Pregnant By My Best Friend Alpha Chapter 51

Kyra’s POV

My wolf, Sylvia, stirred restlessly in my mind as I swallowed hard, the lingering ache between my legs a stark reminder of last night. Under the thick blanket, I wore nothing but Kieran’s oversized black shirt, his arm draped possessively over my waist. His body heat radiated against my back, carrying the faint minty scent of his wolf—a scent that now clung to my skin, marking as his.

I’d been awake for twenty minutes, my thoughts in turmoil. I’d slept with Kieran—my stepbrother by pack law, though not by blood. The Moon Goddess must have been laughing at . My father’s mating with Kieran’s mother had made us family in the eyes of the pack, even if our wolves recognized no such bond.

I needed to escape before the reality of what we’d done crushed . Just as I tried to slip away, Kieran’s arm tightened around .

"Where are you going?" His voice was rough with sleep, sending an unwelco shiver down my spine.

‘He’s awake!’ Sylvia yipped excitedly.

My lips parted just as I felt my heart skip a beat. It was confird. I had feelings for him, and what happened between us last night only intensified those hidden emotions.

I flinched as he kissed the back of my neck. On instinct, I held his arm against my stomach.

"I need to get up. Prepare for work," I lied, my voice trembling.

"Can you stay a little longer?" he murmured against my nape, his breath hot on my skin. His canines scraped lightly over my pulse point—a wolf’s tease, a silent promise of what could be.

‘Yes! Stay!’ Sylvia howled.

"I know what you’re thinking, Kyra," Kieran continued, planting slow, burning kisses along my neck. "Don’t pretend last night didn’t happen. Our wolves know the truth."

The mory of our coupling flashed through my mind—the way my body had responded to his, as if we were made for each other. "It was impulsive. Wrong—ohh!"

My protest turned to a moan as his hand slid under the shirt, palming my breast possessively. "K-Kieran..."

"We enjoyed every second," he growled, his voice dropping to that deep, Alpha timbre that made my knees weak. "You scread my na loud. You gave yourself to , and if you think that’s wrong, then let’s be sinners together."

"No, Kieran..." I managed to say, lips trembling.

My body seed to recognize his touch. When his finger toyed with the peak of my breast, I lted under the heat, trembling.

"You begged to do you faster when I was moving so slow because of the pup. Did you not rember that, Kyra?"

My body betrayed , arching into his touch as his fingers teased my nipple. I felt my cheeks burning. "Please, stop reminding of those things. And I’m pregnant, Kieran," I gasped, grasping at any excuse to halt this madness.

Kieran chuckled darkly. "Why? There’s nothing wrong with that, Kyra. The pup heard everything last night. Didn’t seem to mind."

When I tried to push him away, he dragged back to the bed, his hand slipping between my thighs with practiced ease.

"KIERAN!" My scream could have been a protest or a plea.

"What is it, babe? Are you still going to deny the desire between us? It’s burning us alive, Kyra. You can’t deny it anymore. You’re lusting after ."

I squeezed my eyes closed as I felt my cheeks burn. His finger traced the slit of my femininity, making shiver. His other arm hugged , his hand caressing my stomach while the other continued teasing my aching flesh.

"Hah!" I panted and bit my bottom lip when his finger almost slipped inside, but he stopped, torturing with his teasing.

"Hmm? You want my finger inside you, babe?"

His vulgar words sohow snapped out of the desire drowning . I held his hand and protested, "We’re still step-siblings, Kieran. Your mother was married to my father—ahhh!"

My protest dissolved into a moan as he thrust a finger inside , curling it just right. My head fell back against his chest and my body bowed in pleasure. I squeezed my legs together, trying to trap his hand between my thighs to stop him heightening my sensitivity, but he was too persistent. He pushed his knee between my legs, parting them a little, and started thrusting his finger in and out at a slow, deliberate pace.

"You were saying?" Kieran teased, setting a slow, torturous rhythm.

I couldn’t answer. My eyes remained closed as I felt my orgasm building inside . He had already morized the sensitive parts of my body and I hated the fact that my body was responding to his touch like it was growing addicted to him.

This was wrong—yet it felt so right. I was afraid I’d lose my mind if he stopped, and he didn’t look like he planned on stopping at all. He wanted to conquer every inch of and my sanity.

My wolf preened at his attention, relishing the way my body recognized his touch as if coming ho.

"Kieran..." My voice broke on his na, almost breathless.

"Hmm? Do you want to stop, babe? Tell you don’t regret what happened last night. Tell last night wasn’t a mistake," he demanded, his breath hot in my ear. "Tell you want this as much as I do."

My lips trembled. I wanted to beg him to stop, yet my words said otherwise. "I-I’m cumming."

I heard him chuckle, making even more embarrassed.

"Yes, babe. Cum on my fingers," he whispered in my ear, voice tantalizing.

When he said that, I lost control. My whole body shook in release. Exhausted, I just lay beside him, panting. My eyes were wet with tears—not because I felt violated but because the pleasure was overwhelming. It made feel like I was going insane.

Kieran kissed my damp eyelids gently. "My feelings for you are real, Kyra. I don’t care if it takes a hundred years for you to believe . I just want you to know, no matter what happens, my feelings for you won’t affect anything else. You can always rely on ."

When our eyes t, I imdiately looked away and slowly pulled myself up. I felt sticky between my legs, and I really needed a shower now.

"I need ti," I whispered, pulling away before my wolf could desperate to bare my neck for his claiming bite.

Kieran let go with surprising gentleness. "Take all the ti you need, little wolf. I’m not going anywhere."

When I stood, my legs betrayed , almost making collapse. Kieran moved at wolf speed, catching before I could fall.

I tugged down his shirt that I was wearing while he caressed my waist.

"Want to carry you to the bathroom?"

I shook my head quickly. "No, I’m okay. I can... walk."

I pulled myself up but promptly lost my balance. I heard Kieran curse, and when I looked at him, he looked shocked while staring at my face. His hands were in the air as he knelt on the bed, about to jump to catch , but luckily, I grabbed the bedside table before falling entirely.

He bit his bottom lip, then suddenly chuckled and shook his head. I couldn’t help but admire how handso he was when he did that. My heart raced again.

"Just my fingers and you’re already wobbling," he teased, that arrogant smirk making my stomach flip.

I tossed a pillow at his smug face before fleeing to the bathroom. Behind the locked door, I pressed a hand to my racing heart. Sylvia pranced happily in my mind, already planning our future with him.

What should I do? He’s really serious about his feelings for , and I know he will never stop. And my hidden feelings for him are growing. I don’t know what to do anymore. Our intimate monts ignite my feelings for him, and now I don’t know how to escape this.

I shook my head and swallowed hard. I need to keep myself busy and forget about him. The flower shop is the answer. Yes, I should focus on my business.