CHAPTER 3

Kailey’s POV

 

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

 

I cussed as I dashed into the bathroom, panting as I did.

 

How could this happen?

 

Why was the moon goddess always fucking me up?

 

I gripped my hair, scattering the neat bun I had worked tirelessly to perfect.

 

I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

 

My face was red, and my makeup was smeared due to sweat and constant rubbing.

 

What was I going to do now?

 

My wolf whimpered as I paced anxiously. She wanted her mate, but I wish it were that easy.

 

“Shit!” I whispered, annoyed by how much my wolf whined. “He is off limits, damn it!”

 

That man was Ezekiel Bread.

 

Future Alpha of the Blackwood Pack. My pack.

 

Despite that, my wolf refused to listen.

 

Repeatedly, she howled for her mate in my head, clawing at my mind and fighting for control—one I wouldn't give.

 

Suddenly, the door opened, and I snapped my head to the door.

 

I frozen, taking a step back as my heart pounded.

 

What is he doing here?

 

My breath grew frantic, and his powerful scent hit me.

 

My mouth watered as the smell of cider and sandalwood wafted to my nose, sending my wolf in heat.

 

My breath hitched as I took in the godlike figure of my mate standing before me in awe.

 

His raven hair was packed up in a man's bun, his dark orbs staring deeply at me like a predator would its prey.

 

He strode slowly towards me, which made me back up. A smirk played on his lips. “Running from me, mate?”

 

My back hit the wall, causing me to halt.

 

With his hands at my sides, he caged me in.

 

My heart thumped as his face grew closer to mine.

 

His hot breath fell on my face as he spoke. “I like the chase.”

 

Turning my head to the side, I tried avoiding his touch, which he noticed.

 

He took a strand of my hair, twirling it between his fingers and bringing it to his nose. “Hm, you smell like apples and sweets.”

 

I shuddered, staring into his eyes.

 

His dark orbs twirled with a vibrant golden hue, his wolf present.

 

“What's your name, mate?” He breathed, bringing his face to hover above mine.

 

Our noses touched, and I let out a gasp as a spark lit by the sheer contact.

 

“Fuck!” He cussed, gritting his teeth, his muscles twitching under his shirt.

 

My wolf did a flip, a strange feeling of satisfaction washing over me.

 

Growing bold, I leaned in, making the distance between us almost non-existent. “What's wrong?” I asked with a sly smirk.

 

His eyes flickered to my lips, and a vein popped on his neck. “You are playing with fire, mate.”

 

“Who knows?” I breathlessly answered. “I might just like playing fire.”

 

With that, he crashed his lips onto mine, shoving his tongue into my mouth as he battled for dominance.

 

My heart thumped loudly in my chest as we kissed, my wolf howling in joy.

 

I moaned, letting his tongue sweep me clean.

 

A growl rumbled through his chest as he gripped my waist, hoisting me to his hip without stopping.

 

My pussycle clenched as a pool formed in my core.

 

Oh, the moon goddess. Fuck!

 

I breathed heavily; a silver string of saliva caught between us as we parted.

 

His eyes lingered on the thread, watching it break, before kissing me once more.

 

Spittle dripped from the sides of our lips as we exchanged fluids passionately.

 

He gripped my ass, grinding himself on my pussycat, and I let out another moan. “Ngh.”

 

“Hello?” A knock from outside startled us.

 

I froze, whipping my head to the door. It was locked, thank goodness.

 

“Hello? Is anyone there?” The person knocked again. “I need to pee.”

 

Ezekiel rested his head in the crook of my neck, his heavy breath tickling me and sending zaps through my body.

 

My nipples hardened, and he chuckled.

 

His huge palms grazed my breast, lightly fondling with it. “Aren't you going to answer?”

 

I whimpered, knowing he was talking about the knocks that fell persistently on the door.

 

I blushed, clearing my throat to speak, when he placed a kiss on my neck. “Eeek!” I screamed, quickly covering my mouth with my hands.

 

“Are you alright?” The lady at the door asked worriedly, causing my face to go bright red.

 

Letting out a chuckle, he said while kissing and fondling with my boob. “Tell her to go away.”

 

I shivered, goosebumps appearing on my skin, his gaze falling on me. “Can you use the next one? I'll take a while.” I stuttered.

 

“You should have said that at the beginning!” The person huffed in annoyance before leaving.

 

“Now, that wasn't so hard, was it?” He smirked and I pouted.

 

How could he tease me when someone could hear us?

 

He brought his finger to my nose. “Don't pout, my love; I won't tease you anymore.”

 

I humped, turning my head to the side.

 

“Alright.” He chortled, suddenly bringing me off the wall. “Let's continue.”

 

“Wait,” I shrieked, gripping his muscular shoulders. “Where are you taking me?”

 

Like I had asked the most stupid question, he raised a brow without stopping. “My room."

 

His room?

 

My eyes widened, and I hurriedly tapped him, flapping my arms. “wait! Put me down; someone will see.”

 

"So?"

 

No, no, no, no!

 

I can't let anybody see us!

 

I tightened my legs, squeezing his waist. “Put me down! Please!”

 

My heart thumped loudly in my ribcage, and since he was so close, he heard it.

 

He stopped, his eyes falling on my face. “Alright.” He said, “But on one condition.”

 

“What's that?” I tilted my head nervously.

 

“Your name.” He paused, “Tell me your name.”

