Chapter 3

Aria's POV

I ran for a long time, and I saw myself in the human town somehow far from the pack.

Without thinking twice, I walked into a bar. I needed a good distraction from my thoughts.

I quickly approached the counter and ordered a drink, at that moment I didn't care what it was. I just needed something to dull the pain I was feeling.

I must have been looking like a mess because the bartender gave me a look of pity and handed me a glass. I swallowed it quickly, it burned my throat and I coughed.

I ordered another drink, and then another. With each glass, the pain in my chest faded little by little. It was replaced by numbness and drunkenness.

At one point, I was able to forget. Forget Liam, forget Veronica, forget the lies and the broken bond.

But I was a werewolf, even though I was an omega. So the human alcohol didn't really stay long in my system.

I signaled for another stronger drink, because I wanted to keep drowning out the pain over and over.

The bartender eyed me with an odd look, before he looked left and right and slid a small pill over the counter with my next drink. "Here, this’ll make you feel a bit better. It’s a bit of a pick-me-up," he said.

I barely understood what he was saying and I quickly took the pill without thinking because I wanted to feel better. 

However, a few moments later I started to feel an unfamiliar warmth spreading through my body. At first, I thought it was just the alcohol hitting me harder, but soon the warmth became more intense.

I looked around the bar, feeling confused at how aroused I felt. When the bartender served me another drink, and his hand touched me, my body came alive with longing.

At that point, I realized that something was wrong. My heart was pounding, and it wasn't from the alcohol but from the intense and almost uncontrollable desire that was surging through me. I felt embarrassed and confused as I tried to understand what was happening.

The bartender glanced over at me, and noticed that the drug effect had kicked in. His eyes glinted with an odd look, and I panicked as I realized what he had given me. He started making his way to me, and I scrambled out of my seat and left the bar quickly, because I didn't trust the bartender’s intentions. 

I stood outside the bar for a few seconds as I wondered where I would go next.

I couldn't go back to the pack in this state, especially after what just happened with Liam. I spotted a nearby hotel and decided it was my best option.

I hurried inside and quickly booked a room. The receptionist gave me a key and I made my way up the stairs, my body was aching with the unnatural arousal from whatever sexual stimulant the bartender gave me.

My vision was blurry, and I was barely able to find the room number. I pushed the door open, and I noticed it was already open. I shrugged, maybe the staff had forgotten to lock the door. I didn't have the strength to think about it, I wanted relief from the arousal coursing through me.

I stumbled into the dimly lit room. I didn't even notice the luxurious furnishings or the scent of cologne in the air. I just wanted to lay down and find some sort of release, maybe with my fingers.

I made my way to the bed and fell on top of  it, releasing a deep breath. However, I felt a presence beside me. My heart skipped a beat as I turned my head and saw a man lying next to me. He was so handsome and he smelt like a dash of peppermint and cedar. My arousal increased, and I gasped. He had dark hair that framed his face and piercing gray eyes that seemed to see right through my soul. His shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a toned chest and abs that made me clench my thighs together.

He looked at me with curiosity, but he looked as if he had been waiting for me.

“Who are you?" he asked softly, his voice was deep and smooth.

"I... I think I got the wrong room," I stammered, trying to get up, but my body refused to cooperate. The drug was still coursing through my veins, making me weak and unwilling to leave this Greek god that was devouring me with his eyes.

Before I could move from the bed, he reached out and gently touched my arm. His touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't suppress the moan that escaped my lips. "It's okay," he murmured, his voice was husky. "You're not in the wrong room. You don't have to leave."

I looked into his eyes, and all I saw was desire and lust, and I shivered. He leaned closer, his breath was hot against my skin.

"What's your name?"

"Aria," I whispered and my voice trembled.

"Aria," he repeated, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at how he pronounced the name. He brushed a strand of hair away from my face, "I'm Knox."

Before I could respond, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was gentle at first, but it quickly deepened, and I melted into the kiss.

I could feel the muscles of his chest through his shirt, and I couldn't help but run my hands over them. He groaned against my lips, and I felt him deepen the kiss. His tongue darted out, tracing the seam of my lips, and I opened my mouth with a moan, letting him in. 

