Bonded to My Ex's Alpha Brother (by CalebWhite) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

I looked at him in surprise, not understanding why he would ask this. His jaw muscle twitched as he studied me. “Still confused?” His voice had deepened, sending shivers down my spine..

I took a deep breath, gathering my courage to wrap my arms around his waist from behind. His body was solid and warm against mine, the contact making my pulse race. “I don’t want to get back together with him. I don’t have feelings for him or any other man. 1-1…” my words became disjointed as I felt his muscles tense under my touch.

When Derek turned to face me, my hands fell away. His tall figure loomed over me as he grabbed my waist, his large hands almost encircling my entire waist, pulling me closer until our bodies nearly touched. “Do you know what you’re getting into?” His breath caressed my face, carrying the faint scent of coffee.

I blushed, lowering my head, feeling the heat of his body. “I do.” My voice was barely audible, but I knew he could hear me perfectly.

Derek’s fingers gripped my chin firmly, lifting my face to meet his gaze. His thumb brushed across my lower lip, the small contact sending electricity through my veins. I stared into his eyes, wanting to touch his face, to feel his heartbeat against

my palm. As he leaned down, I closed my eyes in anticipation, my lips parting slightly, but his lips never met mine. The tension of waiting made my legs weak.

Derek’s keen gaze settled on my neck, his expression darkening. “What’s that wound from?” His voice took on a dangerous

edge that made my wolf whimper in both fear and excitement.

I hurriedly turned my head, trying to hide the mark. Suddenly, I realized how close we were standing. “Just a small scratch, nothing serious.” My voice was more breathless than usual.

Derek frowned, his hand on my waist tightening possessively, then he pulled me closer with more force. Now our bodies were fully pressed together, his hard chest against mine.

He examined the small wound on my neck and, without warning, bent down, his lips burning hot against my skin as he licked the injury. I gasped in surprise, my hands instinctively gripping his shoulders for support. The feeling of his tongue on my neck sent heat throughout my body, pooling low in my abdomen. My nipples hardened against his chest, and I prayed he wouldn’t notice.

I tried to create distance between us, weakly pushing against his shoulders, but he held me firmly in place. My voice trembled slightly, partly from nervousness, partly from the desire flowing through my entire body. “Who said I needed

treatment?”

Derek finally released me, though his eyes still fixed on the spot he had just licked. “Am I a heathen? I would have applied some ointment anyway. I just wanted to do this. So I did,” His casual claim to the right to touch me sent another wave of heat through my body.

Confused and trying to regain my composure, I asked, “Why did you want to lick me?” My hand unconsciously went to my neck, touching where his tongue had been.

Derek stepped back slightly, his eyes still carrying that primal darkness. He reached out to pat my head, a gesture at odds with the tension between us. “You’re still too young for me.” The corner of his mouth turned up in a smile that made my heart skip a beat.

I couldn’t look away from that smile, even as I tried to understand his words. “I’m not young. I’m an adult,” I straightened my posture, trying to appear more mature despite the blush I could feel on my cheeks.

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Chapter 142

Derek tilted his head, his gaze slowly sweeping over my body, making me feel exposed despite being fully clothed. ‘Oh,

really?”

I nodded, swallowing hard under his scrutiny. “Yes, I am.”

Suddenly, Derek moved closer again, pinning me against his desk. His body trapped me, his arms on either side of me, leaning forward. I could feel the heat radiating from him, smell his intoxicating scent. “Then let me warn you, big girl. Be ready for me. Because you’ve awakened the beast inside me. I’m not always as calm as I am now, even when you’re watching me. His voice dropped to a dangerous whisper that made my insides clench with desire.

I blushed furiously, my heart beating so fast I was sure he could hear it. My thighs pressed together involuntarily, trying to ease the ache building between them. Derek’s hand caressed my cheek, his touch surprisingly gentle compared to the intensity of his words. “Relax. I won’t hunt you down alive.” His thumb traced my lower lip, lingering there.