Passionate Night

Emma's POV

"What are you doing? Let me go!" I was shocked by his sudden action and tried to break free from his clutch. But the more I resisted, the harder he pinned me.

A mocking smile appeared on his face as he said, "Trying to be modest, are we, Emma? Are you gonna deny that this was what you wanted?"

"What do you mean?" I stared into his dark blue eyes which reminded me of the night sky. 

This was the first time he was this close to me and I couldn't help but notice his exquisite features. He was blessed with almond eyes and long curly lashes, paired with a strong set of eyebrows. He had a bridged nose and thin pink lips, all accommodating in his rectangular face with a square jawline. 

Alpha Draven was the most handsome man in our pack and every time I looked into his eyes, I remembered why I fell in love with him in the first place.

He said, "Didn't you just complain to my mother that I wouldn't sleep with you?"

My face reddened with embarrassment, I did not expect that vile woman to spill everything to him. 

While I was still figuring out how to respond to this, Draven leaned toward my ears. His hot breath hit my skin, swirling me with goosebumps as he whispered, "I am going to change it tonight."

My mind was in a tempest right now but I had enough sense within me to understand his intentions.

"No, wait!" I resisted but it was too late already as he started to nibble on my neck.

A moan escaped my lips when his lips touched my skin, welling my body with sensations I never knew before.

He unzipped my frock and shoved his hand inside, skillfully exploring the places they had never been to.

"Draven, stop! Stop this." I begged but to no avail, he seemed determined to have me today.

With no time, I was bare in his hands, my body reacting to his touch even though I didn't want to. Draven pulled back and looked down at my face, "Woman, you tried to act saint but your body betrayed your facade."

My face clouded with shame and I looked away, not wanting to meet his eyes. He smirked at me like a devil and said, "Admit it. This was all just another scheme of yours to get inside my pants."

"No, it was not!" I glared at him, and even though I tried to put on an indifferent face, my heart was trembling inside.

Draven ignored my words and wrapped his lips around mine, kissing me without a warning. I clutched the quilt underneath me. Was this really happening or was this all just a cruel dream?

Clothes slipped out of our bodies, layer by layer until there was nothing left. Draven held me in his arms, kissing my neck and making his way towards my tender chest. I gasped in ecstasy every time his lips lingered on me and left a mark behind. 

The night was extremely beautiful; the breeze coming in through the windows shifted the curtains, making the room illuminated with the pale blue moonlight. I opened my eyes and looked at him, his eyes were closed and he seemed to be lost in pleasure just like me.

He handled me with tenderness, to the point that my first time was not as scary or painful as I thought it would be.

Suddenly, he took his pace, indicating that he was on the verge. I let myself get carried away and hugged his shoulders. 

This was it… I was finally going to be his woman.

"Stella…" Just as I was starting to celebrate within myself, I heard him call out her name. I froze, my heart falling down to the depths of my gut.

Did… did he just take her name?

Draven opened his eyes and looked at me, the hint of happiness in his eyes vanished somewhere in the disappointment on his face when he realized that it was me. 

He immediately pulled out of me as if I were some dirt and rolled off the bed, quickly retreating into the bathroom.

The sound of water gushing down the shower filled the silence of the room.

And that was it…

We were back to how we used to be, sharing the same bed but miles apart.

I buried my head in my pillow; the scent of our passion still lingered on the cold, empty bed, reminding me of how he took her name. I closed my eyes and cried in silence.

How could I ever believe that he had a place for any woman other than Stella in his heart?

No matter what I did, I was never going to be good enough for him. I can never be a match to her and it was breaking my heart.