Chapter 3

• ALICIA POV
• I stood frozen. My heart was beating super fast. What just happened? I turned to look at him. I tried to smile a little. My hand reached out, shaking a bit.
• His big hand covered mine. My hand felt so small in his, but it also felt… good. Like it belonged there.
• "T-t-thank you f-for letting us stay, Mr Joe" I said, trying to pull my hand back quickly. My voice came out all shaky.
• He cleared his throat. "It's nothing. You can just call me Den."
• Even with Camren standing right there, his friend, Den, was making me feel strange. My eyes, without me even thinking about it, looked down at his pants for a quick second. Fuck! I quickly looked up, right into his green eyes. They were amazing, like a deep forest.
• I knew I was acting crazy just standing there in front of him. I needed to get away, and fast. If I stayed, I might do something really dumb that I'd regret later. So, without wasting any time, I grabbed my bag and pretty much ran towards my room.
• "Hey! You need to change so you don't get sick! And come back for dinner!" I heard my brother, Camren, call out. But I didn't say anything back. I just kept going.
• The second I was inside my room, I locked the door. I leaned against it, breathing super hard. My chest was going up and down. 'Holy cow, Licia, what was that?' I thought to myself. I threw my bag onto the floor.
• I didn't even want to think about what just happened. If Camren found out, I'd be in so much trouble. He always said his friends were off-limits. Even if one of them was my Mate, he'd want me to reject and push them right away.
• But wait. Why did Den have all those weird tools? Those leather straps and paddles… What were they for? I ran my fingers through my hair. It was still a little wet from the rain. I was so confused.
• Then, a thought popped into my head. He looked really surprised when he found out I was Camren's sister. Like, totally shocked. Maybe he thought I was someone else? Maybe he was expecting someone to come over to have sex. And then I showed up instead. Yeah, that had to be it. That would explain why he looked so surprised.
• But the thought of someone by else pleasing him made a hint of jealousy bubble up.
• But then, why was my body acting so weird around him? Why did I feel so… electric?
• "Ugh, stop thinking about that right now," I mumbled to myself. My body felt warm, and… wet. I was getting aroused just thinking about him.
• I reached for the doorknob again, just to make sure it was truly locked. I didn't want Camren bursting in.
• My hands went to my wet clothes. I pulled off my damp shirt, then my jeans, and finally, my sticky underwear. I just needed to touch myself a little bit, then take a long, hot bath. That would calm me down. Hopefully.
• While I walked into the shower, I instantly imagined Den running his tongue down my lips as I fingered myself. “Yeah, fuck Harden!”
• I gasped as I imagined him cupping my nipples and licking them. The sensation of having my boobs fondled while his lips caressed my pussy seeps straight into my core. I drag my nails roughly over my mounds.
• Fuck, I was so damn wet and my fingers were slipping into my pussy easily while I imagine more of what Harden would do to me as it made squishy sounds.
• “Oh yes, fuck Harden, yessssssss!” I said while I increased the fingers in my wet pussy.
• “Just right there, yes.” I whispered feeling my orgasm come closer.
• “Yeahhhhhhhh, Fuckkkkkkkkk!” I cried out and for the first time, I realized that I hadn’t stuttered.
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• ALPHA HARDEN
• The mansion felt too quiet now, the kind of quiet that just amplified the drumming in my head. I ran a hand through my thick hair, pulling at the strands as my jaw clenched so tight it ached. Damn it all. Just a few minutes ago, everything had been… different.
• I’d come back to my secret hideout, hoping for a few months of peace, a break from everything. Camren, he’d promised me the house would be empty. "My sister's out tonight for her birthday," he'd said earlier. "And she will be back tomorrow. And I'm on the night shift." Perfect, I’d thought. Just me, this massive place.
• My plan was simple: get the place cleaned, then fuck the shit out of the girl I booked. Lately, my wolf, the wild part of me, had been going absolutely nuts. Horny, restless, just plain crazy. The only thing that even put a dent in my beast was sex. Even if I’d never really had an orgasm from it, it still helped calm the beast. That’s why I’d booked a girl from my favorite bar for tonight. Thought it would take the edge off.
• Shit!” I cursed under my breath, hitting my fist against the wall. I’d been such an idiot. Why didn’t I ask more questions? But then, it wasn’t all on me, right? Alicia, she should have said something. Anything! Like, “Hey, I’m Camren’s sister.” Then none of this would have happened. But no, she just knelt down, like she was told, and… she went to work.
• A low groan escaped me as I remembered it. The way she’d… damn, she had no deep experience, that was clear. Probably her first time ever doing something like that. But man, her mouth was good. Really good. I couldn’t deny it. She felt amazing around my cock. And then that thought, the one I hated but couldn’t shake: if her mouth felt that good, what about her… down there?
• “Get a grip, Den!” I growled at myself, pushing off the bed. My wolf was practically screaming, telling me to go find her, to finish what we started. But I couldn’t. What happened was a huge mistake. A massive screw-up. It couldn't happen again. Ever. Alicia and I? No way. Camren would kill me. I should be feeling bad about this, not thinking about getting more pleasure.
• I looked down. Of course. A rock-hard erection. “Damn it.” I wrapped my hand around it, fisting it hard. The girl I’d booked… where was she? Probably wondering what happened to me.
• I breathed in, then out, trying to clear my head, and started jerking off. It was pathetic, really. And the worst part? I couldn't stop thinking about Alicia. About how she’d sucked me. It was wrong. So damn wrong to be thinking of her right now, while I was doing this.
• Just this once,” I mumbled, speeding up my strokes. “Just this once, I’ll think about her and get this out of my system. Never again.”
• Fuck. I promised myself. Never again.