Night of Escape

Raven Pov

Is everything ready?

"Yes miss, Alpha Derrick and Beta Amanda have left for the banquet. Now is the best time to leave since the pack security is less," Zara urged, hastily packing the little clothes I had.

"Wait, one thing is missing," I said.

"What else?" Zara asked looking up.

My mother's necklace.

"Where is it?"

"It is in Derrick's room," I said.

He seized it from me

"Miss, if you go now it will delay the plan," Zara urged.

"No, it's important. Since Derrick's away I would just grab it real quick from his room," I said, already rushing towards the door.

Reaching Derrick's room, I was stopped by two guards on each side of the door.

"Alpha Derrick is away, come back later."

"Step away, I was sent by Derrick," the lie came out quickly.

They both exchange glances before letting me pass.

They are Derrick trusted men, shouldn't they be beside him when he leaves.

Inside, I rushed to the shelf, with my heart racing. I don't know when Derrick will be back, and staying too long would arouse their suspicion.

After searching for some minutes with no luck. I was about to give up hope when I heard the door open. I flinched, staring at the door.

A drunk Derrick stumbled inside.

Panic flashed across my gaze as I hid under the shelf.

Derrick collapsed on the bed, muttering something I couldn't hear from where I was hiding.

I waited till I couldn't hear any sound before quietly trying to escape, leaving my reason for coming here.

I was reaching the door when a rough grip seized my wrist. Yanking me back before I could react.

In one swift motion I slammed hard on the bed, looking up I met Derrick gaze. His face was inches away from mine. He pinned me against the bed.

I was caught, death is my punishment.

My mouth opened and closed trying to form an excuse but no words came out.

I closed my eyes tightly wishing for at least a swift death.

"Olivia..." He said caressing my cheeks.

He mistook me for his previous Olivia. Maybe I could survive. If I am exposed, I can forget about leaving here alive.

I gritted my teeth, thinking of a way to keep my life.

Since he sees me as Olivia, I will be her.

"Derrick," I said softly with a slight smile.

"Why did you call me that, you always call me Rix," he said, pressing closer till his nose touched mine.

I have to admit, looking at his handsome face this close stirred something in me.

"Rix."

His face broke into a genuine smile I have never seen and I felt his grip loosen a bit.

"Good,"

His hands slid down my body, reaching my thigh.

I gasped, but my lips were quickly sealed by his wet lips. Countless thought flashed across my mind that I blank out completely.

His kiss was deep and hungry, sucking the air out of my lungs leaving me breathless. I tried to breathe.

"W-wait... I can't breathe.." The words barely left my mouth before he slid his tongue inside my mouth.

He showed no mercy, biting my lips till I could taste blood mixed with the bitter taste of alcohol still in his mouth.

Tears stung my eyes before he let go.

My chest heaved under his weight.

I gasped deeply feeling air rush into my lungs.

Before I could process what was happening, the sound of clothes ripping made me snap out of my daze.

I instinctively tried to cover my chest but he pressed a finger on my lips.

"Shhh"

It will make you feel good.

As soon as the words fell, his wet tongue circled around my nipples switching from biting to sucking.

"Mmm..."

The moan came out before I could stop it, I arch my back.

His tongue teased my right boob while his firm grip squeezed my right.

"Perfect size," he muttered.

Squeezing hard and leaving palm print on my boobs.

"Aha!" I moaned loudly, feeling something drip from my thighs.

He grinned, spreading my legs wide apart.

"No!" I protested but it fell on deaf ears.

He stuck one finger, pressing it on my wet spot.

My body trembling as he pressed harder at my soaked panties.

How many women has he slept with to know how to make a woman's legs go weak with one touch.

His eyes are fixated on my soaked red pants.

At this point my legs were visibly shaking as I tried to cover my legs. His gaze at my clits makes me blush harder.

"Don't cover your legs," he said in a deep voice I haven't heard before.

Did he... Did he want to go all the way?

This thought circled in my head.

He pressed on my legs, spreading them apart, then pulled down by pants.

His gaze was driven by pure lust.

"AHH," I bit my lips.

Looking down, Derrick face was buried in my thighs and his tongue licking my

Dizziness tore through me as my thought was scatter. I was drowning in pleasure feeling like I was cloud nine. Even though I hate it I couldn't stop myself.

"More, I want more," I whispered, running my finger through his hair, feeling my last strand of resistance shatter.

His wet lips teased my folds.

"You are tight,"

"Wait... Der... Rix..." The words trailed down, my body wasn't listening to me. Instead I find myself making these shameful moans. He intensified it, rubbing his fingers.

My legs shook violently as sudden waves surge through me. Something hot rushed out of my thigh.

He shook the stain off his hand with a smirk, "You came really hard."

I lost it, this wasn't the cold Derrick I knew and had learned to fear. Now, he looked

consumed by lust.

He pressed his thick meat on my fold making my cheeks burn hotter. I look away too embarrassed.

"Is he... Is he about to shove it?”