10

By the time I kicked open the unlatched door to Ruby's luxury flat, it had began to rain.

The scent of her vanilla perfume and expensive gin hit me the moment I crossed the threshold.

Ruby was sprawled across the silk sheets of her bed, her long legs tangled in the duvet, her lips painted a deep red. She looked exactly like the compliant, easy playthings I usually kept in my rotation.

"Vick, look at your face," she whispered, sitting up and reaching a manicured hand toward my split lip. "Those military brutes really did a number on—"

I didn't let her finish. I lunged forward, grabbing her by the waist and dragging her violently into my bosom. I needed to feel my own strength. I needed to dominate something, to prove to my inner wolf that I was still the apex predator on this campus.

I slammed my lips against hers with reckless, volatile abandon.

Best believe the kiss wasn't the usual romantic one; it was a brutal assault of teeth and tongue, tasting of tobacco and my own blood.

Her lips tasted of wine, she probably had been drinking before I arrived.

Ruby gasped, her hands immediately gripping my hair, trying to match my frantic, aggressive energy as she arched her back into my chest.

"Vick... you're burning up," she muttered against my mouth, her fingers clawing at the fabric of my torn jacket.

I didn't answer.

I didn’t give a fuck about whatever she had to say. The rage inside me was a blinding white noise. I reached down, my fingers catching the hem of her dress, and with one violent, powerful yank, I ripped it right down the middle.

Ruby flinched, her eyes widening in surprise as the shards of her clothing fluttered to the floor. "Vick, wait—slow down a bit, you're hurting my—"

"Shut the fuck up, Ruby!" I snarled, pinning her wrists ruthlessly above her head as I ravished the nape of her neck. My Alpha aura flared hot, demanding her absolute, unquestioning submission.

I didn't wait. I didn't tease her or do the casual foreplay we would normally do. I kicked her legs apart before I lined myself up and entered her in one sharp, aggressive thrust, desperate to lose myself in the familiar, mindless rhythm of pummelling in and out of her.

“Urrrrgh Vickerry! Ushhh!! Slow down” She whimpered as I kept pounding deep inside her.

But the moment I closed my eyes to ride the wave of adrenaline, my energy took an instant noose dive.

I don’t know what was happening to me but I was beginning to perceive a devastatingly sweet, intoxicating scent of Samirah Alvarez.

My mind violently flashed back to her flat.

The vision of her standing in that dim hallway, her skin flushed from a hot shower, the white towel slipping down to reveal her perfect, soft, completely exposed body.

The memory of her piercing eyes looking down at me with unbothered scorn struck my self esteem.

Suddenly, my heart rate plummeted. My erection began to rapidly evaporate.

I pushed harder against Ruby, desperately trying to force my body to comply, but the mental image of Samirah wouldn't leave. Every time I moved, I didn't see the woman beneath me; I saw the proud, defiant professor telling me my frontal lobe wasn't fully developed.

My body went entirely, humiliatingly soft.

The erection completely vanished, leaving me entirely useless inside Ruby. I froze, struggling to breath, sweating panic washed over my skin.

Ruby opened her eyes, her brow furrowing in utter confusion. She shifted beneath me, reaching a hand down to touch my dick. "Vick? What’s wrong? Are you..."

The confusion in her voice was taking a stab to my pride. I couldn't do it. My body had completely mutinied against me.

"Get away from me!" I roared, a primal, choked sound tearing from my throat.

I violently shoved Ruby away from me, sending her sprawling across the other side of the mattress. I scrambled off the bed, my chest heaving as I yanked my trousers up, my hands shaking so violently I could barely fasten the button.

"Vickerry, what on earth is your problem?!" Ruby yelled, grabbing a pillow to cover her bare chest, her face twisting in anger. "You come in here, ruin my clothes, treat me like a whore, and then just throw me off the bed?! Who do you think you are?!"

I couldn't bear to look at her or anyone in particular.

I slammed my fist against the wall, leaving a deep indentation in the plaster as I yelled.

"Fuck you, Samirah!"