Alpha's Dark Desires
Chapter 93: Following The Script

Chapter 93: Following The Script

Kane’s POV

The next morning, I woke up early, earlier than usual, with the plan fully formed in my mind. I leaned on my elbow, watching Elena sleep, her chest rising and falling with each peaceful breath. Her hair was tousled, a few strands falling over her face, and she looked so pure, so utterly mine

The warm, quiet stillness of the morning wrapped around us. She looked peaceful, her features relaxed in sleep, her baggy t-shirt rumpled from her restless shifting in the night. She always tried to keep a little distance between us when we slept, but somehow, by morning, she always ended up tangled in me anyway.

I leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her temple, breathing in her familiar, intoxicating scent. She stirred, letting out a small sigh, and I smiled against her skin. I didn’t mind waking her up gently—it was better than her alarm blaring across the room. My lips brushed down to her cheek, then her jawline, trailing kisses that were meant to coax her awake.

"Mmm..." she murmured, her voice heavy with sleep. She shifted slightly, her body instinctively pressing closer to mine.

"Good morning, little mate," I murmured against her ear, my voice low and teasing. She hummed in response, but her eyes stayed closed, her body still too lazy to fully wake up.

Sliding out of bed quietly, I moved to the nightstand and picked up the book she’d been reading. I thumbed through the pages to the dog-eared one where she’d left off. How adorable. She marked the exact scene where things got heated.

I skimmed the text again, my smirk growing wider. The words described the man pinning the heroine down, kissing her breathless, teasing her until she was begging for more. Yeah, I could do that. And more.

I placed the book back on the nightstand and got to work.

"Elena," I drawled, flipping to a particularly steamy part, "you’ve been keeping secrets."

Her eyes fluttered open, still bleary with sleep, and she blinked at me. "What’re you talking about?" she mumbled, her voice thick and groggy.

"This," I said, holding up the book. "Didn’t know you were into this kind of thing."

Her face turned bright red in an instant. "W-what? I don’t know what you’re talking about! I—I’ve never read that before in my life!"

"You had quite the adventurous reading session yesterday." I replied.

Her eyes widened, and she stiffened, realizing I was referring to the book. "W-What are you talking about?" she stammered, her voice high-pitched and defensive.

I raised an eyebrow, the corner of my mouth lifting in amusement. "Don’t play coy with me, Elena. I know what you were reading." I reached over and grabbed the book, holding it up. "This, little mate. I believe you were imagining me in these scenes, weren’t you?"

Her face turned crimson, her hands flying to cover her cheeks. "I—I wasn’t!"

"Liar," I said, my tone playful but firm. "You left the bookmark in the middle of a very interesting scene."

Her hands dropped to her lap, and she looked away, refusing to meet my eyes. "It’s just a book..."

"A book full of ideas," I interrupted, leaning closer until our faces were mere inches apart. "Ideas that I fully intend to bring to life for you."

"wha...what do you mean?"

I raised an eyebrow, enjoying the way she squirmed under my gaze. "Oh, really? So you really weren’t reading this last night?"

Her eyes snapped to mine, wide and startled. "Noo?"

I chuckled softly, brushing my lips against her ear as I whispered, "You’ll see soon enough."

I set the book down in her lap, flipping it open to the page she’d been reading. "Start reading, Elena. Out loud."

Her jaw dropped, and she stared at me like I’d just grown a second head. "What? No way!"

"Yes way," I replied, my voice leaving no room for argument. "If you don’t, I’ll read it to you myself. And trust me, you’ll be blushing a lot harder if I’m the one saying the words."

I opened the book and read a passage aloud, my tone teasing. "’His lips trailed down her body, tracing a path of fire from her neck to her breasts, where he lingered, worshiping every inch of her.’ Sound familiar?"

She gasped and lunged forward, slapping her hand over my mouth. "Stop it!" she squeaked, her voice a mix of horror and embarrassment. Her wide eyes met mine, and I could see the panic in them. "You’re making that up!"

I pulled her hand away, smirking. "Am I? Or are you just embarrassed because I caught you?"

Her lips parted as she tried to come up with a response, but nothing came out. She looked so adorably flustered that I couldn’t resist pushing her a little further.

"Tell you what," I said, leaning in close, so close that our noses almost touched. "Why don’t you read it to me?"

