Chapter Four: A Beauty Indeed

Stacie’s POV

The inside of the VIP room was another world on its own but my senses were more focused on something else.

The man seated on the couch.

Like some magic, it seemed like my whole person was drawn to him from the moment I set my eyes on him.

Or more like made from him. I was no kid and I knew exactly what was happening here. And maybe if my wolf had awoken completely, I would have felt this more.

That the man before me was my mate. My fated mate from the moon goddess.

In less than one week, every damn plan I had made all my life crumble like they were nothing.

All my pleas to have Jamie as my mate was not only impossible but somehow, the moon goddess had given me a mate that was also my master.

If that wasn’t some shit luck. Nothing else could be.

“I’m Stacie,” I said and stretched my hands out for a handshake. At the very least, I was his mate and he wouldn’t treat me like an item, right?

The man before me raised his head up and my body went rigid from his appearance.

If I had thought that Jamie was the most attractive man I had ever met. This man before me was made to prove that sole point wrong.

His features were defined and sharp, giving off an intense feeling of intimidation but they were also delicate in the oddest way.

Like as if they had been carefully carved from the best materials that the moon goddess could find.

“I don’t care who you are.” He replied, ignoring my handshake.

“We are fated mates, I deserve some courtesy,” I murmured the last part under my breath. But his eyes darkened and the room felt a lot colder.

He stood up, and he easily towered over me.

“With what you are wearing, I’d assume that you already knew what you are, or have you decided to play dumb?” He asked with a sneer that still did nothing to taint his beautiful appearance.

“Since you need a reminder that you are my slave, then you shall have one.” He growled, picking me up by my neck until my feet were about two inches above the ground.

"Please p-please s-stop!" I cried out, scratching at his hands, until they drew blood, but he didn't even flinch; instead, his other hand went up my chest, and with one pull, he ripped my black dress off my body.

“Just what I thought… were you trying to seduce your master by pretending to not know what I bought you for, my little slut?” The disgust laced in his words had shame flooding me and the tears I had held back a moment ago came tumbling down.

“Sto-" My words trailed off as his warm mouth came in contact with one of my nipples, and I moaned shamelessly without control.

I couldn't decide if it was the Mate bond or the adrenaline pumping through my veins that made his touches light a blazing fire on my skin.

I only knew that I wanted more, I needed to feel what it was like to be taken by your mate.

He gently dropped me on a table that stood aimlessly at a corner of the room, and before I could catch my breath, he had inserted two of his fingers into my pussy.

"f-fuck!" I groaned, arching my back to allow him easier access but as soon as I was close to orgasm, he stopped.

I opened my eyes to catch him staring at me with an indecipherable look on his face, and was about to sit up when he forcefully pressed my stomach against the table to stop me from moving.

"What're you tryin- " but the words had not yet fully left my mouth when I suddenly felt his warm mouth closing on my vagina; my head fell back as bursts of ecstasy wracked through my entire being.

His tongue and teeth continued their beautiful assault on my pussy while his fingers worked up my clitoris; leaving me in a mess.

I wanted to scream, to cry out, to moan, but the idea of having people hear us made me seal my mouth shut.

And again, as soon as I was about to climax, he stopped.

"Don’t stop,” I groaned from sexual frustration, I had already lost myself in the intense feeling that came from his touches.

“This is what would have happened to you if you were paid for by somebody else. Considering the fact that you were auctioned for such a ridiculous amount, they would keep at it until you were no longer useful to them”, he said as he wiped my juices off his hand.

“You are nothing more than my slave, don’t get silly thoughts and be a good little slave.”

He doesn’t let me reply as he took his leave with the bulge in his pants unattended to.

I looked at my ripped dress and sighed. Not only was what had happened just now degrading and embarrassing.

Like some stupid slut, I enjoyed every bit of it. And even wanted more.

Oh god! What was I turning into?

A few minutes later, Madame Flare entered the room with another black dress.

“I told you, you will learn quick enough.” She said as she handed the dress to me.

I said nothing but from my body language, she could tell that I wanted her gone.

“Dress up quick, there’s someone outside to lead you to your master’s car.”

As soon as she left, I pulled the dress on quickly. This was just as skimpy as the first dress and with my perky nipples from being aroused, my nipples were pointing through the dress unashamedly.

I wrap my arms around myself in an attempt to cover them as soon as I opened the door.

“You are ready.” A lady that looked older than Madame Flare said as soon as I stepped out.

“You are a beauty indeed. But it’s cold out there.”

“Wear this.” She handed me a coat that I grabbed and wore immediately.

With the coat, I felt a lot more comfortable and I thanked her before following behind her.