CH3: Luca's POV

"Stop resisting, Rebecca," I whispered into her ear. "You and I both know you want this."

She didn’t move. Frozen where she stood—breath caught and her limbs locked. And me? I closed the distance. Met her at the door she’d walked toward, naked, when she had asked me to leave.

“I can scream, Luca. You know that, don’t you?” Her voice trembled.

It wasn't stern—just unsteady. Shaky. Like someone standing at the edge of a cliff, unsure whether to jump or turn back.

She wanted this. She wanted me. Her body did. And the Rebecca I knew? Her body always won. She never denied it what it craved.

"You could," I murmured, my eyes flicking from her face to my wristwatch.

The blue ambient light painted across the room glinted off the glass, letting me catch the time.

“It’s been over thirty minutes since you started threatening to scream,” I said calmly. “Sure—you could. But would you? Even if someone could hear you through these soundproof walls... would you really stop what your body already began?” I tilted my head back at the bed and the toys still on it.

“Watch your mouth, Luca!” she snapped, embarrassment and anger both flushing on her face. “This is my life. What I do with it is my business! You're free to ruin yours however you like, but don’t you dare try to police mine!”

I raised my hands in mock surrender, voice level and unbothered.

“Whoa, whoa, easy, Rebecca,” I said. “I didn’t come here to fight. This isn’t a war.”

Still, I could feel the heat rising between us—anger, lust, fear... everything blurring into one.

Carefully, I moved my hand, letting my fingers graze her cheek. Softly and deliberate.

I couldn’t afford to fail—not now. Not with her. And I didn’t plan to.

I never began missions to lose. Especially not when the battlefield was her. And I was ready to get her to fall.

I was right about caressing her cheek. She didn’t resist. She never did—not even when she’d cheated on me while we were still dating, countless times in the past with my chauffeur when he grazed them.

My fingers drifted from her jawline to her neck, then down to her breasts—firm and full beneath the soft blue glow of the room. They rose like twin melons, begging to spill out of whatever dared to confine them. If she were in a vase, it would’ve shattered.

I teased her nipples with a single finger. She whimpered softly, her breath catching. I gave both equal attention, I couldn’t afford to play favorites. She was too easy.

And sober. That’s what made this so pathetic.

I was the one half-drunk—rage-drunk, really—but she? She was clear-eyed and conscious. .......And still begging for this.

"Tell me, Rebecca," I murmured against her ear. "What do you want from me?"

Her answer came in a breathy confession. “It’s been so long since I had a cock inside my cunt. I’m starving for it, almost dying for you to take me.”

I smiled and didn’t even bother to hide it. My teeth gleamed in the dark, reveling in her admission.

“But I heard you’re engaged,” I said coolly. “Your wedding to Edward Johnson is tomorrow, isn’t it? Two years of dating... and still no sex?”

I brought my wrist to her lips, caressing just below them, ensuring my watch faced her. A quiet message. A clock ticking down.

She licked her lips, brushing my skin.

"You wouldn’t understand," she whispered. "This is all business. Even if I wanted to be fucked like I deserve, it wouldn’t be by Edward. I’ve seen his cock once and it's very tiny. I doubt it could even fill me or fit into my hole.”

I was taken aback by her words for a moment. Women usually loved virgin men. At least, that’s what they said.

I didn’t know Edward was one.

Sure, he always pretended to be the perfect Alpha heir his father was grooming him to be—clean, disciplined, never in the tabloids for womanizing the way I was. But I hadn’t guessed he'd never felt the touch of a woman.

Or a man. Or anyone.

Wasn’t she supposed to be thrilled? Excited to be the first to have him after their wedding tomorrow? To be the one to break his virginity on their wedding night—the very one Edward had been saving it for?

Yet here she was… reaching for me who was far from being that.

Then I heard it. A soft click of the doorknob twisting and stopping. Someone was outside.

Whoever it was had paused, likely hearing enough to freeze. They must have been planning to enter before they did.

I didn’t turn nor flinch but only smiled again second guessing who it could be. Time was short.

And Rebecca had already made her choice.

"Please fuck me hard and ruthlessly" her voice rose in pleading, lower this time. No longer loud like they were before when she'd caught me staring at her mid masturbating.

I continued moving my hands over her body, stroking, exploring, pinching, and slapping her wherever I deem fit and Rebecca became increasingly tense.

She flushed a bright deep red and her breathing became rapid and shallow.

I understood that none of the other men she'd been with after me would never have taken her to this place knowing well she were an aphas daughter and i revelled in the power i had over her at this moment. With her begging me for this.

"Excellent, Rebecca now you will remove my cock from my pants and suck it until I cum in your mouth."

The idea of her whoring herself out like a slut on the eve of her wedding must have had a strange effect on her because i felt her body become heated, stemming from her crotch, but she almost physically resisted this degradation, the humiliation contained in my words.

I swept my hand up the soft skin of the inside of her thigh, not wanting to give her time to think or make an unfavorable decision, and she gasped as she felt the lightest touch on her now engorged clit.

Her gasp turned to a moan as I continued to work my finger across her super-sensitive nubbin.

"I'm a little surprised at your enthusiasm, Rebecca" I called her name. I couldn't afford not to, unless I wanted my mission here to fail

" I expected you to resist me rather more strongly. What is it that gets you so excited, having your curvy bottom fucked hard by me or knowing you are being dominated by someone ? Or, perhaps, both?"

She said nothing as a reply to me but I saw the need in her eyes.

She needed more of me and was prepared to undergo any humiliation, any degradation to get it.

She pushed her mound into my' hand and closed her eyes as the sensations built and deepened.

"Yes ... yes, please don't stop. So good. I've never ... oh please, give me more, I beg you. I'm losing all control, I want this so much."

I withdrew and moved across the room, dropped my pants, and could feel the thrill building up in my rigid cock. I was about to fuck my brother's wife to be, perhaps the most depraved action i could take. I've fucked women before , including Rebecca. But not on the eve of their weddings and to my brother.

Just the idea of this nearly made me cum with that thought alone.

"You would crawl across the floor, naked, on your hands and knees and beg me to fuck you. Beg for my cock like the common slut you are. Do it Rebecca." I commanded again, knowing that her horniness by now will make her give in.

Rebecca had lost all sense of propriety, all sense of herself as a modest and upright alpha's daughter. Atleast like she acts in public. I know that she knew she had been humiliated by me, her ex enough, but accepted that enthusiastically.

Now all she could think about was my cock, thrusting into her needy, quivering centre, her trembling ... cunt, as she was now becoming accustomed to call it.

"Oh god, yes, please do me now." And she dropped to her hands and knees, crawling across the floor to kneel in front of me

She seemed to have lost all sense of coherent speech as well as she looked up to see my cock straining upwards, ready to enter her.

"Please, I beg you, fuck me now, fuck me hard and don't stop. I need your cock to fill me and make me cum. Please, take me without mercy and make me your woman ... make me your slut."

Positioning myself behind her delicious bottom, i demanded that she should bend over the end of the couch. As she did so, i grabbed her hips and rammed my cock deep into her. With one sudden thrust, i was buried, balls deep in my brother's brides hot, wet and clinging pussy.

And on the eve of their wedding!