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What… was that just now? 

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

"You t-trying to seduce me."

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

"C-chocolate," Roselia had never felt more intimate with him than at this moment. He pulled out.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

"What?" Cruden demanded, sliding three different pans into the oven for Roselia's dessert. She was still hungry. He knew how to satisfy her.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Cruden thought about what he should say to her. Did she need to be comforted? How should he talk to women like her? Sensitive and soft. He was always worried he'd crush her in between his hands. She'd crumble like dried roses. Then, she looped her finger into his belt hoop once more. Was this a comforting gesture for her? Why did she keep doing that? He'd let her pull her to the pits of hell if she led him by his belt hoops.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

'She'd also love your coc—'

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Cruden beat the cake. His gaze was glued to the silky batter, but he could smell her. A hint of roses. A touch of sunlight. A pinch of him. Of him. He was aware of where she slept. On his bed and under his covers. He knew if he saw her curled in his duvet, he'd never be able to stop himself. He slept in a guest bedroom and showered there too. Each time the prickly ice water ran down his heated body, he'd think of her. Each time he slid the loofah against his skin, he'd think of her soft hands. And when it came to reaching down there, he'd force himself to not think of her, but it was impossible.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Roselia licked the sugar. Her pink tongue darted out, quick and wet. He groaned, tearing his eyes away from her. She wouldn't be able to handle him. He was greedy. He was selfish. He'd want all of her. A kiss wouldn't be enough. A single position wouldn't satisfy him. He'd leave her sore. He'd leave her raw. He'd leave her crying and begging.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Cruden loudly sighed. He bent his head, lowering himself for his short wife. He saw the slight curl of her lips. God, what he'd do to have a taste of her sweetness. She gingerly wiped the flour from his face. She smelled so f*cking good. So delectable. She let out a soft exhale and he almost snapped. She was tempted wrapped in silk. She was everything that he shouldn't want. And now, he wanted her bent against this countertop, holding on for dear life as he took his way with her.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Roselia didn't like blood. Cruden came home without it, despite being doused in it during his torture methods. Roselia didn't like the dark. Cruden lit up the entire house. He'd burn the floors to the ground if it meant providing her with light. 

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Cruden gritted his teeth. She tied a bow. Nothing about Roselia was irritating. It was him. He was f*cking furious at himself. He let her get into his head. He'd come home from Alpha duties with jewelry in his pockets. Hand-picked groceries in his hands. Blood already washed off. He was changing everything about his patterns and nature without realization.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Cruden was on the path of no return. He always had this sinking, sneaky suspicion that if she said "please," he'd give her the world and sky. He'd give her his entire pack. And each time those 6 letters slipped out of her pretty little mouth, he'd bend over backward for her. 

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

That was when Roselia noticed his ears. Tinged pink on the edges. Was Cruden being… shy? 

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Roselia didn't get to object. He grabbed her hips and hoisted her onto the chair, her feet dangling in the air. He grabbed the armrests, pulling her even closer until he was glaring down at her.

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

Was he… embarrassed?

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

"Here." Cruden was scowling. "For your stupid flowers."

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

"We don't need flowers in the house."

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely

"So, it's true," Roselia whispered in realization. "You're the one taking care of the garden… these aren't Noah's flowerbeds, they're yours!"

Alpha, Please Be Gentle

Urban · Xincerely