Filed to story: Claimed by My Ex’s Alpha Brother
“Oh, Liam,” she moaned against my lips when her warm center pressed against my hard length.
Without breaking our kiss, I spun around and set her on the edge of my desk. One of my monitors shook, but I didn’t care if all three of them fell to the ground and smashed. The only thing on my mind was my Mate and the addictive feeling of her lips on mine.
I stepped in between her legs and gripped her hips, sliding her ass until it was on the edge of my desk. I wanted her entire body pressed against mine.
She roughly grabbed the back of my head, and her fingers threaded through my hair.
“Ella,” I groaned when she bit my lip and tightened her legs around my waist, drawing me closer to her warm center.
As our kiss continued, I explored her body,
trailing my hands down her smooth legs and then back up the sides of her waist. I wanted to memorize every inch of her. I wanted to know her body better than my own.
When I grazed the underside of her left breast, Ella bucked her hips and moaned my name.
I slipped my hand under her shirt, and a jolt of pleasure mixed with shock went through me when I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Her whole body trembled as I pinched her nipple and placed my lips near her ear.
“Are you wet for me, Ella? If I were to slide my fingers past your underwear would I find your pussy soaking wet for me? Or are you not even wearing any underwear, naughty girl?”
My Mate groaned and bucked her hips again. Her back hit one of my monitors, and I heard it fall onto the keyboard and land on the office floor with a crash. But I didn’t look away from her blue eyes.
“Oops,” she breathed out and giggled. “Sorry about that.”
Her cheeks heated, and she tried to turn her head so she could look at the fallen monitor, but I grasped her warm cheeks and drew her eyes back to mine.
“It doesn’t matter, baby,” I murmured. “I wouldn’t care if you broke every possession I own as long as you stayed by my side, close enough for me to touch.” I trailed my fingers down her smooth cheek. “As long as you were close enough for me to kiss.” I leaned down and pressed my mouth softly to hers, enjoying the warmth that started in my heart and spread throughout me. “I love you, Ella Wilson.”
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, Ella blinked rapidly and shook her head, like she was being awakened from sleepwalking. She unwound her legs from around me, adjusted her shirt, and slid off my desk.
I took a surprised step back.
“What’s wrong, baby?” I asked. My voice was low full of desire for my Mate.
Ella leaned against the desk and crossed her arms, closing herself off to me.
“Please, don’t call me that,” she said and sighed.
She doesn’t want me to call her “baby”?
“Listen, I’m sorry if us kissing made you uncomfortable. We can take things slow-“
She cut me off.
“It’s not about us making out on your desk,” she said.
Those words coming out of her plump, bruised lips made my dick twitch in my shorts. I was still hard from kissing her.
“What is it about, then? Because I told you I loved you?” I guessed. “It didn’t seem to bother you the first time I said it.”
“Yeah, because right after, you distracted me with your…kissing abilities.”
The corners of my mouth lifted, and I took a small step toward her.
“I distract you?” I murmured and trailed a hand down her arm, leaving goosebumps in my wake.
She shivered and automatically leaned into my touch. Her lips trembled slightly. But then her eyes flew open and she stepped to the side, crossing the room until she was by the door, as far away from me as she could get. She turned her body toward me, but her hand was on the doorknob.
“Don’t go,” I said, my voice cracking at the end. “Can we please just talk? I promise not to kiss you, or even touch you. I just want to talk about us.”
Her hand tightened around the door handle, and she shut her eyes as if she was in agony.
With a jolt, I realized I was the one who was causing her pain.
She opened the door just a crack.
“There is no us,
Liam.”
Pain zipped through me, but I couldn’t give up.
“Are you saying you didn’t feel our Mating bond trying to repair itself a few minutes ago?” I asked and strode across the room until I was only inches away from her. With my eyes locked on hers, I slowly placed my warm hand over her rapidly beating heart. “You’re saying that you can’t sense when I’m about to walk into a room because our souls are still connected? Can you honestly say that you don’t love me, too?”
Ella was silent for five long heartbeats.
“Of course I love you,” she snapped. But her narrowed eyes and sullen tone didn’t match her words. “I never stopped loving you – even when I hated you, I loved you.” My Mate stepped away from me and pressed her back against the wall.
I allowed my hand that had been on her heart to drop to my side.
If she loves me, why is she glaring at me like that?
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