Taming His Alpha Female

I just knew it

*Miranda’s POV*

I was wriggling into my yellow crop top and black training shorts when I heard a persistent knocking on our front door. Lil went to answer it since I was still getting dressed to go to the gym. I really needed the distraction.

“Where is she?” I heard his voice boom from the living room. “Miranda!!!” He sounded furious. I felt an empty pit form in my stomach as I recognized the voice calling me.

“Warren, wait!” Lil called after him after he had pushed his way into our home. I knew he could get this way. I had heard the stories of his violent outbursts, but I had never given him a reason to show that side of him, not to me.

“It’s alright Lil,” I called from my room, “send the fucker on in.” I clenched my jaw and pulled my hair into a high ponytail as he entered my room, slamming the door shut behind him and striding toward me with determination. His eyes were dark and hooded as he stared pointedly at me. His mouth pulled into a thin line and fists clenched. Flexing my fingers and lifting my chin, I braced myself. I was ready for him. With one swift movement, his hand went to my throat, pushing me up against the wall. I wouldn’t cower. He wasn’t worth it. I closed and opened my fists as my heart beat rushed in my ears.

“You’ve been a bad girl, and you need to be punished,” he said, licking his lips before they crashed to mine. God, he was a terrific kisser. I almost gave in to the dominant hold he had on me, his lips that moved passionately over mine. My hands tingled with the desire to feel him and I parted my lips, feeling my body react to him as it had many times before. Being with him had become like riding a bike. It felt natural. We trained our bodies to pleasure each other. His tongue thrust into my mouth, claiming me. His other hand reached between my thighs, stroking my p***y through my thin lycra clothing. I closed my eyes, giving in, and then it happened... I saw his face. The hurt expression on my handsome mate’s face when I left him on the curb. You’re better than this, Miranda, I told myself. For some inexplicable reason, I couldn’t bear the thought of disappointing him. A man I didn’t even know. I couldn’t explain the logic behind it, but I knew I couldn’t be intimate with Warren. Not now.

“Stop, Warren,” I said, turning my head away from his, panting.

“You know you want this,” he said, his voice a deep thunderous rumble. I felt him slide his hand into my shorts. My palms pushed against his muscular chest, like moving a concrete pillar.

“Stop!!” I shouted. My muscles twitched, preparing to fight him. He didn’t listen, forcing my hand, or in this case... my knee... straight into his groin. He fell to his knees in an instant, his hands clenched between his legs as he curled into a ball. “You should’ve listened. I f*****g said NO!” I put my trainer to his shoulder, kicking him over to fall to his side.

“Are you ok?” Lil asked in a panic as she came flying through my door. Her eyes went from me to the big ass man rolling about like a baby. “Oh,” she said, her eyes wide.

“Warren was just leaving,” I said, the tension leaving my shoulders. I pulled my shoulders back, pushed my chest out and walked over to where he was, reaching down to grab him by the hair. The same head of hair I tugged on in moments of ecstasy. I was now dragging forcefully out of my home. “You know, Warren, real men listen when a woman says no.”

Lil held the front door open as I marched out, my hand fisted in his hair as he followed me. Whether or not he liked it. If ever I suspected that our time was over, I was now one hundred and fifty percent convinced of the matter. I let go of him when we reached the hallway. He was free to leave now that he was out of our apartment, but he didn’t. He only straightened himself as he looked at me.

“Movie night and ice cream?” Lil asked with a raised brow. This was our go-to whenever something was a miss, and that sure as s**t was the case at the moment.

“Ah... you read my mind,” I said, giving her a hug. “I will pick up a tub of choc caramel and you chose the move?”

“Deal,” she said, giving me one last squeeze. I loved her. I hadn’t grown up fully experiencing the warmth and comfort of love, but I knew I loved her. My sister from another mister. She gestured to the hulk of a beta waiting quietly yet impatiently for my attention, rolling her eyes and closing the front door. I let out a sigh as I turned to face him.

“You ever disrespect me like that again and I will kill you... got it?” I said, my pulse speeding and heat flushing through my body.

“You belong to me,” he said, his expression hard and unwavering.

“I belong to no one.”

“You’re wrong. My teeth never sank into your skin, but my c**k claimed you more often than people ride the bus to work.”

“f*****g is only f*****g. I told you that when we started all of this.” I tugged at the hem of my top, straightening my outfit. Fidgeting. I always knew my past would catch up to me, come back to bite me in the ass... and not in a good way.

“Well, it’s time to put on your big boy undies and accept what is... and I am not your property. Go buy yourself a blowup doll.” I pushed past him. I didn’t feel like talking about this any longer. I will not say my mother was right when she said there was no such thing as casual s*x. It was casual, I reassured myself, maybe not to him, but it was to me.