eyes rolled into his head before closing, and a shudder worked its way down his spine. The guttural snarl that tore through him was my only warning before he latched onto the source of my slick heat. The unhinged way he moved his tongue, thrashing it against my clit and delving it into my hole as far as it could reach, reminded me of the night he broke into my room and forced himself on me.

As angry as I'd been, as much as I'd fought, my body had never been so fucking wound up.

The memory assaulted me, merging with the present and forcing a long string of curses from my lips that ended in me mewling Asher’s name. His snarl tickled my thighs when I grabbed his hair and pulled, gyrating my hips exactly how I knew he wanted me to.

Day turned to night as I plummeted off the edge, spurred on by Asher inserting two fingers into my pussy and curling them upwards.

When the stars faded from my eyes and the sun returned, peeking from behind a cluster of clouds, I looked down to see the glazed, lust-filled eyes of my mate.

"You..." He growled, crawling up my body to force his lips against my own. are a fucking Goddess.”