The Alpha's Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger by Ejiofor Dorcas

181 Sex is

Sex is not love...

Lyla

It was meant as a joke, honestly but in the next instant, Nanny’s countenance changed. Her face which had been

lit with a smile a moment ago, went dull. She lowered her gaze and refused to

meet my eyes.

“You should go now!” she murmured “And you could tell him that you're tired. I'm sure he won't force you,” she

added again, before walking away.

| stood there for a few minutes, watching her leave, wondering if | had gone too far with the joke. It was harmless

and honestly, | didn’t think she'd react to it like that. | meant nothing more. Shrugging, | started towards the

pack house. Veering off to the quarters where Nathan was lodged. Before | entered his room, | slipped the tablet

into my back pocket before knocking. The door flew open immediately.

Nathan didn’t look, please. “I was beginning to think you won't come.”

“I'm sorry, my love,” | said brightly, walking past him inside the room. There was a low table in the middle of the

room decorated with coloured candles and slover centrepieces. There was a small wine bucket too, and two

glasses on the table. There was a food tray by the corner that was still covered up.

“On a special night like this, we should be together, he complained again, pouting.

In a bid to broker peace, | went up to him, wounding my hands around his neck. “I'm sorry, babe. We got carried

away - girl talk.”

His hands rested on my waist as he pulledcloser. “If | kiss you, I'll feel better.”

My heart dropped. The position | was with him currently, was giving the kind of vibes he wanted, coupled with

the ambience of the room. Everything screamed | WANT YOU. | nodded.

He didn’t need to be told twice, he gatheredinto his arms as his lips pressed into mine. His hands roamed

my body with such urgency, that madewonder if | would leave his room with my clothes still intact.

His hands found the side zipper of the ceremonial gown | had on and he unzipped it without breaking contact. |

could feel him losing control. The dress was too long or maybe intricated for him to thug down, so he let it go.

Instead, he liftedinto his arms, kissing my neck, and undoing his buttons. He droppedgently on the bed

before shrugging

This shirt. My heart was pounding wildly in my chest as |

tried to think of a way to solve this problem.

He tugged at his trousers until they joined the small heap of clothes he had started. | took in a shaky breath, as |

drank the sight of him. Toned muscles rippled and gleamed in the glow of the candlelight but that wasn’t all, his

erection stood tall and proud, feeling like a long and thick extension of his body.

I've not been with a man since Ramsey That aside, | had zero idea of what to do with a man. Maybe, if | tried to

give him pleasure first, he'd get tired and letgo. As soon as the thought just crossed my mind, he was

already next to me.

His fingers found my bra hook and he was already undoing it.

“Wait!” | rested my hand on his arms. His gaze had darkened with desire but he managed to turn and look at me.

“The wine... my throat is parched”

He didn’t say anything. He crossed the room in quick strides and cback with the bottle of wine and two

glasses. He had a sheepish grin on his face as he sat next toand broke the seal.

“So sorry about that, we need to toast to us.”

He finished working the seal and poured a moderate amount into the glasses before we clinked it together,

congratulating ourselves. Just as | finished the last drop of my wine, he ctoagain.

“Nathan!” | said quietly. “Can we not do?”

He was working the side zipper and was already huffing in. frustration but he paused.

“Not this again, Lyla...” he sighed and cupped my face. “Darling, please... I'll burst if | don’t have you. please... |

want you so badly...”

| nodded. “I know and I... w-want you just as much” | stuttered. That was a lie. “It’s just that, I'm tired and can

you just wait a bit... please...

He stared atfor a few seconds and then rose to his feet, picking up his discarded pants and slipping them on.

“Are you angry with me?” | asked in a tiny voice.

“I'm not angry at you, Lyla; he glanced atbefore picking his shirt and slipping it on. “Neither am | happy with

you. | also will not force you to do what you don’t want to. It's fine.”

He started walking to the door. “But you're leaving?” | was still on his bed. “And you're not happy, Nathan”

“I'm leaving because | don’t trust myself to be in the sroom as you. Second, | am not happy. Lyla. | have

desires and wants plus I'm crazy about you. It's normal forto want to pour out these emotions physically”

“Sex is not love!”

The words slipped out of my mouth unintentionally. When | looked up, he was staring atwith

disbelief on his face.

“Don’t make this about, Ramsey, please, though his voice was still a whisper, | could feel the hardness behind it.

“Can we just go for a day without him being invisible in our relationship? You cannot use your experience from

him and conclude that...”

“That's not what | meant, Nathan. C'mon, | was just making a statement and you're bringing

Sex is not love

Ramsey into our conversation and not me. I told you; | have nothing to do with him again. We're history!”

“Okay!” he said quietly. “I'll take your word for it. I'm going for a run.”

Without waiting for a reply from me, he slipped out of his room.