Chapter 3

LIAM 

I take my face closer to his cock, first sniffing. 

He jerks up. I ignore it. My lips are about to swallow the tip of his cock when his hand crashes over my cheek, pushing my face away. 

He jumps off the bed. “What are you doing? Trying to seduce me? You, pervert!” He shouts. 

I rise, head low, and regret striking in. “I thought you said anyway? I even told you a non-clinical way is the remedy at the moment.”

His lips run without words. Searching for words. Stuck on what to do before he picks it up. “And that's the only non-clinical way?” He stammers, looking off. 

He bends over, grabbing his trousers and pulling it on, all without sparing a look. My expression shifts between amusement and shock. 

I wonder if he feels a thing. If he's or closeted? 

He flashes his fist over my face next. “I've got to report you to my dad. I never knew this is what….you do…. to patients.” 

He scurries off. 

The room blurs, his words click like a hammer. 

If he reports to his father or the medical council, I'll lose my license. From a poor family, to suffering for years and finally achieving my dream? Only for it to end like this? 

Where will I start from? 

“Please……” I attempt to beg but he's already gone through the door. I sink to the nearby chair, burying my face in my palms. 

“Oh goddess!” I grunt. “What do I do now?” Tears moisten my eyes. “Why did you give me a gay wolf?” I scream but it is cut short. 

The door which had slammed hard against me opens again. Kai’s face peeks in. I rise sharply.

“What's it again?” I scold within. 

His pupils dilate. “I forgot my panties.” His eyes drops on the floor beside me. I trail meeting his wetspot blank panties. 

I blink with calculative thoughts. “Not gay, why is his panties wetspot?” 

“Throw it quickly!” 

Even touching it, I feel numb. 

“Throw it now!” 

I bend hesitantly, picking it slightly, flinging it over. His threat echoes again, overwhelming me with guilt. Anger spills.

It's my wolf. I sense he's closeted. Why should he be so extreme to me when he must be feeling the same thing, at the cost of my career? 

“Don't think I've forgotten what I said. Fling it to me!” Kai snarls. 

He shuts the door the second time. I pray he will come again, tell me he's kidding, that he won't report me to anyone but he doesn't. 

Minutes evolve into hours. I treat my patients with an absent mind struggling to focus. 

Barely time for my shift to end and I'm thinking of where to cool off my frustration while waiting for the outcome of his threat. 

I've got no partner, otherwise it would be sex. A raw, brutal sex. Neither do I do escort. I prefer sex with someone I love. 

I sigh, shaking my head. 

EMERALDS comes to mind. The new five-star hotel I've been craving from another city. Now a new branch is here in Boston Pack. First three days customers get a seventy-three percent discount lest I'd be using my entire month's salary for a night here. 

Now, I can just pay approximately nine hundred dollars and experience the best VVIP bliss exclusive to elites. 

No mate. No fling. Just me alone. 

At least eating, relaxing and sleeping under perfect luxury will help me face what's ahead. 

Room 38. 

Food, pre-ordered. Seafood garnished rice, steak, limited edition of wine. The ethereal luxury decor and golden scenery outside. 

I'm ready to risk it all. 

I've just emptied my food and taken a bath, relaxing on the soft, fluffy coach with my walk-in pyjamas when I hear a knock on the door. 

“Room service comes to mind. They have come to pick the left overs.” I reason. 

“The door's not locked. Come in.” I reply.

I barely look even as it opens. A familiar scent hits my nose, sending my wolf on high alert. 

Mistaken. 

I flash a quick look across. 

Kia Anderson. 

I jump up, face tight. “What are you doing here?” 

“Urgh? You again?” He gasps. 

“What do you mean?” I snap. “You walked in here on me.” 

His lips curl into a witty smile. I sigh, dropping to the couch. I'd thought I could at least enjoy one night in peace but here he's back again. 

“You stalk me here…. to threaten me again?” I bark. 

He looks less bothered, walking it majestically, scanning the interiors. 

“You can't fool me,” he airs. 

“Doctor in the day. Escort at night. Not just any kind of escort but a VVIP one? This place doesn't belong to people like you.” 

Homophobia rings in the air. 

My heart boils. “Heyy, I wouldn't watch you stand there and insult me because I'm gay.  If it's because of what happened…..” I gulp, feeling stupid.  “I'm sorry, I thought you meant it when you said Anyway.” 

He watches me, speechless. 

“Came here for business, anyway. My money can't go for a waste.”

My body tenses as I stare at him, emotions flickering within me. I don't have a clue. “What do you mean? If it's your treatment, this isn't the hospital. I'm having a private time here.” 

