My Stepsister's Betrayal

**This is book three in the Betrayed and Forsaken series. Events from the previous books may be referenced without specific details being provided about the event. It is recommended that you begin with the first book in the series The Mark of Betrayal.**

Will

I arrived at Alpha Roman's pack, hoping that Alpha Sloane would be my mate. I've always liked Sloane and after spending my teenager years growing up with her aunt, Samara, I thought it would be a perfect blending of our two families.

However, when I arrived at her uncle's pack to celebrate her eighteenth birthday, it wasn't her that smelled of the most delicious ambrosia scent I've ever smelled. It was Stephanie.

Now, I'm standing in Sloane's party wonder what the appropriate amount of time is to wait to take your mate to your room and make her yours once you’ve found her? Whatever the number, it’s not small enough, especially when the party is one of your closest friends who was just named the first Alpha female in history as a successor to take over her grandfather's pack.

Add to that, Sloane already knows who her mate is, another powerful Alpha. It would be exceptionally rude to just scoop my mate up and spend the afternoon and evening making her mine.

I forced myself to get through dinner, watched people congratulating Sloane and telling her how much they’ll miss her in this pack. I watched her with her mate, Alpha Benedict, although I understand that they haven’t marked each other yet, since they now need to figure out how to blend two packs into one.

However, that’s their problem, not mine. My problem is not having the patience to wait to put my mark on this beautiful red-head who my wolf, Virion, called mate hours ago.

‘Just leave. No one will know,’ he says, anxious to put our mark on her.

I have to admit, Stephanie seems just as anxious to mark us as we are to mark her. I haven’t left her side all night and she’s been just as insistent about staying beside me.

“I think now that the cake has come out and we’ve sung Happy Birthday, we can slip away,” she whispers in my ear.

Her voice, and her breath against my ear, send electric volts of desire straight to my dick.

“Let’s go,” I growl, taking her hand and leading her away from the party and inside the packhouse. Here, it’s much quieter and those lingering around notice us in a way that those outside didn’t. I don’t care, it’s time to make this amazing woman mine.

When we get to my room, I close the door and look at her.

“Tell me now if you’re not ready to wear my mark,” I growl.

Rather than answer me, she pulls her dress over her head and drops it on the floor.

“I swear to the Moon Goddess, if you don’t sink your fucking canines into my neck tonight, I will beat the shit out you,” she growls.

I slide my hand into her hair and tug her against me.

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” I growl, then claim her mouth as mine.

Earlier, when I first arrived, we’d gotten so lost in our kiss that a huge chunk of time had gone by without either us noticing. This time, I’m not losing hours just kissing her. Yes, her ambrosia scent is intoxicating, yes her mouth is warm, soft, and inviting, but I don’t want any other man to think that he can claim this woman. She is mine and I will make sure the world knows it tomorrow.

She rips my dress shirt open, sending buttons flying across the room. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that my mate, an Alpha female, is as passionate as I am. Every minute with I’m with her, I feel even luckier than the last.

I grip her hair and pull us away from our kiss. I know Virion is shining in my eyes as I look at this amazing woman.

“You are fucking gorgeous,” she purrs, running her hands over my chest and making my dick so hard it’s aching to be inside her.

“I need to know before we go any further, is this your first time?” I ask.

The confidence in her eyes is replaced with a momentary vulnerability and the possessiveness inside me intensifies. I will be the only man to ever love this woman.

“I saved myself for you,” she says.

I stroke my knuckles over her cheek. “I fucking love that. I can’t say I’ve done the same. However, I will say, I’ve only been with enough women to know how to make tonight special for you. I don’t sleep around and you don’t have to worry about women in our pack making you feel uncomfortable. You also never have to worry about me sleeping with anyone else. I’ve only ever wanted my mate, you,” I tell her.

“And I’ve only ever wanted you,” she says.

I scoop her into my arms and carry her to the bed.

“You’re wearing too many clothes,” she says.

I strip off my pants and boxer briefs while she lays on the bed, biting her lip and watching me.

When I’m naked, I stand in front of her, letting her look over my body. I see the flash of worry at my size, but she was made for me, and I was made for her. I know we’ll fit perfectly together.

“Now, you’re wearing too many clothes,” I say.

She sits up and unhooks her bra, dropping it on the floor beside the bed. When she goes to reach for her panties, I stop her, taking them and sliding them down her legs. Then I stand and look over her body.

“Fucking gorgeous,” I growl, then look into her eyes. “And all mine.”

“Yes,” she breathes.

I get on the bed and settle myself between her thighs.

“Have you ever let a man taste you before?” I ask.

She shakes her head no. “I’ve only ever kissed someone before.”

I grunt. “You’ll have to point him out to me so I can kill him,” I growl.

She giggles until I growl against her neck, then she gasps.

I nip my way to her ear, sucking her earlobe into my mouth and sliding a canine over it before releasing it.

“I want to taste you,” I whisper against her ear.

Her body shivers, then she nods in agreement. I being making my way down her body, sucking on her marking spot, until she's moaning and writhing underneath me.

Then I make my way to her breasts. For a trim, fit Alpha, she has nice sized breasts. I spend a lot of time licking and sucking on them, learning how she likes me to tease her breasts, what makes her gasp, what makes her moan, and what makes her whimper.

When the scent of ambrosia surrounds me and I can feel the heat of her arousal pulsing between her thighs, I begin kissing my way down her stomach, pushing her legs open wide.

I slide down, lifting my head so I can look at her pretty pussy, open wide for me.

I look up into her green eyes which are watching me intently.

“Mine,” I growl before latching my mouth onto her clit. Fuck she tastes so good.

I lick her arousal, needing more of her delicious taste. I’m so engrossed in my own pleasure, that I don’t realize I’m bringing her to orgasm until she cries out and her body begins jerking against my mouth.

I pin her legs down and continue my onslaught, not ready to stop tasting her sweet, sweet taste.

“Oh goddess, Will!” she moans, gripping my hair and holding me against her pulsing pussy.

I take that as encouragement and continue licking and sucking her sweet arousal, bringing her up and over the threshold of pleasure multiple times, before I slide a finger inside her.

Oh fuck me! She is so tight. No wonder she looked nervous before.

I slowly begin moving my finger in and out of her, getting her used to the feeling, then I slide a second finger inside, realizing that she’s so tight that just two fingers are stretching her.

When I hook my fingers against her sweet spot and she comes again, her muscles contract so hard that I can barely move my hand. I push through the strength of her inner muscles, forcing her to ride out her orgasm while I continue sucking on her clit. Her body contracts around me so hard, I moan knowing I'm going to explode when she comes on my cock.

While I’m not ready to stop tasting this decadent taste of hers, I am ready to make her mine.

I slowly bring her down, letting her body relax before I pull off her pussy and look up at the dazed, overwhelmed look on her face.

I kiss her inner thigh and then kiss my way up her body. When I get to her lips, I slide my tongue into her mouth, letting her taste herself. She wraps her body around me, holding me to her as she matches my passion with her own.

Panting, I pull away as I line myself at her entrance.

“Are you ready to be mine forever?” I growl.

“Yes. Make me yours, Will.”