The Huge Mistake

~Elara

I stood frozen in the doorway, one hand still gripping the handle like it was my last anchor to sanity.

Leave. Turn around. Run downstairs. Now.

But my feet wouldn’t move. The heat was raging through me like a wildfire, licking every nerve, making my thighs wet and my breathing shallow.

My wolf was going crazy inside me, thrashing against the seals, flooding me with savage signals I’d never felt this strongly before.

No, I'm not doing this. Absolutely not. I'm the Gamma’s daughter. The hot nerd, not some weak girl who dropped her panties for the first hot guy she saw fresh out of the shower.

“I… I should go,” I stammered, forcing my eyes up to his face instead of letting them wander over that insane body again. “This is clearly the wrong room. Aria didn’t say anyone was here.”

His smirk deepened. He took one slow step forward, the towel shifting dangerously low on his hips. Water still rolled down the tattoos on his chest.

Up close he was even more overwhelming, tall, broad, radiating power and that arrogant confidence only someone who knew exactly what he looked like could pull off.

His hand landed on the door above my head, pushing it shut with a soft click before I could open it fully. He didn’t touch me, but he was close enough that the heat of his body burned against my back.

“You’re shaking, angel,” he murmured, voice low and dangerously intimate. “Don’t fight it.”

“I’m not fighting anything,” I lied, pressing my forehead against the cool wood of the door. “I just… I don’t do this. And I won't, no matter how badly…” I swallowed the rest of the sentence.

“No matter how badly your body is begging for it?” he finished for me. I could hear the smirk in his voice. “You’re dripping wet already, little angel. I can smell how much you need to be fucked properly. Until that heat stops screaming at you.”

A whimper almost escaped me. I bit my lip hard enough to hurt.

Don’t give in. You’re Elara the Gamma’s daughter, not some random desperate bitch.

“I have control,” I whispered, even as my gaze dropped to his chest, then lower, to where the towel was barely holding on. The outline of his cock was obvious now, thick and half hard under the white fabric.

My mouth went dry. “I’m not… I’m not doing this with some random guy I just walked in on.”

He leaned in slightly, not touching, but caging me without even trying. “Random?” That low, flirty chuckle again. “Are you sure about that? Because the way your wolf is reacting… she doesn’t think I’m random.”

My eyes widened. How did he know about my wolf?

The heat spiked again, harder this time. A fresh gush of slick slid down my inner thigh. I squeezed my legs together desperately, but it only made the ache sharper. My nipples were so tight they hurt.

“I need to go downstairs,” I said, almost pleading now. “Aria will be back soon. This is crazy. I don’t even know who you're.”

He tilted his head, grey hair with that love pattern catching the light, the earring glinting. His eyes darkened with clear lust.

“You can call me whatever you want, angel… as long as you’re moaning it while I’m buried deep inside you, fixing that pretty little problem between your legs.”

My knees buckled.

I caught myself, pressing my back harder against the door, fists clenched at my sides. I was fighting with everything I had.

But the heat was winning.

And this man, this walking sin looked like he knew exactly how to make me lose.

I didn’t even have time to push him away.

He brought his head down and captured my lips in a kiss. For a second I stood completely dumb, frozen, my brain short circuiting.

His mouth was hot, demanding, and tasted like sin. Then my body betrayed me completely, I melted into it.

He pulled back just enough to growl, “How the fuck do you taste this nice?” before crashing his mouth back on mine, harder this time.

His hand gripped my cheek, tilting my head as he deepened the kiss, tongue sliding against mine possessively. I whimpered into his mouth.

His lips moved to my neck, kissing and sucking the sensitive skin. Then I felt it, the sharp sting of fangs sinking into me. I winced as blood trickled down my neck, but the pain instantly melted into a rush of blinding pleasure that made my pussy clench hard.

“Ah…!” I gasped.

He didn’t stop. His hands moved with purpose, dismantling my clothes with shocking control, unbuttoning my top, sliding it off my shoulders, unzipping my skirt and letting it pool at my feet.

In seconds I was standing there in nothing but my black lace panties and bra, breathing like I’d run a marathon. The heat between my legs was unbearable now.

He reached up, gently removed my glasses, and tossed them onto the nearby cupboard. The world went a little softer around the edges.

Before I could protest, he grabbed my arm, moving with terrifying speed, too fast to be a normal wolf and pulled me across the room.

He threw me against his massive wardrobe. My back hit the wood with a thud, knocking the air out of me. Then he was on me again.

He grabbed the front of my bra and ripped it clean off in one brutal motion. My full, heavy breasts spilled out. His eyes darkened with raw hunger as he stared at them.

“Fuck…” he muttered.

He lifted me like I weighed nothing. I was forced to wrap my legs around his waist, my back pressed against the wardrobe.

The towel around his hips had loosened and was barely hanging on. His mouth latched onto my breast, sucking hard, tongue swirling around my nipple before he bit down gently.