 

“Oh,” I mumbled, biting my lip. “It's…” should I tell him? I hesitated, but the look in his eyes told me he would carry me out. So I shook those thoughts out of my head.

 

“My name is Kailey.”

 

“Kailey.” He repeated, testing the name on his lips, his boyish smirk returning. “You have a beautiful name.”

 

Oh gosh, I never knew my name was this beautiful!

 

“Thank you.” I bashfully replied as he dropped me to the ground.

 

Watching me tuck my hair behind my ear, he graciously led the way out, making me nervous once more.

 

My heart pounded as we weaved past the crowd, the snagging question in my mind rearing its head.

 

What if we get caught? Would Ezekiel be disgusted once he finds out I am an omega?

 

But he should know, right? So why wasn't he saying anything about it?

 

Walking behind him, Ezekiel led me toward a passage that was connected to a room.

 

Once inside, he blocked the exit, and I stared at the room in awe, the scent of my mate filling my nostrils.

 

I walked towards the bed, pushing the material, only for me to reel at the softness.

 

“It's huge!” I giggled, taking my hands back.

 

His room had a red and dark theme, and above his bed, there was a framed picture of him in a suit.

 

My eyes darted around the room, only to land on him.

 

He was standing by the side of the door, hands folded and with a smirk.

 

I blushed.

 

Oh moon goddess, I wish the ground would swallow me.

 

How can I act like a country bumpkin in front of him?

 

Shaking his head, he walked to me. “I believe I brought you here for a purpose.”

 

Blinking innocently at him, I said, “Oh? And what's that?”

 

He growled, grabbing my head. “This.” Before he crashed his lips on mine.

 

Moving my lips to match his ferociousness, I dug my palms under his shirt, letting out a moan as his muscles tensed under my touch.

 

He snarled, lifting me off the ground and onto the bed. “You'll pay for that.” He smiled, ripping his shirt.

 

His hands found their way back to my body, lighting fire with every touch.

 

In an instant, my clothes were torn from my body, leaving me with nothing but my pants.

 

Blushing, I covered my boobs, but he pinned my arms above my head with one arm. “Don't cover them. They are mine.”

 

My core tightened at the sheer dominance his voice held, and I breathlessly replied. “Yes, alpha.”

 

His eyes glinted at the tease, causing me to swallow, but my wolf and I squealed in excitement.

 

With caution thrown into the air, Ezekiel took off his remaining attire—his trousers and briefs—in one swell move. His penis bounced after being released from its confines, and I stared in admiration.

 

The next was mine, and being naked before my mate, I grew conscious.

 

I tried closing my legs, but Ezekiel prevented that.

 

“You are beautiful.” He whispered into my ear, kissing my cheeks, eyes, and nose.

 

Slowly, he moved downwards, his gaze locking with mine. His tongue darted out, and he flicked my vulva with it.

 

I gasped, “Wait!”

 

Ezekiel‘s tongue pressed into my pussy, and my stomach tightened.

 

I gripped his hair, pushing his face deeper as he ate me, sinful moans escaping my lips as my eyes rolled to the back.

 

“I am going to cum!” I warned, trying to push him off, but he didn't budge. When I couldn't hold it any longer, I squirted onto his face.

 

Ezekiel brought my cum to his lips, licking it, “You taste just as I imagined.”

 

I blushed, turning my head to avert his gaze, his proud member requiring attention.

 

I stared in horror, going pale.

 

It won't fit!

 

Seeing the look on my face, Ezekiel gripped my ankle, yanking me back. “I promise I'll be gentle.”

 

“Promise?” I whimpered, “It's my first time.”

 

He kissed me on my forehead, looking gently at me. “I promise. I'll prepare you.”

 

Without hesitation, he brought his finger to my core, poking his finger in, and I frowned at the foreign intrusion.

 

“Relax, it's just a finger.” He spoke, soothing me with a kiss.

 

After a while, I got used to that, and he added another.

 

Pain seeped through me, but beneath it was a sinking pleasure that tried to erupt.

 

Soon, my moans filled the room, and the familiar tightening in my abdomen followed.

 

I let out a heavy breath as I closed my eyes from my high.

 

Ezekiel's boring eyes on me as he aligned our sexes.

 

Giving him my assurance, Ezekiel slowly entered me, and I scrunched my nose, tears falling from my eyes.

 

It hurts like a bitch!

 

Kissing my tears away, Ezekiel's face stopped before he moved. I felt blood tickle down my lap, and I knew my cherry was popped. Finally,

 

Ezekiel kissed me once more before he resumed.

 

Pleasure rose from the pits of my core, my head rolling to the back of my head as I moaned out his name.

 

Ezekiel growled, picking up the pace as we both drove to our high with his brute thrusts.

 

His cannies grazed my neck, and I shuddered. His fangs sank into my neck and I screamed, feeling a threadlike rope that connected our wolves.

 

“I am going to cum.” I let out, digging my fingers into his back.

 

“Together,” he growled, and with one last thrust, I felt a hot liquid pour into my stomach as I cummed.

 

“You did well, my love,” Ezekiel panted, kissing me softly on the lips.

 

I smiled, looking at my reflection in those dark orbs of his.

 

This was my mate.

 

The one who was going to love me, and I could tell.

 

I am so happy right now, I could go hopping around on the mountain.

 

As we gazed into each other's eyes, lost in a sea of love, an angry yell broke us apart.

 

“What is the meaning of this?!”