Chapter 143

ASHANTI’S POV.

Blink.

Blink.

Blink again. My eyes flutter open and the huge chandelier on the ceiling above comes into view.

There’s only one bedroom I sleep in that has got a chandelier hanging from its ceiling. Alpha Reagan’s bedroom.

I’m in Alpha Reagan’s bedroom. Sleeping on his bed.

How cool is that?

My head bangs with pain as I struggle to sit upright on the bed, but that pain is soon surpassed by a searing sensation between my thighs–that makes me wince painfully. My eyes drop down to my body under the comforter and a current of energy washes through me when I see that I’m naked.

That’s when everything replays in my mind.

The kiss. Alpha Reagan eating me up while I sat on his face. Sex.

We had sex last night. I gasp in awe, covering my mouth with my hands.

It finally happened.

“Good morning, Ashanti.” A voice greets me unexpectedly and I tremble on the spot and gasp again, loudly.

‘Alpha Reagan. You scared me!” I cry. He chuckles and sets the newspaper he’s holding down on the table before rising from the sofa. He’s dressed in a white dressing robe and a pair of indoor sliders. He’s smiling brightly as he comes to meet me on the bed.

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to scare you.” He sits by my side on the bed and I look away. My cheeks are burning with embarrassment and I can’t bring myself to look at his face.

We had sex last night.

“And why are you avoiding my gaze?”

“I’m not.” I lie. He chuckles.

Lid you have a good night’s sleep?” His voice is calm. I nod my head.

“Yes, I did,” I reply, still not looking at me.

“Ashanti, look at me.” He instructs, but I don’t obey.

How am I supposed to look at him after everything we did last night? He ate me out in a position I never thought was possible. He made love to me like we were a regular couple in love. He took my innocence.

I know I was eager for this to happen, but no one gave me a forewarning of how to behave the morning after. I don’t even know what to do with myself right now.

“Ashanti.” He calls my name again and I know that’s not a good sign. He’s a Lycan King and I know better than to make him repeat himself, so, swallowing the Httle pride I have left, I tear my eyes off the wall and plaster them on his face. That makes him smile.

“Your face is totally flushed right now. Are you shy to be in my presence because of what happened between us last night?” He asks with a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

I want the ground to open up and swallow me right now. My neck heats and anxiety bubbles. inside of me as I stare at him, unable to give him a response to his question.

Why even give him a verbal response when my face already says it all?

I am shy to be in his presence because we had sex last night.

“Hey…” He shifts closer to me. “There’s nothing for you to be shy about. It’s me, Alphat Reagan.

We’ve kissed a thousand times, seen each other naked, and made each other cum over hundred times already, this shouldn’t be any different.”

“Easy for you to say.” I snap. He laughs and it feels like the sky has parted and heaven graced us with a miracle. I recognize the warmth sipping through me as he smiles.

I’m shy, but I loved the experience.

Yes, it did hurt.

It hurt so bad at first, but he was gentle and considerate and soon I couldn’t feel the pain anymore.

Only pleasure. It’s one of the best things that have ever happened to me.

“You look so beautiful this morning.” A small kiss on my lips follows that compliment. My cheeks burn as I try to smother a smile. This man will be the end of me. “So beautiful, I want to take you again right now.”

“What’s stopping you?” I ask daringly. My voice is less than a whisper. He shakes his head.

“I can’t. I heard you wince a while ago. You’re still very sore. Anything we do now will cause you more pain than pleasure. That’s not what I want.” I suck in a deep breath at the sensation shooting up my spine.

He doesn’t want to hurt me. He’s being considerate of me again.

I joined my lips together, wishing I could hide my face so he wouldn’t see my shy smile.

“Do you have any idea how proud I am to be the first man to do this with you?”

zoddess, I’m going to melt on this spot if this man doesn’t stop being so cheesy. A blazing ferno neats my body from head to toe.

“It’s almost as though you kept yourself for me. I’m proud of you.” My face breaks into a wide smile.

“Thank you.” Another kiss lands, this time around on my forehead. My pulse throbs through every inch of my body as I savour the moment. I’m here, seated on the Lycan King’s bed post- coitus, receiving sweet compliments and kisses. It feels surreal. Like I’m not just some Harem girl whom he chose to please him for the night.

It feels a lot different from that. A lot special.

Like I mean something to him. I can’t exactly gut my hand on it, but I feel like I’m special to this man and he’s trying to tell me with actions, not words.

“You should go take a bath now. I’ll ask the servants to serve breakfast while you’re at it.” I nod in agreement and proceed to peel off the comforter from my body. The smile on my face wipes away and horror fills my entire being when I see red spots on the immaculate white sheet beneath me. I quickly cover it up, praying Alpha Reagan didn’t see them as well, but when I look at him, he’s smirking as an indication that he has seen what I’m trying to hide.

“I’ve already seen the blood stains, love. I know my words won’t help, but don’t feel shy.”

“Oh, sweet goddess!“I lament almost in tears, covering my face with my palms.

“Ashanti. Look at me.” He instructs and I obey. “There’s nothing for you to be ashamed about. Go take your bath right now, the servants will change the sheets.”

“I don’t want the servants to change the sheets.”

“Why? Do you want to take it along with you as a souvenir? That’s creepy, you know.”

“I do not want to…” I stop and shoot him a furious glare. “God, you are impossible!” He chuckles and rises to give me way so I get down from the bed. As I attempt to put one leg down, more pain sears between my thighs. I close my eyes and wince in pain, willing myself to rise from the bed and walk to the bathroom, despite the burning sensation coursing through me.

I hope the second time is going to be different.