Chapter 2: Consumed

“What the hell!” he gasped, voice thick with shock. In a blur he wrenched the blanket upward to cover himself and frantically tucked my panties out of sight as if burying a secret he could no longer hide.

Now that he had seen me, there was no point in lingering in the shadows. My heart hammered wild and fast and I stepped boldly from behind the door to meet his gaze head on. I nearly smiled because his face burned a deep fiery crimson and every inch of him flushed with shame.

“The fuck are you doing here!” he snapped though his rage was undone by the heat rising in his cheeks. “This is your house but you are barging straight into my room!”

My voice trembled but I held my ground and every word was sharp and unflinching. “W-What were you doing? Were you masturbating with my panties?”

“What are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean—”

“Liar!” I cut him off and my tone was soft yet piercing. 

“Those were my panties you were clutching and rubbing against yourself this whole time. And I watched every single second of it.”

I stepped closer, slow and deliberate and let my gaze linger with wicked intent. “Tell me do you want me? Do you ache for me?”

I almost laughed as he stumbled back retreating as if my very presence set him ablaze while clutching the blanket tight like a shield against his own hunger.

“What nonsense is this?” he bit out refusing to meet my eyes. “You are my best friend’s sister. Why would I ever look at you that way?”

I reached out to brush his cheek but he roughly swatted my hand away as if my touch burned him to the core. It stung deep and sharp but I refused to pull back. This was my chance. I had caught him red handed lost in pleasure with something that belonged only to me. It proved he craved me and I would not let this moment slip away.

Before I could hesitate I reached up boldly pulled his face down to mine and pressed my lips to his. For a heartbeat he froze stunned but then he kissed me back with a ferocity that stole my breath and yanked me hard against him until every curve of my body molded perfectly to his.

We were lost instantly in a wild hungry kiss while our tongues tangled in a desperate aching dance. His hands roamed every inch of me leaving trails of electric fire wherever they touched and I could not help but moan at how good his hands felt on my skin.

He cupped my breast like it belonged only to him then slid his fingers between my legs to stroke my soaked pussy. I had been dripping wet ever since I first watched him pleasure himself and he knew it.

We cared nothing for the world around us. Nothing mattered now but the raw desperate need burning through both our bodies.

No man had ever touched me this way before and I had never let anyone do this to me. It was only him. I never imagined it could feel this fucking good so intense it nearly drove me out of my mind.

“Ah… Ah… It feels so good Sebastian. Fuck, please don’t stop! Just keep going. Shit! It’s amazing. Just like that,” I moaned loud and shamelessly completely lost to desire.

He kissed and sucked hard on both my breasts until I was trembling then buried his face between my legs to feast on my pussy until I could do nothing but scream his name over and over. The pleasure was overwhelming.

When he pushed his thick throbbing cock deep inside me I gasped at the sharp stinging stretch. He froze instantly and locked his eyes on mine.

“Y‑You’re a virgin?” His voice held a tone I could not miss cold disappointment and even anger.

“Does it matter? Please keep going,” I begged him.

In truth it mattered more than anything. Giving my innocence to him was everything to me. But why did he look so displeased? Shouldn’t he be glad he was the first?

I expected him to be gentle knowing this. Instead he shocked me by turning rough and relentless. He shoved his hard dick deeper without hesitation and began fucking me fast and hard with no tenderness at all. 

At first it hurt and felt uncomfortable but as he drove into me faster and deeper my body adjusted. Soon the pain melted into a burning sweet pleasure and I was moaning wildly beneath him again.

He fucked me like a starving man taking me so hard I could barely breathe. I surrendered completely and loved every second of it because I wanted him and craved him more than anything. He drove into me without mercy whispering filthy words into my ear over and over telling me how tight and perfect my pussy felt wrapped around his cock.

I admit this was nothing like the soft romantic first time I had dreamed of. I had imagined sweet promises and gentle words not this rough passion and dirty talk that stung a little deep inside.

He kept going harder and faster until we both came undone breathless and spent. Exhausted I drifted off to sleep without realizing it and when I woke up, morning had already come. 

For a moment I thought it might all have been a dream but the marks he left on my skin and the lingering soreness between my legs proved it was real. He had truly claimed me again and again all through the night.

I went downstairs to look for him and casually asked my brother Michael where he was. My heart dropped when Michael told me Sebastian had left before dawn to return and finish his training. Alpha Edward had found out he had left his post and was furious ordering him back immediately.

I tried texting and reaching out to him many times after a few days, but I never received a single reply. Sadly, that was the last time I ever saw him that year, yet the memory of that night remained unforgettable to me. 

I wanted to feel hurt and resentful, but I knew I had no right to. He simply vanished, and just like that, I never heard from him again.