MasukElena
A FEW HOURS LATER My thighs were pressed together so tight it was starting to ache, but I wasn’t moving. I was sprawled across the top bunk in nothing but a towel, my legs were bare, skin still wet from the shower, my hair dripping onto the pillow, leaving little cold trails down my shoulder blade, and I was trying to breathe. Just breathe. It had been two hours since Lucian walked out of this room, but it still felt like he was in the air. On the sheets. Between my thighs. Inside my fucking skull. I pressed my phone to my ear and whispered, “Ava. I think I’ve made the worst mistake of my life.” “Okay, wait, hold up,” Ava said, voice too alert for how late it was. “Are we talking pregnancy, debt, or did you bang your new roommate already?” I groaned. “No. But my towel is slipping and I think my brain is broken.” “…You’re talking to me in a towel?” “Because I haven’t moved in an hour. Because I can still feel him in this room. Because I swear, Ava, if I breathe too hard, I’ll remember what he said and..fuck..I’ll combust.” There was a beat of silence. Then Ava sighed. “Tell me everything. From the top. Don’t leave shit out.” I pulled the towel tighter around me, even though it was already soaked through in places it shouldn’t be. My legs rubbed again. My mouth was dry. “I told him to stop calling me Omega.” “Uh-oh.” “And he said… he said…” I covered my face. “He said, I’ll call you that and he also said he would fuck me! Arghhht.” Ava didn’t speak. Didn’t laugh. Didn’t breathe. Then… “Oh my fucking God, Elena. You’re living in a breeding kink fanfic and I’m not there.” “I don’t know, Ava,” I whispered, swallowing hard. “I feel something. It’s bad. It’s good. Fuck, it’s too good. It’s like there’s something inside me, under my skin, crawling, pulling, wanting.” My voice cracked. My toes curled. “I’m so fucking horny it hurts,” I whispered, breath catching. “And I haven’t even lasted a day here. I’m not even supposed to be like this.” Ava was silent, but I could hear her breathing. “I swear, I’m going to lose my mind,” I kept going. “It’s like everything’s waking up. My thighs won’t stop rubbing. My heart won’t slow down. I can still feel him in this room, like his scent stuck to the fucking walls. And every time I think about the way he looked at me, the way he growled… I swear to God, I almost came just from remembering it.” “Elena…” “I know what this is,” I said. “My heat is starting. I can feel it. It’s low now, but it’s building. My skin feels hot. My mouth is dry. My core is… wet. Fuck, Ava, I’m dripping and he hasn’t even touched me and I feel so fucking drawn to him.” Ava’s voice came quiet and serious through the phone. “Okay. Deep breath. You need to listen to me now.” I didn’t speak. Couldn’t. “Your first heat is coming hard. You’re an awakened Omega. You can’t fake your way through this, Elena. Not now. Not around someone like Lucian.” “I can handle it.” “No, you can’t. Because you don’t know what it’s like yet. You don’t know what it does to your body, to your mind. You think you’re in control. You’re not. The wolf doesn’t play by your rules.” Let him come back, my wolf whispered. Let him smell what you are. Let him lose control. Let him teach you what that heat is for. “I’m scared,” I admitted, throat tight. “You should be,” Ava whispered. “Because your scent is going to get stronger by the hour. And if he’s already reacting to it now…” “He’ll rip the towel off me and take what’s his.” Ava’s voice dropped on the other end of the line. Soft. Careful. Like she knew I was about to lose it. “I think he’s your mate, Elena.” I froze. No. No the fuck he wasn’t. My breath stalled in my chest like my lungs didn’t want to participate in this conversation anymore. “My what?” “Your mate.” “My mate?!” I sat up so fast the towel slipped halfway off my thigh, but I didn’t even care. That sentence—that sentence—cleared every ounce of arousal from my body like a slap to the face. “Him? That jerk? That cocky, arrogant, smirking son of an Alpha who talks like my body already belongs to him?” Ava didn’t answer. I kept going.~Lucian~ I turned away, already walking toward the door, already past the point of pretending to care about rules. “Then the Moon Goddess better rewrite the damn system.” Levi stared at me like I’d grown a second head. “You can’t mean this,” he said, shaking his head. “You have Veronica. The bond flared, Lucian. You marked her. The pack witnessed it. We all saw it happen. You can’t just throw that out because some fresh Omega walked in with pretty thighs and a bad attitude.” I didn’t flinch. He kept talking. “You’re just horny. You’ve been holding back for weeks. You haven’t fucked in forever. You’ve been training. Studying. Barely sleeping. That scent hit you and now you’re losing your goddamn mind over it.” I kept staring at him. But he didn’t stop. “I’ll call Veronica.” That made something inside me snap. “She’ll fuck you,” he said casually. “She’ll make you cum. You’ll stop thinking about this girl. You’ll realize you’re not bonded t
