CHAPTER 3

  Vanya’s POV

“Go hide in the bathroom. Now,” Kaelven muttered.

I ran straight to his bathroom to hide. I slammed the door shut and threw the lock just as the main office door flew open with a violent crash.

“Where is my sister?” Garrick’s roar shook the walls. “I can smell her scent here”

“Your sister isn't here,” Kaelven replied, his voice dead calm. “She headed home minutes ago. After dropping some keys off.”

“You’re lying, the scent stops right at this threshold” Garrick barked, his voice coming closer. “She’s wolfless, She can’t protect herself. It smells like her fear in here, and you smell like someone in heat. If you laid a single finger on my sister, I will tear this entire academy down block by block.”

“Leave my office, boy,” Kaelven countered, his tone carrying an unspoken promise of violence. “Your father’s position won’t save you if you cross the line.”

“I don't care about my father's position, I only care about Vanya. Move out of my way”

“Take one more step toward that door, Garrick, and your father will receive your head in a box by morning.”

“Are you threatening a Beta?” Garrick hissed.

“I am a Supreme Lycan,” Kaelven’s voice dropped. “I don't threaten. I execute.”

Heavy footsteps thudded directly toward the bathroom. My heart battered against my ribs as the door handle jiggled violently from the outside. Garrick was forcing it, lunging past Kaelven. I backed away, squeezing my eyes shut as the lock clicked.

I opened my eyes. I wasn't in the bathroom anymore. I was laying down in a strange room.

Where am I?

A shadow moved from the darkness, and Kaelven stepped into view, his golden eyes glowing like fire. He was shirtless again, his broad chest glistening.

“You...” I gasped, scrambling backward on the sheets until my spine hit the headboard. “How am I here? Where is Garrick?”

“You are in my personal domain. A consciousness space.”

My breath hitched. Every wolf knew only the most powerful, Alpha's could manifest a physical mind-space, let alone drag someone else into it.

“Let me out,” I said, panic rising as I tried to slide off the mattress. “I want to go home right now.”

“I can’t let you go. I am in heat, Vanya. And I need you.”

Before I could respond, he slammed his lips onto mine, his tongue plunging in hungrily and devouring my mouth. His large hands slid up my waist, ripping the fabric of my shirt open to grip my bare breasts. He squeezed them ruthlessly, his big palms heavy and bruising against my skin as a helpless shriek broke from my throat. Kaelven leaned down, latching his mouth directly over my right nipple. He sucked the nub hard, biting the sensitive tip until I whined, twisting frantically beneath his weight. He pulled back to lash his wet tongue over the other breast, sucking it sloppy and deep before crashing his lips back onto mine, completely consuming my frantic groans.

​I twisted beneath him, my arousal spiking, completely consumed by the heat pulsing between my legs. My mind raced with the image of dropping to my knees for him, and as he shifted his weight, I pulled down his towel.

​His massive cock sprang out, huge, veined, and already half-hard. In one swift motion, I pulled him toward me and took his cock in my mouth, sucking him sloppy and deep. My tongue swirled around the tip of his cock, making him let out a low, ragged breath. He pushed deeper into my throat, making me gasp for air as the raw heat of him flooded my senses.

​After a few minutes, Kaelven growled and pulled back, unable to take the agonizing friction anymore. He spread my legs open, pushing them up even higher. He buried his face directly into my bare pussy, his tongue swiping flat and heavy in rapid circles against my swollen clit. I shrieked, my body shaking and my pussy spasming against his mouth as he sucked my core ruthlessly. The loud, wet sounds filled the quiet room as he drank my slickness, his thumb grinding hard until I was completely undone and whimpering, tears pouring down my face from the sheer intensity.

​He rose over me, his monstrous length fully hard, thick, and throbbing with dark heat, the tip already leaking. Kaelven spread my legs up even higher against his chest, rubbing the fat head of his cock up and down my slick clit once.

He slammed his fat cock head straight into my swollen pussy in one massive, brutal thrust.

​I shrieked, my eyes rolling back as my entire body convulsed. The raw, veiny thickness of him stretched me completely wide open, bottoming out against my cervix with a deep, heavy thud. It felt like he was splitting me in half, the sudden, overwhelming fullness layout out a wave of intense heat that paralyzed my limbs.

​“Fuck, Vanya,” Kaelven groaned, his deep voice rattling in his chest as his hands locked like iron clamps onto my hips. “You are so fucking tight.”

​He didn't give me a single second to catch my breath. He immediately drew back to the very tip before slamming back inside me, his balls slapping hard against my asshole with every single plunge. I whimpered, tears pouring down my face as he began pounding me roughly, his rapid, heavy thrusts making my hips bounce wildly against the mattress.

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