I SLEPT WITH MY BULLY’S FATHER

EMMA.

“First rule,” he began, his eyes trailing my skin seductively. The glint in his eyes made wetness pool in between my legs.

“You belong to me, alone.” His eyes fell to my perky boobs and I saw him lick his lower lip. Damn, he was sexy.

The kind of man any woman would want between her legs. His eyes moved back to my lips with the same possessiveness flickering in them.

“But…” I tried to speak but he pressed his fingers on my lips.

“Don’t speak, Emma. Not right now.” His gaze fell to his manhood and I followed it.

He was hard.

So hard, I wanted nothing more than to fall on my knees and suck him off.

However, I couldn't.

Not right now.

“Cause if you speak again, I would be forced to fuck you right here at my daughter’s party. We don't want that.”

I nodded, swallowing and trying to force myself not to grab his muscular arms and place them on my waist while grinding myself on his hard cock.

However, he was right.

Today was Sophia’s birthday. The last thing she would want to witness was me squeezing my ass against her father’s manhood.

My eyes moved over again but I forced myself to look away. I didn't want to, god, I didn't want to.

Herth inched closer, his sweet menthol smell filling the bathroom. His eyes glazed over and I was sure his wolf was at the surface, staring at me.

“Meet me in the penthouse later.” His breath spread across my ear, making me shiver with anticipation.

The need to be filled up by his cock once again.

This wasn't me.

I had never fallen for a client.

I had never wanted to be with them twice until I met Herth Lockwood.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

A knock came on the bathroom door, and Sophia’s voice spread through instantly.

“Are you not done, Emma. We need to take the cake to Jeremy. He will kill me if I don't come!” She yelled making me jump back.

Herth grabbed my arm, pulling me closer instead of staying away from me. “Speak.” He whispered, our gaze glued on each other.

He gently raised his hand to my neck, staring tightly into my eyes.

“S… Sophia, it's my menses.” I began, staring into the pairs of green eyes that made my legs shake.

Fuck, he was fine.

Dark-skinned with tattoos all over his arm and chest. He was wearing a white shirt, and the buttons at the chest were undone showing off his toned body.

He inserted two fingers in my mouth forcing me to force them open while he stared into my very soul.

“Oh my goodness, that is an emergency!” Sophia screamed, sounding extremely worried.

But all I could think of was the man pressed against me. His hard private pressed against my core. I wanted him to fuck me so badly.

He slid his fingers slowly down my tongue.

“Menstruation?” He chuckled, but his eyes remained cold.

“I am going to get pads!” Sophia screamed from the outside before I heard her run, her steps fading.

Herth raised his brows, while his thumb caressed the side of my arm gently.

“You couldn’t think of a better excuse?” He continued, a smirk spreading across his lips now.

I couldn’t answer. I might let out a moan instead of words so I kept my mouth shut, staring into his deep green eyes. I knew Alphas were always handsome but I had never thought it was something that could pull me in so deeply.

“Meet me at the penthouse. Forget and you get punished.” He smirked before stepping back and I wished he hadn’t. Yet I remained calm.

He stepped out and only after did I realise I had been holding my breath. Goodness, the entire room smelled deeply of him. I had to step out before Sophia returned.

Just when I shut the bathroom door, Sophia returned holding a pack of pads.

“Uhm, it was a scare.” I smiled gently staring at her natural curly hair that was a constant reminder of Herth’s sexy fade hairstyle.

“Oh great because we are going swimming with Jeremy. I want him to be happy today even though he was stuck at the hospital all day.”

Jeremy was my little brother. Sophia loved him as much as I did.

He was sick, diagnosed with skin cancer, and could barely ever leave the hospital.

“Swimming?” I asked as we headed for her car, masking my scent so she wouldn’t smell how aroused I was.

“Yeah.”

“And how is that going to happen? He can’t leave the hospital.” I uttered, pausing when my gaze landed on him. Hert.

He stood at the third balcony of the building, with a wine glass in his hand and a phone pressed to his ear. He had changed out of his white shirt now, bending over the railing, looking a hot mess.

He was wearing an ash-coloured tank top, the moonlight highlighting the tattoos that scattered over his huge biceps. My stomach clenched and my cunt, fucking betrayed me.

I had to press my legs tightly as I sat beside Sophia.

She could easily smell me, god, I didn’t want her to know I was craving her father. No.

I reached for the perfume in my handbag and spread it all over the car earning a glare from her now. “What was that for?”

“Just trying to smell good.” I lied smoothly, trying so hard not to raise my head back at Herth.

"Okay. I was saying I found a way for Jeremy to have fun with us. There is this sexy doctor who has a huge crush on my dad. I used him to get some healthy wolfsbane from her.”

I stopped listening when she mentioned ' crush.’

“We are going to use it one time and that is it. Jeremy really wants to go swimming, and I can’t say no to him.”She turned to me, my eyes glazing over now.

“What is her name? The doctor?” I tried not to sound upset. Herth wasn’t even my boyfriend, he was a mere client but god, I already had so much resentment toward some fucking whore having a crush on him.

“Doctor Alexis and I think Dad likes her too.” Sophia smiled innocently, completely unaware of what she was doing inside of me.

What?

He what?!