Chapter 3 — A Wild Night At The Bar

• Aurora’s POV
• The booze was messing with my head, turning everything warm and fuzzy. My senses were dull, and my thoughts were spinning. I turned around, ready to hunt down that model guy I had been eyeing earlier.
• “Bam!”
• “Ugh!”
• My forehead smashed into a solid chest. I stumbled back, but a large hand shot out and caught my waist before I could fall flat on my ass.
• Blinking through the haze, I looked up and met a pair of gorgeous emerald green eyes. They were sharp, clear, and unfairly beautiful.
• “Hmm, Doe… he’s even prettier than that guy from earlier. You’re the one,” I muttered, barely thinking.
• Before my brain could catch up, I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him hard. “Mmm… you smell good too…”
• I heard him mutter under his breath, “Shit. Is this the woman Chris set me up with?”
• “Huh?”
• I frowned, too drunk to decode whatever that meant. Whatever. That was a tomorrow problem. Right now, I just wanted to get laid.
• I grabbed his tie and yanked him toward the VIP lounge with all the confidence of a drunk queen. Once inside, I slammed the door shut with a loud thud that echoed through the room.
• I gave him a slow smirk. “Take good care of me and you’ll get your reward.”
• “What did you say?”
• His voice had a deep, rough edge that almost sounded like a growl. I told myself I imagined it. No man would complain about spending the night with a woman like me.
• I leaned in and nipped at his bottom lip. “Mmm, so sweet… tasty…”
• Before I could take things further, my body suddenly lifted off the ground. A surprised gasp escaped me as he tossed me onto the bed. His hot, solid weight pressed down on me an instant later.
• “Hey, lady, you made the first move,” he said, almost accusingly.
• He began nibbling along my jawline, and one of his hands clumsily tugged at my clothes until my pink bra peeked out. He fumbled with it a little, like he wasn’t used to dealing with lingerie at all.
• “Haha, you’re seriously adorable,” I whispered.
• I slid my hand to his chest and guided him to the clasp behind my back. The moment he unhooked it, his mouth wrapped around one of my nipples.
• “Ah…”
• A tingling jolt shot through my entire body, making me moan before I could stop myself.
• My legs curled around his waist, pulling him closer. A strange, needy warmth spread through me, tightening low in my belly.
• Maybe he sensed it because a heartbeat later, a thick heat pressed between my thighs.
• “Ugh…”
• He kissed me deeply, his thick cock rubbing against me through my panties in slow, almost torturous strokes. My surprised gasp turned into soft, breathless moans against his lips.
• A hot rush spread through me, and he chuckled low, his breath brushing my mouth.
• He finally slid my underwear down. Instead of diving in like I expected, he paused and looked at me. Really looked. Once we were both completely naked, he stared at my body inch by inch with those stunning emerald eyes.
• His expression was unexpectedly innocent, almost curious, like he was discovering something for the first time.
• Then his hand slid down to my most sensitive spot.
• “No… wait!”
• I bit his shoulder hard, but he only grinned like he found my resistance interesting. His fingers kept teasing me until sparks burst across my skin.
• “Asshole…”
• Was he ever going to get to the point?
• I could feel his desire easily, yet he held himself back like some saint with supernatural restraint. Maybe men trained as models really were professional teasers.
• I rolled my eyes sharply and glared at him.
• In the next moment, I reached down and grabbed his cock.
• Oh My God. I froze.
• My hand could not even wrap halfway around it.
• Fuck!
• My drunken fog thinned just enough for logic to scream at me. No way. There was no universe where that thing entered my body safely. I was not built for this kind of risk.
• I immediately let go and tried to scramble away.
• But it was too late.
• He growled low, pinned my limbs down, and thrust into me in one hard, unstoppable push.
• “Ah—!”
• Tears gathered in my eyes as a sharp pain tore through me. “N-no, stop, it’s too big…”
• The Moon Goddess’s prophecy never warned me I might die in bed tonight… sob sob…
• But the pain didn’t last.
• It slowly melted into a warm, overwhelming sensation that spread through my entire body. My lower belly still ached, but the rest of me relaxed as if a wave of heat washed over every nerve.
• He lost all restraint then. His movements turned fierce and relentless, each thrust sending me arching into him. My moans filled the room, rising with his rhythm until everything around me blurred.
• I lost track of how many times he took me. Whenever I drifted back from the edge, he was still there, still moving, still consuming me completely.
• Eventually, I surrendered. My body went soft, pliant, and eager beneath him. I let him use me however he wanted, lost in the dizzying pleasure.
• …
• Morning sunlight blasted across my face, dragging me awake.
• To my surprise, my entire body felt amazing. No soreness, no exhaustion, none of the discomfort everyone claimed a first time should bring. I stretched lazily on the sheets as the sound of running water drifted from the bathroom.
• That model was taking a shower?
• “Doe, you’re amazing. I actually slept like a baby! Guess the booze really worked.”
• Doe didn’t respond. It was probably passed out after last night’s madness.
• My phone buzzed.
• It was Henry, my servant.
• “Master, the Sharp Family wants to pick you up early to return home.”
• I shot upright in bed. “Now? Alright, I’m heading back immediately!”
• After hanging up, I glanced at the bathroom door with a sigh of regret.
• Damn it. No chance to say goodbye to that gorgeous man.
• Still, his performance had been exceptional.
• I pulled out a check, scribbled down a generous number, and added a small note of thanks.
• Feeling pleased with myself, I slipped out of the room and headed for the exit.