Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret

Chapter 341

Axel’s words are like a balm on my wounded soul.

Maybe I should be questioning why he cares so much, why he would bother taking revenge for someone he seemingly doesn’t like very much.

But then I think about my own hot and cold feelings toward him- how sometimes I really dislike him, but at other times, I want him

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I know it has to do with the fact we’re mates, even though Axel

rejected me.

And now I wonder if it’s possible Axel feels the same push and

pull.

He’s made no secret of the fact he doesn’t like me, but at the

same time, maybe he wants me or at least his wolf wants me-

which means he’s contending with the same kind of confusion

that I am.

Either way, I can’t deny how grateful I am that my mate is here

with me now, even if we won’t or can’t even be together.

I’m glad he’s the one taking care of me, that he’s here to comfort

me exactly when I need it.

And the fact he wishes he could avenge me?

That makes it almost impossible to deny all the warm feelings unfurling within me, chasing away that bone–deep coldness |

haven’t been able to escape for what feels like years.

I know that anything between us anything more than just holding each other as we are now–is a bad idea, however, in this

moment, I want to feel even closer to him than I already do.

There’s every chance he’ll immediately rebuff me.

But of course, my wolf is all for it.

Sometimes it’s just easier to feel than it is to think.

So I don’t let myself think, I just lean up and press my mouth to Axel’s, my heart skipping several excited beats as our lips slide

together.

The first time I kissed Axel, I was trying to trick him, so I didn’t

think too much about how it felt.

The second time, I’d been half asleep and it’d almost felt like a

dream.

An amazing dream.

But a dream nonetheless, leaving the details hazy.

This time, however, I’m wide awake and very aware of what I’m

doing.

I’m completely clear–minded about the choice I’ve made.

Just because Axel and I won’t ever end up together in some happily ever after, doesn’t mean I can’t discover what it feels like

to be with my mate.

Even if knowing is worse than not knowing, I’d rather have

something, anything, despite how it’s nothing more than some.

stolen, forbidden moments of time, rather than have nothing of

him at all.

And even though I thought Axel might stop this from happening,

he’s kissing me back.

Unlike previous times, this kiss isn’t desperate and frenzied, a

simple explosion of lust.

He’s kissing me slow, deep and delicious, his tongue doing

languid, wicked things that I feel all the way down to my toes.

Emboldened, I climb on top of him, and he lets me.

This time I’m the one getting to explore him.

I slip my hands under his shirt, shivering as I trace the ridges of

muscles.

And when that’s not enough, I impatiently push his shirt up, exposing his abdomen, and then break the kiss so I can taste the salty, manly musk of his skin.

He doesn’t try to stop me, and I get lost in the moment exactly

how I wanted. No thoughts, just the pleasure of being with my mate.

I make my way down his abdomen and don’t hesitate in unbuckling his belt, and then unfastening his pants.

He murmurs my name, but not to stop me, more like he’s as lost in the moment as I am.

With anticipation running hotly through me, I free his erection, barely wasting a second before I lick the hard, hot length of him, making all his muscles tense and his body bow up off the bed a little.

I love that I’m in control at this moment.

That he’s at my mercy.

That even though he’s stronger and bigger than I am, in this, I can. bring him to his knees, both figuratively and probably literally if I was so inclined.

Axel is large in length and width, and I know I won’t be able to take all of him without gagging, so instead I wrap a firm hand around

the base and mouth the tip, sucking and licking and quickly

working him into a frenzy.

It doesn’t take long before he’s warning me that he’s coming, butI

don’t pull off.

I want everything he has to offer, and I eagerly swallow down

every drop as he shouts his pleasure.

After, he drags me up his chest into a messy kiss.

His eyes are glowing their unique violet color, and I think this time

maybe he’s going to snap and claim me after all.

And I want to be claimed by this man more than anything else I’ve

ever wanted in my life.

So when he growls and flips me over, putting me beneath him, all I do is moan, going all pliant and submissive beneath him, which I

know will drive his wolf wild.

Whatever happens next, I know nothing between us will ever be

the same.