Chapter 3

~Adrian~

The whole class went by a little too quickly. I could see the way Stefan struggled to fit in. The death stare the class gave him was more than enough to keep him quiet. I had made sure of it.

Last night, I sent a message on the school group chat, telling everyone not to give him comfort. It worked better than I expected.

When the bell rang for lunch, everyone rushed out of the room. Soon the room was almost empty, except for Cassandra. She kept her eyes on me all the way.

She was the daughter of the alpha of the Moon Crescent pack. She didn’t rush like the others. Instead, she walked over to my table with a slow sway of her hips and dropped into the seat across from me.

Her shirt wasn’t buttoned right. I could see her cleavage from where I sat. It was on purpose. Everything Cassandra did was on purpose.I leaned back in my chair, not surprised. I knew exactly what she wanted.

We had hooked up once last semester. Just one night, in the back seat of my car. It was enough to make her think she had some kind of claim on me.

Her eyes searched mine, waiting for a reaction. I didn’t give her one.“So,” she said, resting her elbows on the table. “I heard about your dad.”I stayed quiet.

“Why did he remarry so fast? I mean, after your mother…” She trailed off, waiting for me to fill the silence.

I didn’t care what the old alpha did. He could marry whoever he wanted. He could burn the whole pack to the ground for all I cared. None of it would bring my mother back.“I don’t care,” I said flatly.

Her face softened in a way she thought looked sweet. “I’m sorry about your mother,” she said, reaching across the table like she was going to touch my hand. I pulled mine back.“I don’t need your pity,” I told her.She smirked like she found that attractive.

“It’s not a pity, Adrian. I just… get it. Losing someone like that.”

“You don’t get it,” I said.

She tilted her head. “You’re right. But I could help you forget for a while.”Her voice was low, suggestive. I could smell the faint trace of her perfume. She smelled so sweet, like she wanted to pull me into the trap she was setting.

I gave her a small smile, but not the kind she wanted. “Last time was a mistake, Cassandra.”

Her face flickered with something,annoyance, maybe even hurt. She didn’t like being turned down,especially not by me.

“You didn’t seem to think it was a mistake then,” she said.

“People change their minds.”

She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “You’ll change yours again.”

The smell of her arousal filled the air, making my wolf senses tingle with anticipation. It had been a long time since we'd had a moment alone together, just the two of us.

Cassandra turned to me, her eyes glinting with mischief and desire. "Adrian," she purred, "I've been thinking about you all day. About this." She grabbed my crotch, giving it a firm squeeze.I growled, low in my throat, as my cock sprang to attention.

"Fuck, Cassie," I groaned, "You can't just do that and expect me to control myself."

She smirked, pressing her body against mine. "Who said anything about control?"

Her hand snaked under my shirt, nails trailing down my chest. "I want you, Adrian. I want to feel you inside me, stretching me, filling me up until I scream your name.

"I captured her lips in a bruising kiss, biting at her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. The coppery taste only served to heighten my arousal. My hands roamed her body, grabbing at her ass, her tits, anything I could get my hands on.

Cassandra moaned into my mouth, grinding her hips against mine. I could feel the heat of her through her clothes, and it made me throb with need.

"Fuck me, Adrian," she whimpered, "I need you so badly."In one swift motion, I lifted her onto the desk, knocking books and papers to the floor. I tore at her clothes, buttons popping off and flying across the room.

She did the same to me, until we were both naked, skin against skin. I took a moment to admire her body,the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, the wet folds of her pussy. "You're fucking perfect," I breathed, before diving between her legs.

Cassandra cried out as I licked at her clit, teasing and flicking the sensitive flesh. My fingers delved into her wet heat, curling and stroking until she was writhing beneath me. "Adrian, please," she begged, "I need your cock."I couldn't refuse her.

Not when she looked at me like that, her eyes dark with lust and desperation. I positioned myself at her entrance, rubbing the head of my cock through her wet folds.

Then, with one hard thrust, I was inside her, stretching her around my thick length."Fuck!" Cassandra screamed, her nails digging into my back. I set a brutal pace, pounding into her over and over again. The desk shook with the force of my thrusts, but neither of us cared.

All that mattered was the pleasure building between us.

I could feel my orgasm approaching, a tight coil in my gut ready to snap at any moment. I wanted to make her come first, to feel her clench around me as she fell apart.

I reached between us, rubbing her clit in time with my thrusts.

"Come on, Cassie," I growled, "Let go. I want to feel you come all over my cock."

Her walls fluttered around me, and then she was coming undone, screaming my name almost loud enough for the whole school to hear but I covered her mouth with my hand just in time.

The sound of her pleasure was enough to push me over the edge, and I followed her, filling her with my seed. We collapsed together on the desk, chests heaving and skin slick with sweat.

For a moment, all was silent except for our ragged breathing. “Want another round?” I asked with a smirk.

She bit down her lower lip and nodded.

She quickly positioned herself for me to enter. With one hard thrust,I dug myself deep inside her. Then, my eyes met Stefan on the doorway.

Shit.