I moaned like hell.

“Oh my god…” The sound tore out of me, loud and shameless. No one had ever sucked on my breasts like this.

He was greedy, switching from one to the other, licking, sucking, and biting while his hands gripped my ass, holding me up effortlessly. Every pull of his mouth sent jolts of pleasure straight to my dripping core.

My head fell back against the wood, moans spilling freely now. The heat was completely in control. My wolf was howling inside me, the seals straining. I could feel my magic sparking wildly under my skin.

I knew I should stop this. I knew I should push him away.

But all I could do was grind against his hard abs, chasing friction, while he devoured my tits like a starving man.

“Shit… please…” I whimpered, not even sure what I was begging for anymore.

He lifted his head, lips wet, eyes glowing with lust and something far more dangerous.

“Tell me to stop, angel,” he rasped, voice rough. “Tell me right now and I’ll put you down.”

My mouth opened… but the words wouldn’t come.

His hand squeezed my ass hard, fingers digging into the soft flesh as he kissed my neck again, licking over the spot where he’d bitten me, it has started healing already.

The sting mixed with pleasure made me shiver. Without thinking, I grabbed his face and pulled him up, kissing him myself, hungry, desperate, tongues sliding together like I’d lost all control.

Then suddenly he dropped me to my feet.

He stepped back, running a hand through his grey hair, breathing hard. “Fuck… I’ve never tasted a woman as sweet as you,” he said, voice rough. “But I won’t take this by force. You have to want it.”

He walked over and sat on the edge of the big bed, watching me with those intense eyes, towel still barely hanging on his hips. I stood there panting, topless, soaked, thighs trembling. What kind of drama is this man performing?

He stood up again, towering over me. “Loosen my towel if you truly want this, angel.”

I smirked, brushing some hair out of my face. “Seriously? After you did all that to intensify how horny I am… fuck you!”

Still, my hands moved on their own. I reached forward and untied the towel. It dropped to the floor.

My eyes widened. Holy shit.

His cock sprang up, thick, long, and heavy, easily the biggest I’d ever seen. It was veiny, flushed dark, already leaking at the tip. I almost regretted my decision immediately. This is huge… OMG.

Before I could process it, he grabbed me, lifted me, and threw me onto the bed carelessly. I bounced once before he was on top of me, caging me with his massive body.

He kissed the middle of my breasts, then trailed hot, open mouthed kisses down my stomach. Lower. He pressed his mouth against my soaked panties, inhaling deeply, then slowly peeled them off, dragging the fabric down my legs. I was completely bare now.

“Damn,” he groaned, staring at my dripping pussy. “Are you always this clean and pretty, or did you just know you’d meet me today?”

I didn’t reply, I couldn’t. My brain was mush.

He smirked. “Get ready to be sent back to heaven, angel.”

Then his mouth was on me.

“Fuuuuck…!” I cried out as his tongue dragged through my folds, long and slow. He licked me like he was starving, sucking my clit into his mouth before flicking it rapidly. “Oh my god… ahh!”

I’d had sex before multiple times, but no one had ever eaten me out like this, same way I've never sucked a dick. Never.

He was relentless, sucking, licking, devouring. Two thick fingers suddenly pushed inside me, curling instantly against that spot that made my back arch off the bed.

“Ahh! Shit… yes!” I moaned loudly, hips grinding against his face. He groaned in approval, the vibration shooting through me.

His free hand squeezed my breast hard, pinching and rolling my nipple, then moved to the other one. The other hand stayed between my legs, fingers pumping faster while his mouth sucked my clit like he wanted to ruin me.

“Fuck… oh fuck, right there…!” My voice cracked into a high-pitched whimper. “Don’t stop… please don’t stop, ahhn!”

He squeezed my ass with both hands now, lifting my hips off the bed so he could bury his face deeper. His tongue replaced his fingers for a moment, thrusting inside me, then he went back to my clit, sucking harder while sliding three fingers back in, stretching me.

I was losing my mind. Moaning like a whore, legs shaking uncontrollably around his head.

Shittt… this guy will surely end my life. “Ohhhh,” I gasped between moans.

He growled against my pussy and doubled down, fingers curling perfectly, mouth relentless on my swollen clit.

My entire body tensed, magic sparking wildly under my skin as the orgasm crashed into me like a truck.

“Fuuuuck…! I’m cumming, ahhhhh!”

I screamed, thighs clamping around his head as I came hard, flooding his mouth. He didn’t stop, he kept sucking and licking me through it, drawing out every wave until I was a trembling, whimpering mess.

He finally lifted his head, lips shiny with my juices, eyes glowing with dark hunger.

“Heaven yet?” he asked, voice low and smug, lips still glowing with my release.

I smiled. I fucking smiled, breathless and dazed. “Not yet… Fuck me real.”

Something dangerous flashed in his eyes. “You asked for it, angel.”