I barely recall how I made it home. I only kept myself from sobbing until I reached Paisley’s bedroom. Not once in my life did I envy a person as much as I envied Paisley. And it wasn’t just for Carter but her family as well. And they were close- thick as thieves. Paisley spent her evenings hanging out with her parents rather than any friends because she was just that close to her family. And I?... Well, that’s another matter.
“Paisley? Are you alright?” My mother, or rather- Paisley’s mother knocked on the door. I tried to clear my throat before speaking but a tremble came out as I shouted I was fine. “You don’t sound fine. Can I come in?”
I ignored her and flipped through my journal I had been keeping since I entered this world. “Paisley?” She asked again.
“Ugh, I said I was fine, didn’t I?!” I shouted back. There was silence for a moment before Paisley’s mother murmured an ‘all right’ and left.
Groaning, I slammed my head into Paisley’s desk and mentally kicked myself for how I spoke to her. I made a mental note to apologize later when I wasn’t such a mess.
I fiddled with my desk trinkets and wrote in my journal as I thought about what I should do. Being with Beta Carter was out of the question. Just the thought of kissing him when I knew what he wanted wasn’t really me but someone else made me sick to my stomach. I felt like I had stolen Paisley’s identity and was fooling the love of her life into thinking I was her. And I couldn’t be her. I wasn’t Paisley.
After a long time deliberating, I decided that the next time I saw Beta Carter, I would keep my distance- at least the best I could- just until I leave Paisley’s body and go back to my world.
I must have fallen asleep at my desk at some point because I woke to a sensual chuckle that sent tingles down my spine. I blinked the tiredness from my eyes and found Beta Carter leaning against my open door frame, an amused smirk etched on his face- permanently it seemed.
“Did you fall asleep waiting for me?” His eyes danced with mirth and gentleness. My face made a sticky sound as it peeled itself off the smooth wood. “Must have been a good nap." He laughed. May I come in?” He nodded to the space between us.
“Depends, are you going to keep your hands to yourself?” I blurted without thinking.
“Not likely.” He leered a Cheshire cat grin at me, almost predatory in a way.
“Then no.” I stood up from my chair and casually put my journal away. By now, I finally had collected my thoughts enough to strengthen my resolve. Beta Carter blinked in quiet shock before his eyes twinkled at the challenge.
“Why so cold, mate? Did you miss me that much?” His eyes, which danced in mirth, started to narrow slightly. I simply shrugged and sat on my bed, trying desperately to figure out a way to send him away. I couldn’t even meet his gaze because I was so afraid of that raging desire for him burning through me, growing hotter every second he was in proximity to me.
Beta Carter must have taken my silence for hurt because before I knew it, he knelt before me, hands gently resting on my mid-thighs as he rubbed his thumbs in soothing circles along the inside. He tilted his head, a look of concern shining in his eyes, his russet colored brow furrowed as if trying to solve a delicate puzzle. “Did it hurt you that I left, sweetheart? Is that why you're upset?” He whispered between us, his breath mingling with mine as his gaze traveled to my lips.
I couldn’t breathe, let alone speak as his hands started slowly and sensually sliding further up my jeans. Butterflies erupted through me and made their way around my body before settling deep in my core. I gasped and stood up, putting much needed physical and mental distance between us. I crossed my arms protectively and rested against the far sided wall, trying to quiet my racing heart.
“Whoa, easy there.” Beta Carter looked over at me in surprise and held his hands up as if to ease a spooked animal. I suppose he wasn’t far off.
“You can’t just touch me whenever you feel like it.” I spat between us, ignoring the breaking of my heart from seeing the shock and hurt look on his face as he registered my words. I just needed an excuse to put distance between us before I did something I would regret, like losing Paisley’s virginity on this bedroom floor.
“I- I apologize. I shouldn’t have assumed.” His cheeks reddened but he looked down in shame. “You never need to be afraid that I’ll do something that frightens you. You have my word, I’ll never touch you without your consent.” His eyes held truth and purpose as well as his strong desire for me- one that I knew matched my own for him. I clenched my arms tighter around my stomach and bit my lip but simply nodded in thanks.
Beta Carter let out a breath of relief and sagged his shoulders. “Come sit here, mate.” He sat on the edge of the bed and patted the space beside him. “I want you to be with me.” He grinned mischievously.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I shook my head, keeping my hands wrapped around my midsection.
“I already told you I wouldn’t-” He brought up his hands as if caught ‘red-handed’.
“It’s not that.” I grumbled, my cheeks reddening.
"Oh, I see.” He smirked at me. “You’re afraid of touching me. I mean, I knew I was handsome but come on woman- have some self control.” He leaned his hands back into the bed behind him.
"I am not!” I gasped, my whole face hot and probably looking like a tomato. I couldn’t help but stomp over to him in fury.
“Whoa! Hey- stay away from me, I’m a virgin.” He crossed his arms till his hands rested inside each of his armpits protecting his chest, but his eyes showed playful mirth.
“Oh, yea I bet you are, ‘Mr. I’m So Popular I Have Hundreds Of Girls Waiting For My Arrival’.” I sneered sarcastically.
He merely grinned at me with delightful mischief. “And taking pictures of me, apparently.” He winked, no shame residing anywhere on his face.
For a moment, I wished I could take another picture- one of him right now- sitting on the bed, leaning back slightly, the afternoon light hitting his golden face from my window, lightening his russet mane till golden tresses gleamed atop his wavy curled ends. It was so beautiful, I couldn’t stop my breath catching, leaving me awestruck.
