Chapter 4

Fiona’s POV

What in the Moon Goddess’s name was I thinking, bringing a stranger into my hotel room?

This was madness.

But all that confusion vanished the moment the stranger tossed me onto the bed like I weighed nothing.

My head spun violently. My vision blurred for a moment before I blinked the dizziness away.

“Little wolf,” he rasped, tossing his jacket across the room with one hand.

I lay on the bed, panting from the heat and the wild anticipation brewing in my bones.

With one swift move, he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing tight, sculpted muscles. I gulped, propping myself up on my elbows to get a better look.

From time to time, when my mother wasn’t watching, I would sneak near the training grounds just to stare at the guards. I had never seen anything like this.

A black chain dropped over his neck. A dark wolf tattoo stretched across his chest. Its intricate black lines curled across his sculpted chest like a predator.

My throat locked—He was a rogue.

His entire body swallowed mine without warning. Skin tightened with fear. His thumb brushed over the outline of my chin.

A frown flashed across his face before disappearing.

"You're too thin." Touch lingered for a moment. “Don’t they feed you.”

I couldn’t answer.

He curled a half smirk. "You're trying very hard to be brave. But don't be. You should be scared, pup.”

“I'm…I'm not.”

He growled against my neck. “Having second thoughts because I’m a rogue?” His mouth claimed my neck, and my eyes rolled back as I arched into him.

“Your scent…So sweet. So intoxicating.”

Gods… rogues were supposed to be feral. Killers. Ruthless.

As a member of the Nightshade Pack, I shouldn’t be doing this. His kind had been killing my people for generations.

But my body told a completely different story.

He grabbed my breast and squeezed, pushing it up. “Answer me, pup. Does fucking a rogue disgust you?”

“No…” The word came out as a broken shiver.

What was he doing to me?

“You’re sweating,” he said, teeth grazing my neck. I shut my eyes. Moon Goddess, was this how sex was supposed to feel?

“What’s your name…”

His tongue flicked over the sore spot, drawing another shiver as he groaned.

“Isn’t it a little too late for that?” He pulled back just enough to stare into my eyes, lips inches from mine. “But you can call me Alpha. Tonight, you answer to me.”

I nodded.

His face tightened with dark hunger. Both hands gripped the sides of my thighs and forced them apart. “Use your words, pup.”

“I’m… I’m not a pup.”

“Really?” A dangerous, arrogant smile curled on his lips. One hand wrapped around my throat and squeezed.

His hips pushed forward, letting me feel the hard, thick bulge straining against his trousers—like a beast waiting to be unleashed. My spread legs trembled.

Fifi whimpered inside me. She wanted him as much as I did… maybe even more.

His lips twitched. “I’m not even touching you properly yet, and you’re already whining like a good little pup.”

“Please…”

I didn’t know why I was begging, but it felt like the only thing I could do.

“Fuck… this is why I don’t fuck virgins,” he groaned. “So fucking sensitive.”

His grip on my neck yanked me forward as he captured my lips. “Open your mouth.”

I obeyed, letting my tongue meet his. He spat into my mouth.

Disgust should have flooded me, but instead my core clenched and dripped even more. Moon Goddess, what is happening to me?

He took my lips again, his tongue twisting with mine. It felt so good.

When his hand slid under my shirt, my skin prickled with goosebumps. I swallowed every bit of him.

“So soft,” he groaned, cupping my bare breast. His touch was rough, almost bruising. “So innocent. I want to ruin you with my filth.”

His thumb circled my hardened nipple. When I had asked for sex, I never imagined it would feel like this.

My teeth sank into my lower lip to trap the sounds trying to escape. His fingers dug into my skin so hard I grabbed his arm.

“Shhh, don’t cry on me yet. I haven’t even started.”

“Can’t we… can we just do it?”

He didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed the front of my shirt and ripped it open, exposing me completely. Dark lust burned in his eyes. And something gently as he traced my skin.

“Why are you like this,”

“Like what.” I shivered.

"You look starved... but your scent is unbelievably rich.”

He dipped his head, tongue flicking over my nipple before he sucked it hard into his mouth. I squeezed the sheets, my body shamelessly arching into him. He wasn’t gentle—he was pure feral hunger.

His other hand squeezed my second breast even harder. I thought my chest might burst from the intensity.

He pulled my legs over his waist, grinding my soaked core against the hard length of his shaft through his trousers. The wet sounds of his mouth on my breasts sent shivers through me.

“Gods, please…”

“Please what?” he groaned, voice thick with lust. “Use your words, pup. I want to hear you shake. I want to hear you fall apart for me.”

One strong arm wrapped around my waist, lifting me. His fingers found my drenched folds.

“Tell me, little pup… do all women from the Nightshade Pack get this soaked?”

“Please touch me,” I panted desperately.

He plunged two fingers into my core without warning. I hissed, nails digging into his shoulders. His mouth covered mine, sucked my lips softly as his fingers stayed buried for a moment.

“Feel better?”

“Hmm.” I quivered.

“Good girl.” he mumbled, placing a soft peek on my lips. Then his hand started moving again. I gasped.

“Yes. You can take it .” He rubbed my swollen clit with his thumb, then thrust two more fingers inside me—four thick fingers stretching me wide.

Pain and blinding pleasure crashed into me at once.

My walls clenched around his fingers as he fucked me hard with them. My thighs shook violently. I tried to keep balance, eyes fluttering shut, biting my lip to hold back the moans.

“Open your eyes, pup,” he commanded. “I am your reality. Moan for your Alpha.”

He thrust his fingers even harder, curling them deep inside me, hitting a spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. His mouth stayed on my breasts, biting and sucking, while his fingers moved with brutal precision.

The pain faded, replaced by overwhelming pleasure. My hips started meeting his thrusts. My moans filled the air, mixed with the wet, filthy sounds of my arousal.

He suddenly hooked one of my legs over his broad shoulder, opening me even wider. Then he added the other leg, both of my legs now draped over his shoulders as he drove his four fingers into me harder, faster, deeper.

The new angle made everything more intense. I was completely exposed, helpless, and lost in the sensation.

My body tensed. The pressure built higher and higher until I was right on the edge.

“That’s it, pup. Come for me.”

Just as the orgasm started to rip through me, he pulled his fingers out, lifted both my legs higher over his shoulders, and buried his face between my thighs.

His hot mouth devoured me.

His tongue thrust deep inside my clenching core while his lips sucked hard on my clit. The sudden, overwhelming pleasure shattered me completely.

“Urgh!” I screamed. A powerful orgasm tore through my body. My thighs clamped around his head, hips bucking wildly against his mouth as wave after wave crashed over me. He didn’t stop—he licked and sucked every drop of my release like a starving animal.

“You…” My vision blurred. The world spun softly. And everything faded.

But his amused voice echoed, “Little wolf, don't tell me you’re falling asleep.” he cupped my face with his palm. “Fuck.”