ANMELDENSeraphina's POVI was half-asleep in the car on the way back. When I opened my eyes, the car had stopped at the top of the mountain. The window was cracked open, and his suit jacket was draped over me. The breeze drifting in was just the right kind of cool.Still groggy, I turned my head and saw Sebastian propping his head on one hand, quietly watching me. His eyes were soft, focused-it made my heart skip.Why's he looking at me like that?Then, out of nowhere, he leaned in closer and said, "Look, if there is a kid, stay. As your Alpha, I'll take care of it all. I've always wanted one."A kid? Seriously?I still want to live my life however I please.Is he for real?I forced a tiny smile, my voice steady. "That's not gonna happen. Don't worry."In my heart though-I was dead sure it wouldn't. And even if somehow it did, I'd deal with it myself.Sebastian didn't let it go. "And if it does happen? What then?"
Seraphina's POVAs I stepped out of the study, I glanced up at the clock on the wall-almost ten. "We really need to go," I said quietly to Sebastian. "If we don't leave now, we're going to miss the whole morning at work."He stood up with his usual grace, the creases on his suit pants settling naturally with his movements. While the elevator descended, I lowered my voice, "When we get to the office, you go up first. If Kane asks, just say you went to your parents' place last night. I'll show up ten minutes later."Sebastian arched an eyebrow, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "And how are you gonna explain that?""I'll say I had a morning appointment with my physio," I answered coolly."Flawless cover story," he murmured, leaning in for a light kiss at the corner of my mouth, his warm breath brushing my ear. "Such a clever little fox."I instinctively stepped back. "Stop calling me that..."When I moved to take the driv
Kane's POVIt was exactly 8 a. m. when I stepped into the apartment complex. Jack was at the kitchen counter, feeding the cat. Fresh salmon pieces were laid out on the dining table."Alpha didn't come home last night?" I noticed the teak floor by the entrance was spotless-usually, it'd be scattered with his custom leather shoes."Looks like it." Jack straightened up, wiping his hands with a sanitizing wipe. "Didn't he let you know about any change of plans?"That's when the image of that red Mini Cooper in the basement garage flashed through my mind. Crap! Don't tell me he spent the night at Seraphina's?Jack caught my reaction and raised a brow. "What's on your mind?""Nothing," I waved it off quickly, "I'm heading to the office.""Not gonna call him first?""Pretty sure he doesn't want to be disturbed.""Maybe Seraphina knows?""She probably doesn't either," my voice was starting to go dry. "Let's not bother her
Seraphina's POVA blast of ice-cold, high-pressure water slammed into my chest. I screamed, the concentrated spray stabbing into my already-abused, swollen nipples like needles. The pain was sharp, stinging, and immediate-making them even harder, even more sensitive."Fuck! Too cold! Alpha-it hurts!" I sobbed, but my traitorous body arched up into the stream anyway. My pussy clenched helplessly, desperately, begging for more. For anything.He moved the water lower.The powerful column of cold water hit my wrecked, ruined pussy. The temperature was a shock, but the pressure itself was pure violation-like dozens of tiny needles stabbing directly into my throbbing, oversensitive clit."Yes! Right there! Torture my clit, you fucking bastard! Make your little slut scream!"My voice shattered into a mix of sobs and moans, barely human.He adjusted the nozzle again, and suddenly-I felt it. That hard, focused stream of water pushing inside me
Seraphina's POV"Good," he growled against my sweat-slick neck, his voice rough like sandpaper and sin. A promise. A threat. A warning of the collapse he was about to drag me into."I want you overwhelmed," he snarled. "I want the feeling of my cock splitting you open and my fingers making you cum burned into your fucking nerves. I want your body-your mind-every fucking whimper to remember one name. Sebastian."And with that name, he slammed into me-deep, grinding, brutal.His hips drove forward, and the sound of wet flesh colliding echoed through the steam-filled bathroom. I saw stars. My legs twitched uncontrollably. The room spun.Then his mouth was on mine again.It wasn't a kiss. It was a fucking takeover. His tongue forced its way in, dominating mine, swallowing my cries as his cock pounded deeper, faster. Shorter thrusts. Harder. Each one slammed into the end of me with violent precision. His thumb pressed against my clit, circling mercilessly.I couldn't think. Couldn't breath
Seraphina's POVHe started moving again - but this time, with real intent. His rhythm wasn't just hard, it was strategic.He alternated cruelly between shallow thrusts that teased my entrance and clit, and sudden, brutal slams that punched into my cervix so hard I saw stars and screamed his name like a prayer and a curse.Each stroke sent water flying out of the tub, soaking the floor with violent splashes. Our bodies slid against each other in the hot, swirling bath, skin flushed pink from heat and sheer, merciless lust.But fucking me wasn't enough.His fingers - soaked in water and my own slick - found my clit like they had a built-in GPS. The moment his rough thumb pressed against the swollen, desperate little nub, it felt like lightning struck through me. Painfully sharp. Unbearably good."Ah! Sebastian!" I gasped, hips jerking uncontrollably.He wasn't touching me.He was assaulting me.His thumb ground brutal, unrelenting circles into my clit, pressing down hard, turning that t







