Leo Rossi: The Rise of a True Alpha (The Rossi Legacies Book 2)

KAREENA.

"Real smooth tiger," I say, rolling my eyes, but no... tell me, what's on your mind? You seem quiet today," I ask.

There's something wrong. I see the way he looks down for a moment before he moves back and glances at the kitchen. "Want some coffee?"

"Sure," I say. We walk to the kitchen, and he motions to the table, telling me to sit down.

I perch against it, watching him make the coffee. Iced for me.

I love how he knows my pattern. After I have just eaten, I'd usually go for iced and late in the night it would be normal.

"How did it go up north?" I ask, breaking the silence.

He tenses and I frown. For a moment, the craziest thought enters my mind and I close my eyes, almost smiling at how ridiculous that thought was.

Why did I suddenly think there was another woman like he was nervous because something happened on his work trip?

He isn't mine for me to even think that way.

Sure, that hurts, but I don't have any claim on him when all I've done is keep him at arm's length.

"It went as well as it could, a lot of people died, but seeing the reports from the other packs, I think Leo was right. It's searching

"for something, and I don't think this thing will stop until it gets whatit wants."

That sounds ominous, and I tilt my head, "That's.. scary."

"Yeah." He nods as he brings the mug and my glass with straw over to the table.

"So, how were your days whilst I was gone?" he asks, taking a seat near where I'm sitting. I'm about to stand up from the table, but he places his hand on my thigh, stopping me, "Stay there."

I nod, my stomach fluttering.

"It was good. Me and the girls had a sparring match. Umm, plans for the training halls were viewed by myself. They're coming along well." I nod.

"I see... so you were busy doing your duties as one of the beta females."

"Well, that I am, so I got to, right?"

He doesn't say anything, looking into my eyes as I swirl the ice around my glass. I watch as he gulps down half of his scalding coffee.

"Kareena..."

I look down at him, see him frown, and place my glass down.

"What is it?"

He's struggling to say something...

"It's nothing important, really."

"Yet it's on your mind... tell me." I lean forward slightly, concerned.

"Yesterday on our return... I met my fated." He says abruptly, looking up at me.

My heart skips a beat. Suddenly it feels hard to breathe, and it is as if someone just stabbed me with a Jagdkommando blade and twisted it inside of me before ripping it out, leaving me torn beyond repair. I'm losing him... why did I fall for someone I'm about to lose?

My heart aches, but I do my best to look impassive, gripping my glass tightly to stop it from shaking.

I slip off the table and take the seat beside him, placing my coffee on the table and placing my hand on his knee.

I'm losing him.

But this was one of the things I knew could happen. She's lucky to have him... I just wish... I had a little more time...

He finishes his coffee and places his now empty mug down.

"You have helped me so much, I will always appreciate that, Jax... but she is your mate and if you want to go to her, you have every right to, and don't feel bad, you will always be a part of Shane's life and-" "Rina, I rejected her." He cuts in as he cups the back of my neck, pulling me closer.

My eyes widen, and I stare at him.

"Jax... you don't need to do that. I know you promised to be there for me, and you have been! I'm ok now, so if you want to, I will happily

"Shush, let me say what I need to." He says quietly, his gaze on the mark that adorns my neck.

"Ok." I nod slowly, feeling heartbroken, confused, and torn.

Am I depriving him of something so sacred?

Is this my fault?

"I don't regret the decision I made. I made my decision that you are the only woman I'll have in my life when I put the idea to mark you forward to Leo.

And although I loved you as a friend, and loved Shane even more...

I've fallen for you, Rina... so fucking badly, and if there's any woman who belongs in my arms, it's you. I want you, girl, you."

His forehead touches mine, but it's his words that have rendered me speechless.

"Jax, but what about your -"

"You really don't listen woman, I said let me finish." I smile slightly, not knowing what to feel. He's confessing.

I'm terrified, worried, happy, nervous, and so much more all at once.

"She was a witch, so she wouldn't have felt the bond much anyway and I know I'm no Shane, and I know I can't be because he was one of a kind... But I'm me and I do fucking love you." His thumb brushes my cheek as I close my eyes, letting those words that are accompanied by so many emotions sink in.

I do fucking love you.

"Alright... now I'm done." He says, making me laugh weakly again.

"Good..." I say, looking down. I realise I'm still holding his hand. "I don't want you to be Shane, Jax."

I dare to look into his eyes. It's my turn...

"I loved Shane, and he will always be a part of me, but I want you Jax, just the way you are... I want to be loved by you. The real you.

