I watched him as he ate, swallowing deeply as he did so.
My stomach kept on rumbling at the sight in front of me, my throat parched from swallowing dry spittle like a crazed person.
But the rogue Alpha wasn't concerned at all. Instead, he acted as if he were not even aware of my presence.
And he made it seem as if my presence doesn't matter at all.
Does he intend to leave me hungry? Is that his great plan?
"Why do you want me to sit on your laps? It's not comfortable, you know?" I look at him in question.
Sitting on his lap might be seen as a sort of punishment by him, but in this context, he's the one being punished, and not me.
"You have two options. It's either you sit on the floor, or you sit on my lap. Those are two options you can choose from.
All you have to do is choose the best option for yourself, and get things done with." He took a bite from the mouth-watering doughnuts in front of him.
"Can't I take some to the room?" I all but begged, *Seriously, don't let my pack know of this.*
A great Alpha like I was begging? It's something to laugh over.
"It's either you take the options I gave you, or you continue to stand there, watching me. It's all in your court, you can do as you please." He turned to his food, and resumed eating, making sure to look smug as he did so.
Well, this is his house. He has every right to say what happens in the house. Questioning his authority isn't something a person does in a house that doesn't in any way belong to them.
The more I watched him eat, the more hungry I became, until it felt as if my stomach is going to lurch out if care was not taken.
"Remove your hand." I glare at his left hand That's on his thigh.
"And pray to tell, why do you want me to remove my hand? Last I checked, these are my laps, and not yours."
"If you won't do it easily, I guess I'll do it for you." Walking towards him, I remove the hand he placed on the lapped and sat there.
Wiggling, I tried to make myself comfortable on his lap.
I know I must look a sight, sitting on his lap like this, but I don't care. If sitting on his lap gets me fed, I don't damn care how I look.
Those laughing at me can go to hell, I don't care.
" Stop wiggling your ass. You might get yourself into a much bigger problem." He groaned a bit.
"And that will be....." I wriggled some more.
"Should you wake up the beast, you're going to have to take care of it." He whispers into my ears, his breath on my neck causing me to shiver involuntarily.
"And who's the beast?" I frown at him. Looking around, I try to locate the so-called beast, but I couldn't.
No beast thought to make an appearance.
"My small brother, the one you've been wriggling your cute arse on." He touched me on my so-called arse, and I all but jumped from his lap.
"What…. What… are…" I stammer, trying to think of the right questions to ask the perverted male in front of me, who only seems to know how to make people feel uncomfortable.
"It's alright, since you already know what you'll wake up if you continue with your wriggling, you can sit. But make sure you don't wake the beast."
"Perv!" I frown at him.
"Only for you, love. You bring out the perverted side in me. One I don't know existed until I met you." Locking eyes with mine, he smirked evilly. The side of his eyes crinkled a bit.
" Stop, you're getting me creeped out. " I gave him a look, one that conveys not only how disgusted I am with him, but how creepy I find him.
"Sorry about that. Here," He pats his lap, "you can come to sit down. I promise never to make use of those words on you." He promised, his eyes still sparkling as if he's in some ways hiding a secret.
" I don't trust you. Not even the Devil trusts you." I look at the laps I was asked to sit down.
As inviting as the lap and the food are, I don't think it's worth sitting on the lapse of this perverted male.
There's no saying what he might do next, should care not to be taken at all.
He's likely going to think of ways to hit me on my…
"Come on love. I promise never to try something funny with you. You can try me, and see if I mean all the words I said. I won't try anything funny with you while you eat.
I'll be on my best behaviour. You can trust me on this, love, I don't go back on my words," he winked.
Ignoring his use of love as he addressed me, I end up sitting on the laps based on the fact I don't think I can hold my hunger in anymore.
"That's it." He smiled brightly, "now let me feed you." He took the spoon from my hand, tightly holding it to my waist, and he tried to feed me.
"Are you insane?" I frown at him, "you got to sit on your laps, but it seemed that's not enough for you."
" I don't understand. I only want to feed you, love, I don't demand anything else."
" I can feed myself." I roll my eyes at the stupid male," You don't have to bother feeling me, I can help myself to the meal." I gave the delicious meal a look.
" Taking my options comes with terms. You'll allow me to feed you if you want to eat. If not, you go back to standing." He murmured into my ears.