Chapter 56
(SASHA)
I huff. “God, you’re in a mood. Is this the hormones p>
He grits his teeth and throws the covers then climbs off the bed. He walks stiffly towards the windows.’ “It’s not always the hormones every time I get upset p>
My gaze drops to his muscular thighs and his perfectly rounded pass but I force myself to look away. I don’t want him to jump out the window just because he caught me staring at his ass. I get off the bed and approach him. He turns to face me with a wary expression on his face. His breathing is uneven and his eyes are dark with frustration.
“What’s wrong, Tyler? Talk to me p>
“You’re one of those thoughtful caring mobsters p>
I count to ten, losing my patience. “Tyler, I’m really trying with you. Please, tell me what’s wrong p>
He touches his stomach and his gaze drops to his baby bump. “It’s not your fault that I feel sick and tired of this pregnancy. I’m just tired of it, okay p>
I know his talking to me but part of me can’t shake the feeling that he is talking to me. When a tear flows freely down his cheek, I stand there frozen not knowing what to do. I’ve never known how to comfort anyone my entire life. I have no skills in this sector.
“I’ll take you for lunch after coming from the hospital tomorrow, okay?” I will him hoping he calms down.
He looks at me as if I’ve grown three heads. “You think I’ll want to eat after that p>
I narrow my gaze at him. “Well, you’ll be finally able to drink, right? I’ll take you for a good drink then p>
“Who the hell goes drinking after an abortion?” he sighs.
I groan frustratedly. “Please just tell me what you want, Tyler. I’ll do it for you. Okay? I don’t like seeing you this upset, and I have no idea what to do to make you feel better p>
Who am I? And what the hell have I done with my spine?
He rubs his eyes with the back of his hands. He truly seems exhausted and fatigued. ” I don’t know what can possibly make me feel better, Sasha. I just know I’m stressed out of my mind.” He drops his hands to his sides and looks at me defeatedly.
I move closer to him. “How about I give you a massage? Will a back rub do p>
He squints at me. “Why? So you can try and fuck me p>
“No.” I scowl. “I just want to help you relax p>
“Really?” his eyes light up with surprise.
“Yes. I heard pregnancy isn’t easy on the back. You had a long day p>
“You heard? Where did you hear that, Sasha p>
“I’m not sure,” I snicker. “Around I guess p>
“Who knew you’d be hanging out with pregnancy experts?
“Okay, maybe I read it in a book. Whatever, it doesn’t really matter. I just want to give you a back rub p>
He purses. “Well, that’s odd of you, but at least…a nice offer p>
I laugh. “I’d say I’m a nice person but we both know that isn’t true p>
He smiles at me and I feel like I’ve hit the jackpot. I feel a roll of pleasure jut through me and something inspires me to make him happier. “Come on,” I hold his arm. “Lie on the bed, I’ll rub your back p>
“This isn’t just you leading me on? You’re sure p>
“It’s not, I promise,” I tell him even though I know it will be really difficult to not get turned on while touching him. I’m sure I will get hard. I just hope he doesn’t notice and snap p>
He goes past me climbs the bed then lies on his stomach and I hesitate. He looks over his shoulder. “What’s the matter p>
“It will be much easier if I straddle you,” I say looking at his eyes to make sure I don’t spook him. “I’m not trying to fuck you, you gotta relax p>
“Okay, you can straddle me,” he sighs.
A smile tugs at my lips and I climb the bed. I crawl over him carefully, trying to not put my weight on him. I place my palm on his back and he lets out a breathy sigh. My cock jerks up instantly and I clench my jaw. I move my palm up and down his spine, applying just a little pressure while concentrating on the muscles that feel the most bunched.
“I’ve never given anyone a back rub,” I clear my throat just so I don’t sound awkward. “You should be flattered p>
“Of course I am,” he muffles into the pillow. “You aren’t usually so considerate p>
“I can be p>
“Yeah, right.” He laughs.
“I’m serious p>
He glances at me over his shoulder. “It is so unlike you though p>
“No,” I shrug, smoothing my palm up his back and squeezing the tense muscles on his shoulders. A moan escapes him and he relaxes on the bed. My cock begins to throb because I actually do enjoy pleasuring him. I don’t remember the last time I did this to anyone without expecting something in return. My only payoff here is getting Tyler to smile and relax. Why does that alone feel enough?
I press gently on the knots on his neck and trail my hands down his biceps. I work his buttocks too, making sure to not do anything that might alarm him as sexual advances. I squeeze his thighs and massage his calves too. For the next thirty to forty-five minutes, I work him well. When I’m finally done, I feel a subtle ache in my hands. I lean down and press a kiss on his shoulder.
His body goes stiff as though he is waiting for me to pounce on him. I don’t. I lift myself off of him and turn off the light then roll over to my side of the bed. He gasps and I can feel his surprise. I grin with satisfaction as I turn and face the wall. The fact that he’s surprised thrills me in a way. It felt weirdly fulfilling to give him and not take.
His breathing deepens and a faint snore comes to me. I’m thrilled to accomplish what seemed impossible at first,especially with how temperamental he was when I first stepped in the room. I’m so fucking proud of myself. My chest puffs with pride. I actually managed to make my omega feel comfortable, all by myself, and just with my hands. After all, the least I can do for him is to make him feel comfortable.
I exhale with satisfaction and close my eyes. This is what it means to be his alpha, not just to dominate him all the time, and tonight, I’ve earned the title in every way possible. I bask in the calm of the night feeling a deep sense of accomplishment.
I’ve ordered men’s executions. I’ve crushed so many families just so that mine could be stronger and more stable. I’ve done a ton of unspeakable things that my men see fit to term me a powerful alpha.
But knowing that Tyler is making those little cooing sounds because I soothed him to sleep makes me feel like a god.