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30: Lonely morning
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The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 31: Beta and Gamma
Rune’s POV As I watched Alora eat, the paperwork on my desk became a distant concern. I leaned back, eyes glued to the screen as she bit into a sausage, a soft moan escaping her lips. She’s always liked them, but today, my mind took a darker turn. Her moan wasn’t just about the food, it was a sound that had me imagining those perfect lips moaning around my cock instead. A growl rumbled in my chest, my cock twitching at the idea. Fuck. Why hadn’t I thought of this before? Alora had never given me a blow job, and now the thought consumed me. I could almost feel those red lips wrapped around me, the warmth, the wetness... I needed it. The image of her on her knees, her mouth working up and down my length, was enough to drive me insane. She finished eating, oblivious to the effect she was having on me. Afterward, she moved to the armchair and sat down, staring off into space. Her expression was quiet, contemplative, as if she were lost in thought. I forced myself to go bac
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 32: Reality slip
Alora’s POV I was drifting off in the armchair, the weight of the day pressing down on me when the sound of the door creaking open jolted me awake. My eyes snapped to the door, and any remnants of sleep vanished instantly as Rune stepped inside. He was still in his suit, the tailored fabric hugging his broad shoulders and strong arms, a clear sign he had just come from work. My gaze couldn't help but trace over him, taking in his commanding presence. Rune's dark hair was slightly tousled, a stark contrast to the immaculate cut of his suit. His eyes, always a shade darker than the night itself, locked onto mine, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. His tan skin seemed to glow under the soft light of the room, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the strong lines of his face. He was tall, towering over the space with a muscular frame that spoke of power and control, something I knew all too well. There was a time I thought Rune was merely handsome, but something
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 33: Wrought iron
Rune’s POV I lean back in my chair, watching Alora closely as she sits across from me. The brief slip into the past, the ease with which we talked like we used to, it catches me off guard. It’s been years since we had a conversation that felt so... normal. It was refreshing, almost unsettling. I can’t believe we were talking like we used to back when everything was simpler. Before all of this. Before I couldn’t get her out of my mind. My eyes raked over her, lingering on her lips, which had twisted into that familiar frown. Those wide eyes were waiting for me to call her naïve again, like I usually do. But I don’t. Not this time. I can’t bring myself to care about that right now. What I remember, vividly, is that sense of obsession I had with her even then. An obsession that ran so deep it made me question my sanity. Back then, I knew she was off limits. My sister, even though we both knew the truth deep down. But now... things are different. Now, I don’t think about bo
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 34: Nice maid
Alora’s POVI curl up tightly on the armchair, my hands clenched into fists as I seethe with anger. The second the door closes behind Rune, my body trembles, not just from rage but from the unbearable frustration he's left me with. My core is tight, wound up with tension that has nowhere to go, aching with a desperate need that I can't ignore no matter how hard I try.Every nerve in my body feels like it's on fire, pulsing with the lingering traces of the pleasure Rune cruelly denied me. I can’t believe how desperate I am. I’ve never been like this before, never felt this insatiable craving that now courses through my veins. It’s like the pregnancy has taken over my body, heightening every sensation, making me want what I shouldn’t, what I refuse to want.I think back to something I read once, how pregnancy hormones can make you want sex more, can turn your body into a ticking bomb of desire. I never thought much of it, never believed it could be true, but now? Now I’m stuck in this
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 35: Basic instincts
Rune’s POVOne of my favorite things in the world, apart from being in the same room as Alora, is watching her through the CCTV cameras. It's become an obsession, one I can’t break free from, and honestly, I don’t want to. It’s been days already since I started this twisted game with her. Every day, I go to her room, pushing her to the edge of pleasure before pulling back, leaving her unsatisfied. Every single time, it’s the same, watching her shudder, writhe, and then curse me as I walk away. This pattern, this routine we’ve fallen into, it’s become almost second nature. Sometimes we talk—if you could call it that—argue, or even outright fight before I leave her. Other times, it’s a quiet dance of lust and frustration. My hands rove over her skin, coaxing moans from her lips as I whisper filthy things in her ear. Her body responds to me, betraying the hatred she swears she feels, and every time I can tell, she’s teetering on the brink of release, I stop. It never fails to amuse m
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 36: Falling short
Alora’s POV I stared at the door, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for it to open. Every night now, I spent countless hours just lying there, anticipating. Fantasizing. Desperate to bring myself to the edge, to find relief, but that bastard Rune had forbidden it. His cruel, twisted games left me teetering on the brink of madness. I could feel it in my bones, the way my body ached, yearning for release. My body had adapted to this routine, this agonizing cycle of being edged to the point of insanity only to be left hanging. But tonight... was he really going to break the pattern? I bit my lip, cursing under my breath. Pregnancy was supposed to make you glow or something like that, not turn you into a trembling, needy mess. But here I was, a prisoner to my own body and my insufferable lust for a man I couldn’t stand. I hated these hormones, hated that they made me feel this way. And then, just as I was about to lose all hope, the door creaked open. Relief flood
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 37: New plot
Rune’s POV As I made my way down the dimly lit corridor toward my room, exhaustion weighed heavily on me. My thoughts were a chaotic whirl of anger, frustration, and undeniable desire. The long day had left me drained, yet my mind couldn’t shake the relentless torment I endured in my interactions with Alora. I don’t even know why I didn’t touch her today. I just felt like withholding it more. It was in this state that I bumped into Cielle, my younger sister. Her presence was a stark contrast to my weariness, her blonde hair bouncing with each step as she approached me. “Rune!” she exclaimed, her face lit up with a genuine smile. “You won’t believe my date with Dylan. He was such a gentleman, a real breath of fresh air. He even complimented me on my dress. I’m so happy.” Her excitement was palpable, but my mood was far from celebratory. I forced a smile, not wanting to dampen her spirits. “That’s great to hear, Cielle,” I said, trying to mask the fatigue in my voice. Sh
The Alpha’s Forbidden Obsession 38: Frantic captive
Alora’s POV Two days. Two whole days had passed since I last saw Rune, and the silence gnawed at me from the inside out. Anxiety twisted in my stomach. I was frustrated with myself for even caring. I shouldn't care that he hadn't come. Or is he fucking Sienna like she said? The thought made something ugly twist in my guts but I pushed it away. No, I don't care. I should be grateful for the space, right? But that wasn't how it worked. Not when I had gotten so used to seeing him, feeling his presence, whether I wanted to admit it or not. The longer the hours stretched, the more my emotions bubbled over. What was he doing? Why was he staying away? Was this another one of his twisted games? I tried to shake off the thoughts as the sound of the door creaking open caught my attention. Aria, the maid, stepped into the room with my dinner tray in her hands. Her presence had become a routine now. She had a warm smile, and though she wasn’t talkative, there was a quiet kindne
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