He broke the kiss after some time "Aria," he whispered, his voice husky. "You're so beautiful."

I blushed at the compliment, but before I could respond, he was kissing me again. This time, his hands were on my waist, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his arousal pressing against me, and I couldn't help but grind against him, needing friction at my core.

He broke the kiss, and his lips trailed down my neck. I shivered as he nibbled on my earlobe.

“Tell me what you want, Aria,” he murmured, his voice like honey.

“Everything...You,” I whispered, giving myself completely to the effect of the drug.

He chuckled, his lips still on my neck. “That's what I like to hear.”

He trailed his lips down my neck, and his hands worked their way under my shirt. I shivered as he touched my skin, and he slipped his hands under my bra and cupped my breasts. I moaned as he teased my nipples. He pinched and rolled my nipples between his fingers.

He groaned, his lips were still on my neck.

"You like that, don't you, Aria?" he murmured.

"Yes," I moaned, my hands working their way under his shirt. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling his hard muscles.

He broke the kiss, and his lips trailing down my neck. He knelt between my legs, and his hands moved to my thighs. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of my panties and he pulled them down. I lifted my hips, helping him as he pulled them off.

He looked up at me, his eyes were dark with desire. I shivered as he traced a line up my inner thigh. I could feel my juices flowing down my thighs, and I couldn't help but moan as he traced a line up my slit.

"You're so wet, Aria," he murmured, his voice husky.

"Yes," I moaned, my hands were tangled in his hair.

He leaned in and placed his lips on my clit. I shivered as his tongue darted out to taste me. 

“Ahh” I cried out as he licked and sucked on my clit, while his fingers slipped inside me.

I moan louder as he sucked expertly on my clit and his fingers fucked me senseless.

I could feel my orgasm building as he kept fucked me with his fingers. I moaned as he curled them, hitting my g-spot and my eyes rolled back in my head.

"Knox...I'm gonna cum," I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets tightly.

"Cum for me, Aria," he whispered huskily.

I cried out as I came, and my orgasm washed over me. He continued to lick and suck on my clit, and his fingers continued moving in me, as I rode my orgasm.

He looked up at me, and I shivered as he leaned in and kissed me. I could taste myself on his lips.

He broke the kiss, and he quickly took off his clothes. I stared at his c*ck, and I gasped at how huge it was.

He wrapped his fingers around his cock and stroked it as he looked at me.

"Tell me what you want, Aria," he said softly.

"I want you inside me," I whispered, my gaze still on his c*ck.

He smiled, like a predator, and leaned in closer. He positioned himself at my entrance, with his eyes locked with mine. I gasped as he pushed inside me slightly. It was slightly painful.

He paused then he pulled out, his eyebrows furrowed in shock and concern, “Are you a virgin?”.

I nodded in embarrassment, and he looked more confused.

“What the fuck?” He said, looking shocked, and I got more embarrassed, and tried moving away,

"Wait," he said, grabbing my arm. "It's okay, Aria. I'm honoured to be the one to share this moment with you. I'll be gentle, I promise." His voice softened as he looked into my eyes.

I looked at him, and I could see the tenderness in his eyes. I nodded, and he inserted his c*ck inside me and started to move inside me again, slowly and gently. Until surprisingly all his length was fully inside me, stretching my walls. It still hurt, but it also felt good. So good.

He pulled out and moved in again, then repeated it over and over again slowly, then he increased his pace, and I moaned louder.

His hips thrusting as he fucked me. I moaned as he pulled out and slammed in repeatedly and passionately. My legs wrapped around his waist as I pulled him closer.

"Harder, Knox," I moaned, my hands gripping his shoulders.

He growled, his hips thrusting harder as he fucked me. I whimpered as he hit that spot inside me, and my orgasm started building again.

"Fuck, Aria, you feel so good," he groaned loudly as he thrusted harder and faster.

"Yes, yes, yes," I cried out, as my orgasm surged through me.

He groaned, his hips thrusting faster as he also climaxed and released inside me.

He collapsed on top of me, and wrapped his arms around me.

“You're so lovely, darling.” He murmured, breathing heavily, and I hummed in satisfaction, too tired to speak.

Sleep claimed me almost immediately.