~Lucian~ I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t fucking think. Not with the way her scent was sitting in my skull like smoke, thick and sweet and soaking into everything I was. It was in my mouth, in my chest, stuck to the back of my tongue like honey I couldn’t swallow. I shouldn’t have left. Fuck. I knew I shouldn’t have left. But I had to. I was going to lose control. I was going to bite her. I was going to grab her by the throat and knot her right there in the middle of that damn room. And the worst part? I still fucking wanted to. Even now. Even here. Even surrounded by music and lights and people grinding up against each other like they were heat-drunk. “Yo,” Levi said behind me, slapping a drink into my hand like I asked for it. “You alright? You look like someone pissed in your dinner.” I didn’t answer. Because I wasn’t alright. I was hard. I was angry. I was seconds away from shifting and breaking
~Elena~“No. Nope. Absolutely not. There’s no way that man is my mate. You should’ve seen his face, Ava. The way he talks, the way he moves. He looks like he’s already fucked every girl on this campus and probably half the faculty too. His dick is probably exhausted.”“Elena…”“No, listen to me. His dick probably has an accent and a passport at this point. That thing has mileage. I don’t know how many girls he’s been inside, but I’m pretty sure if I had a microscope, I’d find at least seven different kinds of regret on the tip alone.”Ava choked out a laugh. “You’re unwell.”“I’m serious. I don’t care how good he smells. I don’t care how deep his voice gets when he calls me Omega. I don’t care if my wolf is panting in the corner of my brain like a bitch in heat. I am not letting that man claim me just because the universe decided to play some sick, knotting, breeding kink joke on me.”“Your wolf already chose him, Elena.”I blinked. My heart dropped.Because the truth was… I haven’t h
ElenaA FEW HOURS LATERMy thighs were pressed together so tight it was starting to ache, but I wasn’t moving.I was sprawled across the top bunk in nothing but a towel, my legs were bare, skin still wet from the shower, my hair dripping onto the pillow, leaving little cold trails down my shoulder blade, and I was trying to breathe. Just breathe.It had been two hours since Lucian walked out of this room, but it still felt like he was in the air. On the sheets. Between my thighs. Inside my fucking skull.I pressed my phone to my ear and whispered, “Ava. I think I’ve made the worst mistake of my life.”“Okay, wait, hold up,” Ava said, voice too alert for how late it was. “Are we talking pregnancy, debt, or did you bang your new roommate already?”I groaned. “No. But my towel is slipping and I think my brain is broken.”“…You’re talking to me in a towel?”“Because I haven’t moved in an hour. Because I can still feel him in this room. Because I swear, Ava, if I breathe too hard, I’ll
~Elena~“I’m not your fucking roommate.” “Oh, but you are. Until you run screaming out that door and even then, I’ll still be here when you come crawling back.” I took a shaky step back, blood boiling, thighs tensing like I had to physically stop my body from reacting to the sound of his voice. “You’re out of your damn mind.” “Probably.” His eyes dragged over me again, slower this time, like he was unwrapping me with his gaze. “But you make insanity look worth it.” “You’re impossible.” “You’re adorable when you’re mad.” “You’re…” He took a step toward me. Fuck. “Tell me more. I love when your mouth gets all fast and angry. Makes me wonder how fast it gets when it’s wrapped around…” “Don’t. You. Dare.” His grin was wicked. “Relax, roomie. Just teasing.” I could barely breathe. My heartbeat was out of control. My chest rose and fell like I’d just run a mile, and the worst part? He saw it. He fucking thrived on it. “You need help,” I muttered. He tilted his hea
~Elena~ I fucked a father and son. Yes, you read that right. I didn’t stutter. I took them both. One after the other. Sometimes at the same time. And no, I don’t regret a damn thing. They were both my mates. Not one. Not either. Both. You could say the Moon Goddess smiled at me… or maybe she just wanted to watch me break. And before you sit there with your mouth hanging open like you’ve never done anything wild, let me stop you right there. Don’t act like a saint. Not here. Not when I know for a fact that every girl has had at least one dirty little thought about her boyfriend’s older brother. The only difference between me and you? I did it. I didn’t just think about it late at night with my hand between my thighs. I didn’t just dream about it or write it in my diary or whisper it into my pillow like some helpless little virgin with a forbidden fantasy. No. I let it happen. I made it happen. I opened my mouth. I spread my thighs. I looked them both in t







