98: Losing Control

ALPHA XANDER’S POV

I’m on the brink of losing control, and it will all be my fault. It was dumb of me to hold her this close, teasing my control when I know it is very close to the full moon and my animal side is gaining more and more.

My hands tighten on her hips and the small gasp of pain she releases causes a very delicious and painful reaction from me. Common sense says to keep her back down and get out of the room, go out for a run then when I’m back in my right senses, try to have the conversation with her.

“Xander,” my name sounds like a moan coming from her in that sweet soft voice, and I hum in response, burying my face in her neck, pulling her impossibly closer to me. She can feel every hard part of me, especially the place pleading for her.

“What do you need?” she whimpers, her hands going around my neck. She pushes her chest into me, there is nothing between us but our shirts and I groan. I refuse to move, afraid this is some kind of dream and the slightest motion would di