He doesn't stop coming, instead I hear a silky voice next, “Well, this coincidence can serve as an apology.” 

I stumble back, dropping to the couch, feeling goosebumps. 

Kai’s eyes grow dull with remorse. 

Fake! 

I can't buy that. “If you want to apologize, then this isn't the proper way!” I growl hoping to scare him but it doesn't work either. 

I zoom out for a second only to see him cradling over my hips next. 

I'm about to push him off but he pins me down with his Alpha energy. Personally, I'm of an Alpha lineage and older in age, but he's stronger. Forcing me to stay still. 

“You're Dark Knight, right?” He stamps his phone screen before my face, revealing the matchmaking page of him and Dark Knight. On Sexus App. The erotic matchmaking app. 

“Not the one!” I shake my head. “I don't do escorts. I'm pretty sure you've knocked on the wrong door.”

“Not you, what are you doing here?” He asks, aghast. “Isn't his Room 01?” 

I remember checking in Room 10. I'm about to dismiss him again when he points to the door plate. 

“Room 01?” I slide out my room card from the bedside drawer. 10 is boldly portrayed. “See!” I point it out. 

His face falls. “Please get up!” I throw my head back in delight. Doing back to him what he did to me. 

“But…..” He lingers. 

“I'm not Dark Knight. I don't offer escort services. Now please excuse me. I'll be having some rest now.” 

His threat forces me into doing this. Who knows if he's sourcing for another evidence and will claim I raped him. 

“So rude!” He hisses. “You won't even consider asking why I'm here in the first place.” 

“Your personal life is none of my business. Our only business ends in the…..” 

A call on his phone disrupts the moment.

Dark Knight flashes across the screen. I lip-point him to it. He pauses, stares into the screen, before picking. Moment of truth.

“Hello?” 

“Hello babe, your man is here waiting for you. My cock is hardened for you. Are you letting your thirty thousand dollars go to waste?”

Vibrations rocks. “Did I just hear that well? Thirty thousand dollars? Approx a year's salary? Just for a night?” 

He notices it. The widened eyes. Jaw dropped. 

“Please get off, you're late already. You're in the wrong place.” I begin to chase him out. 

“The door number must have spinned round.” 

“No! How dare you kick me out?” He snarls. “I'm your Alpha.” 

“Not in my room!” I mutter. 

“A doctor should stay far away from his patients for his own good.” I whisper, cold and indifferent. 

“But I don't want to go to him. I'm regretting it.” 

“You can tell him that. Just protecting my career.” My pitch runs low. Because of this, I'm not pitying him. 

“Nothing is helping, not even p**n. Straight, gay…..” He groans.

I flash a quick grin. So, he's even watching gay p**n?

“And you came to test your tool with a man to see?” 

“Yes. Only for once.” He pleads. 

“That's good but not with me.” I say jealously, still pushing at him. 

His eyes refuse to leave mine but I wouldn't look at him. I've got only one mission. Chase him out. To protect my career. 

Finally, I manage to get him out. 

“Goodluck, Alpha.” I utter before shutting the door totally and locking it. A few desperate knocks follow, getting no response from me.

Not up to a minute after he leaves, I strip, pressing my back against the sofa, phone dropped to the glass table, hands over my cock and nipple. Eyes closed. Lips parts in faint moans. My wolf awakens, growling faintly within. 

“You should have let him.” 

“Call him!” 

“Please!!!” My wolf disturbs. 

Pain seethes through the muscles of my cock, followed by the knowledge he's not gone far, the suggestion that I could call him now on his phone and he comes here but I fight the thoughts. Without control, I'll lose it all. 

I continue gagging hard with my palms. The memory of him wanting me desperately, strangely engulfing me. Him, stripping, cradling me and spreading the walls of his ass, sticking my thing into his hole from the posture he sat. 

“Fuckkkkk!” 

My pace doubles. I'm no longer me. Going nuts. 

His naughty eyes looking directly at me while inside of him, his legs striding tightly and his waist dancing over my cock.

It's coming! 

His name burns hot against my throat. “Kai! Kaii!!” 

“Yayyyyyyyyy–” I hear his response. “Fuck me harder.” His last words come with evidence. His hardening cock. I smile, it looks so real. He's so excited. 

It blends with this indescribable bliss. 

It shoots deep, next, across the room at an unimaginable speed. My body loses energy. I collapse, my hands frail. 

“I really want to try this with him.” I grumble beneath my breath, panting to sleep. 

Just tonight. Tomorrow…..I might be back to face reality.

I can't tell what will happen to me.