ANMELDENVictoria's POV My thoughts were scattered as my body was already too far gone to resist. I obeyed without thinking, my voice breaking as I called his name again. And again. Each time it left my lips, his movements grew stronger, more driven, as if the sound fueled him and the pleasure just kept building until it swallowed everything else.Every bit of resistance I had clung to dissolved completely, leaving nothing behind but need. Raw, undeniable need. I gave in to it, to the sensation, to him, to something I had never experienced before. The pull of the bond was too strong to fight. Trying to resist only made it hurt more, far more than anything I had endured before.Carlisle didn’t stop until it hit him again.“F–fuck, I’m cumming,” he growled, his voice rough as his body tensed, sweat dripping onto my skin.I was already teetering on the edge, and the wave that followed dragged me under completely. Everything blurred together after that. I lost track of how many times I had reach
Victoria’s POVI felt like I was losing my mind in the middle of Carlisle’s constant shifts between warmth and cold distance. One moment he was distant and unreadable, and the next he was right here, overwhelming me completely. My heart struggled to keep up with him, with the way he pulled me in only to confuse me again. My thoughts were no better. They tangled over themselves as I tried to understand what he really wanted from me, and every attempt only made things more complicated.And yet, despite everything, this was the first time since he came back that he truly saw me. Really saw me. He stayed this time. He touched me without anger behind it, without that sharp edge I had grown used to. There was something else in it now. Something deeper. Something that felt raw and consuming in a way I didn’t know how to name.I didn’t know what to do with that.Still, a part of me, no matter how hard I tried to ignore it, wanted to believe this moment meant something. That it was real. That
Carlisle’s POV I didn’t stop. I kept thrusting into her from behind. Into Tori. Relentless and commanding, never changing our position. One hand wrapped firmly around her neck, tilting her chin upward so she was forced to stare at the ceiling, while the other cupped her breast. My fingers digging into her soft skin, leaving behind possessive marks that bloomed like bruised petals across her flesh. My movements were rough, almost punishing, every snap of my hips fueled by frustration, need, and something deeper. Something raw and wordless. Her cries of pleasure echoed through the room, hoarse and breathless, but I no longer begged her to stay. I let my body speak instead, each thrust an unspoken vow, a claim. My ragged breaths burned against her shoulder, my chest pressed against her back as I drove into her with such fervor she felt like she was splintering apart under the pleasure. Her legs trembled, her body barely able to keep up with the force of my rhythm. My mouth roam
Tori’s POV But instead of granting me release, Alpha Carlisle suddenly withdrew his fingers, his touch vanishing just as I was on the brink. The loss of sensation sent a sharp wave of frustration through me, my body trembling with unfulfilled need. "Then say it... say you won't leave," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. My lips parted, but I stubbornly bit back a response. I pouted, refusing to give in, though the ache between my thighs was unbearable. My body betrayed me—my core twitching violently in protest, desperate for the pleasure he had so cruelly stolen away. Seeing my stubbornness, he softened his approach. "Sweetheart, just say you won't leave... and I promise, I'll make you feel even better. Hmm?" His tone turned coaxing, seductive, though even he seemed surprised by the tenderness in his voice. As he spoke, he began unbuttoning his shirt with deliberate slowness, his fingers grazing over his own heated skin. Then his hands moved to his belt, the sound of
Carlisle’s POV I didn’t stop. I kept thrusting into her from behind. Into Tori. Relentless and commanding, never changing our position. One hand wrapped firmly around her neck, tilting her chin upward so she was forced to stare at the ceiling, while the other cupped her breast. My fingers digging into her soft skin, leaving behind possessive marks that bloomed like bruised petals across her flesh. My movements were rough, almost punishing, every snap of my hips fueled by frustration, need, and something deeper. Something raw and wordless. Her cries of pleasure echoed through the room, hoarse and breathless, but I no longer begged her to stay. I let my body speak instead, each thrust an unspoken vow, a claim. My ragged breaths burned against her shoulder, my chest pressed against her back as I drove into her with such fervor she felt like she was splintering apart under the pleasure. Her legs trembled, her body barely able to keep up with the force of my rhythm. My mouth roamed ac
Tori’s POVBut instead of granting me release, Alpha Carlisle suddenly withdrew his fingers, his touch vanishing just as I was on the brink. The loss of sensation sent a sharp wave of frustration through me, my body trembling with unfulfilled need."Then say it... say you won't leave," he murmured, his voice low and commanding.My lips parted, but I stubbornly bit back a response. I pouted, refusing to give in, though the ache between my thighs was unbearable. My body betrayed me—my core twitching violently in protest, desperate for the pleasure he had so cruelly stolen away.Seeing my stubbornness, he softened his approach. "Sweetheart, just say you won't leave... and I promise, I'll make you feel even better. Hmm?" His tone turned coaxing, seductive, though even he seemed surprised by the tenderness in his voice.As he spoke, he began unbuttoning his shirt with deliberate slowness, his fingers grazing over his own heated skin. Then his hands moved to his belt, the sound of the buckl
Tori’s POVMy eyes filled with fresh tears at his cruel words. But despite the fear clawing at my chest, I held firm."Yes, Alpha Carlisle," I choked out, my voice shaking. "Your father saved my life from the vampires three years ago. He suffered a fatal injury because of it. And I promised him. I
Tori’s POV His careless words struck like a whip, igniting a fury I hadn't even realized I was holding back. I had convinced myself I had let go of the disrespect, the disdain, the suffocating weight of every slight and insult. But maybe I hadn't. Maybe I had only buried it deep, pressing it down







