Alpha Asher by Jane

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.
Asher’s steps faltered, and the sudden loss of momentum made him press into my backside. I had to bite back a victorious laugh
when I felt the imprint of his stiff cock against my lower back.
“Lola, I’d advise you not to do that.” He grunted; his voice lower.

“Why, Alpha? What’s going to happen to me?” I feigned innocence, my voice silky and sweet.
Asher’s heartrate jumped, and through the mate-bond I could feel his desire spike, heating like coals on the verge of bursting into
flame. I went to turn my head in his direction and felt the soft outline of his lips coast along my ear. His hands found my hips just
as a shudder worked its way through me.
“I’m about three seconds away from bending you over the nearest tree stump and fucking you until you can’t walk. That’s what’s
going to happen to you.”
Oh. 1
The gravely notes of his voice trailed down my neck, licking and heating my flesh until I had to squeeze my legs shut to keep him
from picking up on the arousal pooling low in my belly.
“This place you’re taking us to. Is it better than you fucking me over the nearest tree stump?” I asked sweetly.
Asher groaned. “For Goddess’s sake,
Lola. Yes, it’s better, but I’m not going to have much of a choice if you keep it up.”
To emphasize his point, he pulled my hips backwards, grinding the full length of his now fully erect cock against my backside.
We continued walking in silence, but the urge to poke and prod at the beast was too strong. With every step we took and every
crunch of gravel beneath our feet, it continued to grow. I’d long learned to keep my big mouth under wraps, but with Asher I didn’t
have to try so hard. 1
“So, if you fuck me over a tree stump until I can’t walk does that mean you’ll carry me the rest of the way?”
Asher groaned.
“Lola.”
I snickered softly but managed to behave the rest of the walk. There came a point where the heady crunch of gravel turned soft,
much like soil. Every couple seconds the snap of a twig breaking beneath my feet could be heard, along with the rustle of foliage.
Minutes ticked by when I began to hear the quiet whoosh of running water. Excitement bubbled in my stomach, bringing a smile
to my face but I tampered it down for the time being.

Eventually it grew louder and was accompanied by the scent of fresh water and sunshine.
“Are you ready, Luna?” Asher chuckled, his hands on my waist to position and steady me.
He didn’t wait for an answer, and instead worked to untie the blindfold obscuring my vision. When it fluttered to the ground, I
greedily took in my surroundings. With every new detail my heart began to flutter and take off.
We were standing in front of one of the most beautiful gifts of nature I’d ever laid eyes on.
A lake of pale water sat just twenty feet away, rippling from the little fish that swam to the surface. From the short distance its
shape reminded me of a jellybean, but the lake itself paled in comparison to the waterfall nearby.
Water cascaded down a jagged slope of interconnecting rocks, pouring down the ridges and grooves until it emptied into the
lake.
Running along the shore was a small man -made beach comprised of pale sand that glittered under the sunlight like diamonds.
Hidden behind one of the small dunes was a woven blanket, one I recognized since it had come from our house. There was a
quaint little picnic basket nestled right in the middle.
“Asher...” I trailed off, the words clinging to my tongue with reckless abandon.
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.”