Don't compare our love to another. Because what we have is special too, and I'm all for this."

"Did you just indirectly confess?" His eyes are blazing as he searches my face for a few seconds before he pulls me close.

"Maybe...

"So... You want to be loved by me... think you can handle me?"

"There's only one way to find out," I reply defiantly, sounding a little too breathless.

A sexy panty-dropping smirk crosses his lips.

"Now that's what I'm talking about. Then let's finish what we began the other night.." he growls huskily before his lips claim mine in a powerful, intense kiss that sends ripples of pleasure through me.

My mind becomes fogey, and all I can think of is this kiss...

His heart is thundering like a galloping horse as he swiftly pulls me off my seat and onto his thigh. I cup the side of his neck, grazing my fingers down the back of his neck as I kiss him back with equal passion.

His hand grabs my thigh as he turns me to straddle him, his hand raking down my back. Oh fuck!

He likes control... and it's crazy how much of a turn-on that is.

The feel of his hands running along my skin is dizzying, sending delicious sparks through me.

My heart hammers as his tongue demands entrance and I give it to him. He controls the kiss, dominating my mouth. I struggle to keep up as the heat is turned up and I can't help but moan in pleasure grinding against his crotch. He breaks away from my lips, kissing me down my neck and growls quietly as he sinks his teeth into my neck making me moan out as a jolt of pleasure and pain rushes through me.

It stings a little, but why does that turn me on so badly?

Oh fuck...

He lifts me up, pushing me onto the table as he kisses my lips again, the taste of my blood lingering on his lips and I feel drunk, lost in him.

A breathless moan leaves my lips as he grabs my boobs before he pushes me back onto the table. Grabbing my neck for a second, he kisses me roughly.

'Fuck, you taste so good," he murmurs through the link as he squeezes my breasts in his hands.

I gasp as his lips assault my neck again, kissing, sucking, and nibbling on my skin.

There's no way these marks will vanish by morning.

I reach for his shirt and manage to rip it open before he pins my hands to the table above my head and his eyes rake over me.

Hunger and desire are clear in them.

My eyes widen when he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a mini pocket knife that he flips open. With one cut he slices my jeans from the band downward between my thighs, exposing my pussy, clad in a lacy g-string to him. He licks his lips as he pockets the knife again and grabbing the ripped jeans, yanks them down to my thighs

"Nice.." he says with approval.

My entire body is in overdrive. My breasts rise and fall, my heart clamouring and my breath is shaky as I stare up at him

He's like an entirely different person and it makes me realise just how much control he had kept himself under.

And right now I can see the raw hunger in his eyes as he devours me with his eyes.

He yanks my bustier down, pinching my nipples lightly before he bends down, sucking and flicking one of them. He twirls and rubs the other one between his thumb and index finger.

I gasp, sizzling pleasure making my eyes flutter shut.

My pussy throbs and I feel the need for a release.

Fuck...

I don't know what he's doing but the stimulation to my breasts is making me crazily hot and I feel my core throb, that pressure building.

"Fuck I..." I trail off as I feel his shaft press against my entrance. He throbs against me, and I gasp, feeling myself so, so close...

How is this... fuck how am I getting so worked up over him ravishing my boobs?

It's intense and so damn good. His tongue knows how to work, and I'm unable to stop myself from rubbing against his cock.

"You are so fucking turned on, and it only makes me more ravenous." He growls, releasing my arms and rubbing my clit. I gasp as, to my utter surprise and mortification, I orgasm within seconds.

I'm unable to hold the moan of ecstasy back, but it's muffled by his lips that are once more on mine, kissing me roughly.

Our hearts are thundering and I'm gasping for air as my body ripples with my release and I rake my hands down his back, my entire body shuddering.

"Jax... Ah!" I cry out when he pushes my panties aside, plunging two fingers into me.

"Fuck, you're so fucking tight," he breathes, as he nibbles on my ear.

"I want you naked." I manage to moan. He's so fast and intense I'm unable to undress him myself.

"What's the rush?" he purrs huskily.

"Please..." I hear myself moan.

"Fine... then you better continue what I just started," he whispers, guiding my hand to my pussy as he slips his own fingers out. My cheeks burn as he smirks cockily. "Come on, I know you've pleasured yourself at the thought of me..." I have... especially in heat... "That's it, baby girl, we have only just begun..."

I bite my lip slipping two fingers inside of my pussy and he moves back, satisfied at that. He pulls off his shirt and reaches for the band of his jeans...