Page 32 of Assisting the Alpha
“Shit, Ethan. That’s… shit.”
He doesn’t know the half of it. Fortunately, Kit chooses that moment to call to update me on some data analysis I asked for yesterday.
It’s dinner time when Ayo and I get back and head upstairs to my flat. I wish I could say I’ve calmed down, but my wolf is on edge from Ayo smelling like other shifters, and every part of me is clamouring for me to fucking fix it, whatever it takes.
“I’ll get dinner on. You’ve got time for a shower if you want one.”
There, that was subtle.
Ayo follows me into the kitchen, in the opposite direction to where I need him to go. “I can help. Just tell me what to do.”
“It’s fine. I’ve got this.”
“Ethan.”
“Ayo.”
He sighs and bites his full lower lip. “Please? You’re letting me stay here for free. I need to do something to help.”
I turn my back to him and count to ten, willing my wolf to keep some level of control. The beast doesn’t seem to want to listen where Ayo is concerned, though.
“Do you want some space? I can stay with one of the others.” The quiet uncertainty in Ayo’s voice is my undoing.
I spin in place and stalk forward, not stopping until he backs up against the fridge. I place my hands on either side of his head and cage him in, keeping enough distance between our bodies that he can escape if he wants to. “You smell like cat shifters. It’s been driving my wolf crazy for hours.”
“Oh.” Ayo’s eyes widen.
Apparently I’m not done. “You’re supposed to smell like me, not them. I need to cover you in my scent and make it clear to every shifter, vampire, or fae who encounters you that you’re mine. They shouldn’t get to touch you. Only me. You’remine.”
Ayo’s eyes darken and his breath stutters as his scent spikes with arousal.
It’s possible I went a little too far. My wolf really needs to find some chill.
I force myself to step back, not wanting to cross any boundaries, only for Ayo to follow, go up on tiptoes, and press his soft lips to mine.
Chapter Nine
AYO
Holy shit, I’m kissing my boss. My really, really hot boss. In my defence, how can I resist when the most attractive man I’ve ever met gets all growly and possessive over me?
I pull back when he doesn’t immediately respond, not least because he’s quite hard to reach all the way up there. There’s a second, maybe two, where we just stare at each other.
Then he lunges.
Next thing I know, Ethan’s hands are cupping my face, his mouth is devouring mine like he’s starving for me, and my back hits the fridge behind me again. Our height difference is making my neck twinge and it can’t be comfortable for him either, so I jump into his arms and reclaim his mouth when he catches me, wrapping my legs around his waist to make sure he can’t get away.
His hands find my arse, kneading both cheeks like he can’t help himself. He breaks the kiss, leaving me panting. “You want this?”
Isn’t my hard dick grinding on him enough proof? “Yes. Goddess, yes.”
I get another mind-melting kiss before he breaks off again, kissing his way down my neck. “You don’t have to do this just to stay here with me.”
“I know. I want to.”
“Or to keep your job.”
“I know.”
