Chapter 7 Pretend It Never Happened

Selene's P.O.V

Blake ignored me. Instead, he lifted my legs even higher.

When he thrust into me again, his mouth captured mine.

He kissed me deeply, slow and hot, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. He didn't let up even when I was breathless, with saliva slipping from the corner of my mouth.

I tried to turn away for air, but Blake caught my chin and pulled me back, kissing me until I was nearly gasping.

"Selene." He murmured my name in my ear, his voice low and rough with desire.

"Yes?" I gasped unconsciously, my eyes glazed over. Waves of pleasure surged through me as he moved, and I could feel the slick gushing out of my vagina, the unmistakably wet sounds filling the quiet room.

But Blake didn't say anything else. He licked and nipped my ear, trailing down my neck and leaving a warm, wet mark on my shoulder. Then, he took my nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard on it as he rammed deep into my core, and the sudden pleasure from both ends made my body arch painfully off the bed.

The overwhelming scent of cedarwood in the room made me weak, and I was completely unable to resist him. I could only let him do as he pleased with me.

He continued to suckle my breast, his large hands gently caressing the sensitive spots on my waist, making me want to melt into his arms. At the same time, he thrust his length increasingly faster inside me.

I had never felt such overwhelming, intense pleasure in my life, and it made me want to instinctively pull away.

He pushed me to the point where I didn't know whether to retreat or cling to him, and I couldn't move even if I tried. My eyes stung, and a couple of tears slid down.

"Don't cry." Blake kissed my tears away, and I was stunned by his sudden tenderness.

But the next second, he thrusted his hip forward hard. He rammed his length even deeper inside me, then pulled out and vigorously repeated the motion.

I didn't know how long it lasted. At some point, exhaustion swept me under.

When I finally regained consciousness, the first thing I noticed was how my whole body ached, like I'd been taken apart and put back together again. In certain embarrassing places, there was even a throbbing pain and lingering numbness.

I jolted awake and found myself staring at an unfamiliar, impossibly luxurious ceiling. The air carried a lingering, intimate scent I knew belonged to Blake.

I sat up in bed, my mind hazy.

Last night...

Just then, the bathroom door clicked open.

Blake stepped out with only a towel wrapped around his hips. Water trailed down the defined lines of his chest and abs, disappearing into the soft white cloth at his waist. His hair was damp, and a few stray strands fell over his forehead, softening his usual cold, commanding presence with a hint of laziness... and possibly satisfaction.

"You're awake?" Blake paused, his deep gaze locking onto me.

When I saw his state, my heart dropped, and my foggy mind snapped into clarity.

Oh my god!

I actually slept with Blake last night?!

The realization hit me like a bucket of ice water, leaving my hands and feet instantly cold.

Blake wasn't just anyone. He was the strongest Alpha in the region.

More importantly, he was my best friend's brother!

Then I remembered that it had actually been me who'd pulled him upstairs last night, and a wave of regret and panic hit me all at once.

No. I couldn't let this ruin the fragile peace between our two packs, and I absolutely couldn't put Aria in a difficult position!

I had to set boundaries immediately.

After all, Blake's prideful nature meant he hated being tied down in a relationship, and there was no way he'd want to get involved with me further.

With that thought in mind, I tugged the covers tighter around myself, trying to make my voice sound calm. "Good morning, Mr. Lancaster. About last night... I'd had too much to drink and... lost control. I'm very sorry."

I paused, took a deep breath, then got straight to the point. "Last night was an accident. Can we just... pretend it never happened?"