Trapped

Elena

The thought was exciting. I’d admit that.

Two Alphas—both devastatingly handsome, bodies carved by power, scents thick enough to make you want to sin and beg forgiveness later.

“It’s not happening, Princess,” Ashton said flatly. “Forget it.”He turned to walk away.

I caught his hand, gripping it tight.

“You doubt my seduction skills, Alpha?” I asked softly—too softly, on purpose. I felt his shoulders tense immediately.

“I know none of us will touch you,” he replied without looking back. “You’re our friend’s daughter.”

“Then why won’t you look at me?” I stepped closer, leaned in, brushed my lips against his earlobe.

His hands clenched at his sides. I could feel it—he was close to snapping.

Then suddenly my wrist was seized and I was yanked back into a solid chest. Jax’s.

“Listen, little wolf,” he growled, low and dangerous. The sound sent shivers straight down my spine—my wolf nearly bowed. “Don’t provoke us. I swear to God, this won’t end well for you. The only reason you’re not being punished for this misbehavior is because you’re Gabrielle’s daughter. Any other woman who tried what you just did would be rotting in the dungeons.”

“What a sad life,” I tsked. “Punishing women for trying to have a good time?”

He chuckled darkly. “They weren’t there for a good time. And neither are you. I doubt the Alpha’s virgin daughter lacks options. What you’re doing is scheming.”

“The sex would be natural, if that’s what you’re worried about,” I smiled, biting my bottom lip as I leaned closer. I lifted my hand and grabbed his jaw, his tough stubble tickling my palm. 

“Besides, despite the age—you two are pretty fucking solid. Strong. Handsome. I could take a bite. Two perfectly working holes for you to fill.”

His jaw clenched—not in anger, but restraint.

I could tell.

Breaking Jax would be easy.

Breaking Ashton would be easier once the first brother fell.

What I needed was to shatter the synchronicity between them—the shared rule of not fucking their friend’s daughter.

Jax stared at me, green eyes glinting. He leaned close enough for me to feel his breath. “Then find someone else to fill you up.”

He shoved me back and walked away without another glance.

Ashton stayed.

The disappointment of Jax leaving twisted into something dangerous—hope.

“What?” I crossed my arms. “Changed your mind?”

Ashton approached slowly, hands in his pockets, closing the distance until he stood far too close. “I know exactly what you’re planning, Princess,” he said quietly. “Don’t even try it. You have no idea what you’re playing with.”

A smirk tugged at my lips. “You figured I’d go after Jax first?”

He chuckled, dark and low. “I figured you’d take him first so you could break me next.” He brushed a strand of hair from my face. “It won’t end well. We’re monsters. And we don’t just bite—we eat the preys alive.”

A shiver tore through me, my knees weakening.

“Let’s see if the bite’s stronger than the bark,” I shrugged.

His smile came slow. Deadly.

“We will.”

Then he stepped back and walked out, leaving me alone—breathless, overstimulated, and painfully aware of the throbbing between my legs.

***

It was morning, and I was on a mission: find Jax.

After searching for what felt like forever, I found him in the pool room. Swimming.

 

And damn.

The moment I stepped inside, whatever plan I’d had dissolved into nothing.

There he was, cutting through the water with powerful strokes, back muscles flexing and rippling with each movement. His hair was wet and wild, his tattoos on full display—dark ink glistening against tan skin. Even from across the room, I could smell him. That same intoxicating scent that made my head spin.

I walked around the pool’s edge and sat down, dipping my feet into the water. I was wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt and lacy lingerie beneath—thin, barely there. The shirt was practically see-through when wet. Intentional, obviously.

 

“Hey, Alpha,” I called out, waving at him from across the pool. “Good morning.”

 

Jax’s gaze snapped to me, and I felt the weight of it as his eyes traveled from my face down to my thighs, then to my feet submerged in the water. Something dark flickered in his expression.

 

“What are you doing here, little wolf?” he asked, still treading water on the opposite side.

 

“I thought we could renegotiate my offer.” I kept my voice light, casual. “Care to come closer?”

What I didn’t expect was for him to actually do it.

 

He swam toward me with deliberate, unhurried strokes, then stopped directly in front of me. My breath caught as his eyes locked with mine. He moved between my thighs, the water lapping against my skin as his hands brushed my legs. Then his grip found my waist, and he leaned in close—so close I could feel his breath on my lips.

 

“How about I take you for a swim first?”

 

Before I could protest, he lifted me effortlessly and pulled me into the water.

 

“Jax, no—”

 

My words cut off as the cool water enveloped me up to my chest. He waded backward toward the center of the pool, holding me against him like I weighed nothing. The water reached just below my breasts and his waist—the height difference impossible to ignore.

 

My hands instinctively latched onto his arms. I couldn’t swim. At all.

 

“Oh, I forgot,” he murmured, voice low and amused. “You don’t know how to swim.” His smile turned wicked. “And now you’re stuck. If I walk you to the middle, it gets much deeper.”

 

Goosebumps spread across my skin—not from fear exactly, but something far more dangerous.

“You wouldn’t,” I breathed.

 

“Oh, I absolutely would.” He chuckled, his hands sliding underwater to grip my hips, pulling me flush against him. Our bodies collided, his heat searing through the thin fabric separating us. 

 

“But I don’t kill pretty things. However…”

 

A sound behind me made my pulse spike—someone else entering the pool.

 

I twisted around to see Ashton. Shirtless, tattooed, walking toward us through the water with a predatory smirk on his face.

 

“Looks like the deer walked right into the trap,” he drawled.

 

My heart hammered. Was this planned? A setup to get back at me for yesterday?

 

I snapped my gaze back to Jax. “You lured me in?”

 

“Oh yeah.” He grinned, catching his bottom lip between his teeth. “My brother told me you were targeting me first, so…” His hands slid lower, cupping my ass and pulling me harder against him. I gasped at the electricity that shot through me at his touch. “I thought I’d play your game right back.”

 

Ashton’s body pressed against me from behind, trapping me between them. His lips came to my ear, breath hot against my skin, “And there’s one thing about us…” he murmured, “We brothers do everything together, princess.”

 

God help me.