Forbidden Alpha (Alpha's Obsession 4)

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to fight the surging feelings bubbling up inside.

This is not real.

This is not real.

But man, it really feels like it is.Chapter FourBrooklynThe stables are nice and clean with a few horses hanging out inside. They pop their heads over the low doors when they hear us enter. I smile as I run my hand down a brown one’s face and he lets out a low contented neigh. They all look well-fed, happy, and healthy. It says a lot about a ranch when the animals look happy.

“Very nice,” I say as I walk down the aisle, looking in each stall.

I can feel Logan’s eyes on me as I walk. It’s like his heated gaze is burning into my ass with every step I take. I give my hips an extra bit of sway as I go, hoping it gets him as hot as he’s getting me.

“Am I going to be working in here?” I ask.

“You’re going to be working with me,” he says in a low sexy drawl. “I want you by my side at all times.”

I lick my lips as I turn around. He’s leaning on the wooden post with his arms crossed over his massive chest.

I might have to take this job for real if it means I get to hang out with this incredible man all day. If I don’t get the job, I might have to volunteer.

“And what does that entail?”

He rubs his chin as he looks me over. “I guess we’ll have to find out.”

I turn away before he can see my cheeks start to blush. It’s getting hot in these stables. The air is thick with sexual tension. I know it’s not just me feeling it now. I can see the desire in his eyes.

“How do you think your mate would feel about us hanging around together all day?” I ask with a grin. “I thought mates were very protective of each other.”

“They are,” he says as he pushes away from the post and starts walking over. “I’d kill any man who tried to claim what’s mine.”

Lucky girl. I wish I had someone looking after me like that.

This is getting out of control. I have to be focused on the job at hand. Getting names, information, the layout of the ranch, and any other details I can find. Oliver’s future might depend on it. It could be the difference between my brother living a free life or living behind bars.

“Well, you can tell her that I’m going to be nothing but professional,” I say with a firm nod. “She has nothing to worry about.”

“She does have nothing to worry about,” he says as he arrives in front of me. God, he’s so big. “I’m looking after her now. I’m keeping her safe. I’m keeping her happy. She shouldn’t have a care in the world.”

He gently takes my chin in his big strong hand and I gasp when I feel the roughness of his palm. My pussy pulses with a wet heat and my nipples harden to the point they hurt. He doesn’t have smooth skin like the city boys back home. This is a man who’s worked on a ranch all his life. He’s farm strong and has the calloused hands to prove it.

That cowboy hat dips as he looks down at my mouth with impure thoughts racing through his mind. I can tell he wants to kiss me. I want the same.

“Your mate—”

“My mate wants me to kiss you,” he interrupts in a deep throaty whisper as he leans down closer. “She wants this. Badly.”

“Well,” I gasp as my knees go weak. I can’t stop staring at his sexy lips. “If she wants this… who am I to argue?”

He grins as he leans down the rest of the way and presses his lips to mine. His hands are rough, but his mouth is anything but. It’s soft and wet and warm and feels like a comforting fuzzy blanket on a tranquil afternoon. It feels like I’ve finally found my place in this world. Like I’m finally home.

His hand releases my jaw and slides down my arm. I’m gliding my tongue over his, moaning into his mouth as I feel his big arms wrap around me. He pulls me into his firm body and my nipples ache as they’re pressed against his hard abs.

The kiss goes on for a long time. It turns from soft to heavy to rough and wild. He digs his fingertips into my back as I step on my toes to get his tongue deeper into my mouth.

I’m so turned on right now. This is the most erotic moment of my life.

A horse neighs behind me, but we still don’t stop. His kiss is so intense. It suits him perfectly. I try to clear all the nagging thoughts in my head—This is wrong. He’s taken. You shouldn’t be doing this. Get the information and leave. Don’t come between two mates.—and just focus on his intoxicating lips. Focus on his sinful tongue… Focus on his heavenly taste…