"What?!" she practically shrieked, pulling back as if I’d just suggested something outrageous.

"You heard me," I said, my voice low and challenging. "Read it aloud. Let’s hear how your little book describes it."

"No way!" she said, shaking her head so hard that her hair whipped around her face. "Not a chance."

I let out a dark chuckle, enjoying the way her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red. "Alright then," I said, flipping through the pages until I found the one I was looking for. "I’ll just read it again for you."

Her eyes widened as I started to read again, my voice deliberately slow and deep. "’He kissed a trail down her chest, lingering at the peak of her breasts, his tongue flicking over her sensitive skin. Her breath hitched as he continued his journey downward, his lips brushing over her stomach, teasing her with every movement.’"

"Kane, stop!" she cried, her voice high-pitched with embarrassment. She tried to grab the book from me, but I held it out of reach, my grin widening.

"Oh, I’m just getting to the good part," I said, ignoring her protests. "’He settled between her thighs, spreading her legs wide as he looked up at her, his eyes filled with hunger. His tongue darted out, tasting her, and she cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as he—’"

"Kane!" she yelled, her face so red I thought she might combust.

I couldn’t stop the laughter that bubbled up. "Fine," I said, closing the book and setting it aside. "But if you don’t want me to read it, then you’ll have to do it yourself."

She froze, staring at me like I’d just spoken in another language. "What? No!"

I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear. "Read it, Elena," I whispered, my voice low and commanding. "Or I’ll make you."

Her breath hitched, and I could see the conflict in her eyes. She wanted to refuse, but she knew I wouldn’t back down. Finally, she let out a shaky sigh and grabbed the book, flipping to the scene I’d just read.

Her voice was soft and shaky as she began to read. The words were hesitant at first, but as she continued, she became more absorbed in the text. Her cheeks were pink, and she avoided looking at me, but I could see the effect the words were having on her.

I moved closer, my hand resting on her thigh. She stumbled over her words, her breath hitching as I let my fingers trace slow circles over her skin.

Her voice was shaky as she continued to read, her cheeks burning bright. "’He kissed a trail down her chest, lingering at the peak of her breasts...’" Her voice faltered, and she glanced at me, her eyes wide with mortification.

"K-Kane..." she whispered, her voice trembling.

"Keep reading," I murmured, leaning in to press a kiss to her neck.

Her voice faltered, and she turned to look at me, her eyes wide with a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. "I can’t..."

"You can," I said firmly, sliding my hand higher up her thigh. "I want to hear it. And I want to see how you react when I do the same things to you."

Her lips parted, but no sound came out. She was too flustered, too overwhelmed by my proximity and the heat building between us

"Keep going," I said, my voice a low rumble.

She swallowed hard and continued, her words trembling. "’...His tongue flicked over her sensitive skin. Her breath hitched as he continued his journey downward, his lips brushing over her stomach...’"

I let my hands mimic the actions in the book, trailing down her body just as the male lead did. She gasped, her voice cutting off as she felt my touch.

"Kane, what are you doing?" she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and anticipation.

"Just following the story," I said, smirking. "Now keep reading."

Her breath hitched, but she kept going, her voice even shakier than before. "’...teasing her with every movement. He settled between her thighs, spreading her legs wide...’" Her words trailed off as I did exactly that, pulling her legs apart and settling between them.

"Kane—"

"Keep reading," I said firmly, my lips brushing her inner thigh.

She let out a shaky breath and continued, her voice turning into a soft moan as I followed the book’s instructions to the letter. "’...His tongue darted out, tasting her, and she cried out...’"

Her moan echoed in the room as I did exactly what the book described, my tongue teasing her in the same way the male lead teased the female lead.

"Don’t stop," I murmured against her skin. "I want to hear the rest."

She stopped as I did my ministrations. Moaning my name as she clutched the bed sheets tightly.

Taking the book from her hands, I read the next line aloud. "’He pinned her to the bed, his hands roaming her body, leaving no inch untouched...’" I set the book down and smirked at her. "Sound familiar?"

Before she could respond, I pressed her back against the pillows, my hands bracketing her face as I kissed her deeply. Her gasp gave me the opportunity to deepen the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers in a slow, deliberate dance.

I pulled back just enough to look into her eyes. "I’m going to make every word of that book come true for you, Elena. And when I’m done, you won’t need to read about passion—you’ll know it."