Chapter 5 One Night Stand

Seraphina's POV

I closed my eyes, feeling my heart race. He kissed me softly, but it sent a rush of heat through my veins. Amid my fear of Callista's arrival, he suddenly pulled away, his fingers still clenched tightly around my waist.

"My private room, upstairs," he whispered in a low voice that sent chills down my spine. "Five minutes."

Before I could respond, he vanished into the crowd, leaving me frozen, my knees trembling and my lips still warm from his touch. For the Moon Goddess, what had just happened? I must have been losing my mind.

"Sera! Are you okay?"

I snapped out of my daze, Callista's voice breaking through and pulling me back to reality. She ran toward me with genuine concern, the dim light hiding my red face and swollen lips.

"What did that jerk of a brother of mine do to you? Did he bother you?" she asked angrily. "Kaelos is always like that—thinking he can claim whatever he wants."

I shook my head quickly, trying to calm my racing heart. "No, nothing happened. He just... said hello." The lie slipped out before I could stop it.

"I want to go home," I added, this time telling the truth. The loud club music and judgmental stares were starting to feel suffocating. But there was something else—an invisible pull drawing me toward the stairs leading upstairs.

Callista grabbed my hand. "Okay, I'll take you home."

"No, it's okay," I said quickly. "I can go home by myself. You're having fun with your new friends. Go ahead."

She looked at me doubtfully. "Are you sure? We just got here."

"I'm sure," I smiled reassuringly. "I just need some fresh air for a bit. Maybe I'll come back later."

Seeing her hesitation, I added, "Really, I'm fine. Enjoy your night."

As she returned to the VIP room with her new friends, we parted ways. And me? I walked away, but my feet didn't head toward the exit—they moved instead toward the stairs leading to the upper floor.

Crazy. Maybe I was going crazy.

I'd just broken up with Darius, my wolf was in hibernation, and now I was heading to the private room of an Alpha I didn't even know—who also happened to be my best friend's brother.

At the end of the empty corridor, I saw a door with intricate carvings, unlike the others, without a number, bearing only the symbols of a crescent moon and the sun. My instincts told me he was there; I could smell his tempting scent from afar.

My blood began to race again, my desire reigniting as I remembered our interrupted kiss.

My feet moved on their own as if pulled by something invisible. I raised my fingers to knock when I reached the door, but it opened first.

His face was clearer in the brighter light, and he smiled at me with a teasing look. I swallowed nervously as my gaze fell to his neck and his chest peeking out from under his shirt, all the buttons undone. I could see his abdominal muscles, perfectly defined with beautiful curves.

"You came," he said, breaking the silence between us.

Before I could respond, he grabbed my hand and closed the door with a kick. He pulled me into his room and suddenly pushed me against the wall, pinning me there. His red, wet lips crashed into mine without mercy, moving with such passion, like a thirsty camel at an oasis, while his hands roamed freely over my body.

"I shouldn't be doing this," he whispered between kisses, yet his hands moved downward, tracing the curves of my body through the short red dress I was wearing. "But since you walked into that bar... you've been messing with my mind."

"Don't think about anything," I whispered, my fingers tracing the rough line of his jaw. "Tonight, I'm yours."

My words seemed to fan the flames of desire in him. Kaelos lifted one of my legs, wrapping it around his waist. As our kisses grew deeper and more tender, I felt his large hands caressing my thigh, sliding inward—touching my underwear, making me moan softly.

"You're already wet," he said with a teasing smile.

I nodded shyly. "You made me wet."

My body responded as if it had known him for years. Every touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through me like I had never felt before. Even on my best nights with Darius, I had never felt such a burning desire.

From afar, from the deepest corner of my mind, I could sense a faint movement—Lily, responding even in her sleep. But her voice was too weak to be heard above the roar of my blood.

He then drew me toward him and threw me onto the bed, my dress slipping up to reveal my smooth, tempting thighs.

Without a word, Kaelos opened my dress, threw it to the floor, unhooked my bra, and tossed it aside.

"You're beautiful," he praised.

"I know," anwer me.

With a mischievous smile, he stood up, quickly removing his shirt to reveal a muscular body adorned with battle scars—proof of his Alpha status. His hands moved to his belt, unbuttoning his formal pants with slow, torturous care.

I moaned, trying to endure the pain and pleasure at the same time. Kaelos was now on top of me, his face flushed and sweaty, but he still managed to smile.

He then pushed into me, starting slowly, then faster and more intensely. Our breaths grew heavy and intertwined, both of us moaning with pleasure. Waves of heat surrounded me as he quickened his rhythm—until finally, I felt a surge of heat fill me.