“No, I don’t think anyone would be stupid enough to waste good film on that.” I wish I had more bite behind my nearly breathless words. My body wouldn’t let me look away from his tantalizing gaze, one that made me feel hotter with every beat of my racing heart. He must have heard it too because he stood up with a dark look of determination and desire shining in his eyes. Slowly, ever so slowly, he grabbed my waist and closed the distance between us.
His eyes trapped me within his gaze like the predator he was, knowing that his prey was paralyzed in an endless pool of liquid gems. I could feel my heart pounding against his chest, no doubt showcasing just how easily I reacted to his advances. My breasts pushed against his hard chest in a way that seemed to fit just right. I had to actively force myself from pressing them up against him as if a magnet was pulling us together.
“Are you trembling, baby girl?” He murmured between us, his sensual voice vibrating off my chest and resonating in my core once more. I didn’t even realize I was in fact trembling till he pointed it out. “Do you need me that much?” His voice turned to a whisper. His nostrils flared with what I'm sure was the scent of my desire but I gulped and shook my head anyway. “Should I-”
A sudden knock sounded at the door.
A sudden knock sounded at the door.“Paisley, your dad’s home and he wants to speak with you. Both of you.”Our gaze returned to each other briefly before I took the initiative to widen the distance between us and open the door. My 'mother' still stood there in the doorway and briefly peered in before releasing the tension in her shoulders seeing Beta Carter standing in the middle of the room and nowhere else- for example- the bed. I discreetly rolled my eyes and made my way downstairs, Beta Carter following behind me- teasingly stroking down the back of my upper arm. Pleasurable tingles raced down my skin like a line of charged electricity everywhere he visited. I had to cough to clear my own intimate thoughts which I’m sure were showcased on my face. I could feel the burning shame coursing through me. I quickly pinched myself as punishment for not keeping my distance from the man so soon after I decided not to.My 'father' paced the living room and stopped when he saw us. “Paisley,
Unfortunately, Carter ended up staying for dinner, and now I am stuck sitting next to a man who can melt an ice cube with his looks alone. And what makes matters even worse is his subtle teasing and sensual touches he enacts upon me every chance he gets. He reaches for the salt? He'd accidentally brush hands with me. He wants to adjust himself to focus more on what my father is saying? His knees would ‘accidentally’ knock into mine for a moment as he did so. At first he would apologize like it was some sort of accident but after the third time, he stopped apologizing and just let it happen. Every time he did, I refused to acknowledge it. He just wants a reaction because it eggs him on so I refuse to give him one.Now do you see my dilemma?In fact, at this very second, Carter’s latest attempt of riling me up by leaning over me to grab the tray of green beans had me gasping involuntarily. I couldn’t help it! His scent practically invaded my nose and his rippling bicep muscles were on d
"That might cause some panic if you do." A muffled voice just outside the door said to me. I gasped and flung the door open, glaring at the wolf who couldn’t seem to stay even a floor away from me.“What are you doing up here?!” I whisper yelled, cheeks burning in fury. Beta Carter merely stared at me for a moment, a light smirk resting on his plump lips but a strange emotion shining in his crystal blue gaze.“I thought I would bring you dessert, mate. You left before we got to the best part.” he gestured to the two bowls of apple pie and vanilla ice cream in his hands. I had a feeling he was talking about more than just the food but I wouldn’t dare comment on that. Not if I wanted to get through this night with my dignity... and the same pair of panties.“Are you going to let me in or are you going to just continue staring at me?” His smirk widened. Does this man ever not smirk?I sighed in defeat. “Fine, come in.” I pulled the door open wider for him and sat at the desk chair. “But
It all started with a contest. My favorite author was hosting it to market the release of her latest book. Naturally I took part but never in a million years did I think I would win. And it wasn’t just some small prize either. It was a signed hardcover version of her latest book as well as a personal note from the author- at least, that’s what it was supposed to be. I did not expect to wake up in the world of my favorite novel series.“Paisley, wake up and get dressed! The alpha’s family is coming for lunch in an hour!” I groaned in response and wet my stinky dry mouth.Did I mention that it happens to be a werewolf novel? A feel-good romance series where the main female lead is super submissive, the male lead is the alpha of his pack and there’s lots and lots of unnecessary drama?I know, I know what you’re thinking- but hey, it’s a guilty pleasure of mine. I can’t help myself. Don’t judge me. We don’t pleasure shame here.Alright, alright, moving on before I say anything else that s
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"I hope I get a commission for those photos." A smooth, velvety voice spoke behind me, whispering something sinful down my spine. The hair on the back of my neck and arms stood up in attention and my knees shook with anticipation but for a moment, I held still, staring at the photos, my back to the pack house. To anyone, it would have seemed as if I didn’t hear a voice behind me- but I knew, and he knew that I was at full attention.“Did you get my good side, at least?” Footsteps crunched on the gravel growing louder by the second but I still couldn’t move from my frozen position. Suddenly, two large rough hands slid sensually over my arms and tenderly enclosed my hands holding my camera. An overwhelming warmth pressed softly against my back, tingles racing down my spine as a warm breath blew against the back of my neck and shoulder. I couldn’t help but let out a subtle gasp.The voice hummed in approval, gazing at the picture I took- the one of Beta Carter’s desire made plain and cle