MAREHis engorged cock is in my face. I'm agape. A blush reddens my cheeks. How will that fit inside me? He's so big, but I still want all of it. My thighs are slippery from the moisture soaking my panties. I'm so wet, and he's not even touched me yet. He dips his head, kissing me fiercely. The desire pooling in between my legs turns off my brain and I wrap my hand around his length.He groans silently with his lips slightly apart. The sound is so low it will be missed. Zeke jerks into my hand as I stroke him. His eyes are glazed and his kisses turn sloppy and fast. He places his hand over mine, slowing me down."This won't last long, and I won't come anywhere else but inside you.""Then do that, Zeke. I won't stop you. Never." I whisper."Shit!" He rakes a hand through his hair. "I don't have a condom on me, but I promise I'm clean. I haven't been with anyone in two years.""I believe you. Besides, we don't need protection. I'm pregnant.""Yeah, you don't know how happy that makes me.
MAREI can't stop thinking about last night. It's everywhere in my mind. I won't ever forget Zeke. It will be impossible to do something like that. I will always remember how he felt between my legs and his hot mouth on my breast. My lower abdomen knots sweetly and I'm clenching my thighs again. I check the time on my cell phone. Zeke brought it along while coming here on his private jet. It's past twelve am and officially Christmas morning.I turn in Zeke's hold, tracing the lines of his cheekbones and perfectly shaped lips. His tongue darts out and tastes the tip of my finger. I gasp inaudibly. His eyes crack open at a slow pace, like he's in this place of peace he never wants to end. He's smiling at me and I can't stop the heat creeping up my neck."Someone looks thoroughly fucked." He jokes, tucking a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. "Merry Christmas, Marelyn.""Merry Christmas, Zeke." I respond in a dulcet tone, smiling like a loon.It's such a cheerful morning and I never wan
It collides with the heat surging everywhere inside me.Zeke passes the ice back and forth between us. He smiles against my lips when I try to hide it and make it a task for him to find it. It's then I know his tongue can render my brain cells useless, because he makes collecting it back personal. He kisses my jawline and worships my ear with his tongue. It drives me crazy when he does that thing he alone knows how to do.Then he takes the ice back from my mouth with one last kiss. His hand tugs at the belt of my robe, letting it fall away from each other. His cold mouth meets the pulsing point on my throat and I gasp, digging my nails into the marble slabs. He takes out the cube and sucks on my neck. The cool reduces, but it's still there to drive me mad with need. I think I'm free, but I'm wrong.He runs the ice cube over my breast in circles. My nipples harden to a knob. They are so tight, but he only skitters around them, teasing me. When I tug at the hair curled at his nape, he mo
ZEKEI yawn, waking up to a good day. The smile on my face is permanent. I reach for my cell phone and see the time reads nine am. It's too late for an early riser, but that's okay because my night was eventful. I had lots of fun rolling in the sheets with Marelyn. Since morning wood's already peeking at me through the duvet, I won't mind a repeat. I turn, expecting to find her sleeping like a baby, but the bed is empty.She's not here.At the instant, I'm alarmed, but a call from Aiden comes in, calming me down. I tell myself there's nothing to worry about. She's probably in the kitchen making a mean lemon tart or in the bathroom getting ready. I smell nothing that supports my claims. As I listen in, the suite is empty. I take Aiden's call, feeling dread rising like tides in my stomach and choking me like a noose."Alpha Zeke.""What's the status?"He hesitates. "Merry Christmas, boss."I blink and clear my throat softly. "Merry Christmas, Aiden."He should be home, but I'm making him
MARE I feel the bed dip behind me. I can smell him, too. His cologne seeps in and takes over my senses. It makes me heady with need, but I remind myself I'm mad at him. I won't act easy. He can't think he has me under his control and can fool me as he likes.I saw the way Alexis looked at him in those photos. That wasn't the gaze of someone who was just a friend. It was clear they knew each other from before, but I can't tell how long. He kisses the bend of my neck and whispers. "I'm sorry, Mare. Forgive me for not protecting you from another scandal yet again." "But did you ever have a thing with Alexis Diamond?" I ask suddenly, sitting up and whipping my head around to face him. "Who am I kidding? I saw the photos on social media, but why didn't you tell me you knew her from a long time ago when I asked?" Zeke pinches the bridge of his nose. "I met her for the first time at a bar a few days ago. I was drinking and I forgot the eyes watching." "So, you had a thing with a stranger
I hear the feminine voice on the other end of the line burst out laughing. The sound stings me in my chest. It's like those invisible bees return. I suppress the feeling of jealousy that spurs while listening in on their conversation. "You're mistaken. If there's anyone who's great in this city, then it's you, Zeke Van Acker." "I should slip you on the payroll for your constant hypes, Marisol." "Just take the compliment, Zeke. It's not a horrible thing to be proud in this industry. So, how may I help Zeke the great?" Zeke looks at me. I can swear his smile widens. "My girlfriend and I would love to appear as guest stars on your show before the year ends. It would be an honour, Marisol." "Really?" The woman's voice bears doubt. She says again, "I've begged you for years! Omg! This is great news. Of course, I'd love to host the 'Make' couple on my show." "Ah, that's what they are calling us now." "You bet!" she laughs, turning serious the next minute. "Does this have anything to
I'm frozen and mortified. I want those words unsaid, but they can't ever be. The room stills. No one says another word. Quietly, I turn the faucet off, feeling the burn of tears at the back of my throat. Kyra has that smug look on her face because she knows she hit right and touched a sensitive area. "Kyra, the Alpha's business is not your concern." Drusila admonishes her, jabbing a finger into her shoulder. "Apologise to Marelyn this instant." I don't wait to hear her response. I just want to escape everything. The world outside doesn't see me any differently than they do. I rush out of the kitchen, but as I cross Zeke at the entrance, he pulls me back by the elbow. My eyes plead with him, but he doesn't want me running like all the other times. He holds me close at his side with his hand just above my ass, claiming me. "I don't think my affairs should be public, but to right Kyra's wrong, Marelyn is mine. What the blogs have said are all lies." I glance at him briefly, but h
I'm meeting Marisol today. Zeke talked about her a lot since the phone call. She seems like his close friend from work. I don't know what to expect. I also don't like that I don't know what to expect, but Zeke's being extra today. Stolen kisses and constant public displays of affection. I catch Drusila breaking a smile a few times while watching us. Aiden whispers to me before I enter the car. "We all need to take lessons from you, Marelyn. The Alpha's smitten to his shoes and that's a miracle." I don't know how to respond to that, so I just spare an awkward smile and slip into the backseat. Zeke takes my hand the second I get in. It will take a while to get used to all of this. This entire new routine and the butterflies on steroids in the pit of my stomach. When we arrive at our destination, it's almost ten am. We've stopped before a black and orange glass-curtain, elegant-looking building titled 'So You Think You Can Cook'. The sign is bold, and it's the easiest thing to sight d