Bella's pov

I muttered against his lips, sounding breathier than I wished, "I'm not some fragile egg, you know." "You don't need to be so kind. I'm not easily broken.

A slow smile pinched at the corner of the stranger's mouth as he withdrew just enough for me to see his eyes darken with astonishment and something hotter. 

He continued to cup my neck, tenderly stroking my scar with his thumb as if it were something lovely rather than unattractive.

"Are you certain about that?" he said in a gruff, low voice. "Most ladies want caution."

I laughed shakily, the kind of laugh that sounded like defiance.

"I'm not like most women. I also don't want to be cautious right now. I'd like to forget.

He looked at me for a moment as if he could read every fissure in my soul before giving me a single nod. With greater intent, his fingers moved down my sides and removed the remainder of my garment. 

His hands were warm as they examined my physique, despite the cool air hitting my flesh. Even though I had warned him not to, he took his time kissing my collarbone and then lower.

His tongue closed over my nipple, causing my body to arch, and I let out a short gasp as heat quickly and forcefully built up in my gut. 

For the first time in what seemed like forever, my feeble wolf stirred with alertness and curiosity, drawing me nearer to him.She seemed to whisper, "Who is he?" "He has a strong scent." similar to safety.

I disregarded her. For four years, I had believed a falsehood about safety.

I ran my fingers through his thick hair and murmured, "Harder." "Don't make fun of me like that."

I felt sparks fly through me as he laughed against my flesh. 

"Are you not a bossy little thing?" 

He whispered, but he paid attention as his teeth first lightly touched me before applying more force. 

I groaned so loudly that I was afraid someone outside could hear. 

He slipped his hand between my legs, caressing me through the flimsy material of my underwear until I was drenched.

He slipped two fingers inside me and whispered, "Gods, you're wet already." I gripped around them, shamelessly swaying my hips.

"More," I insisted. "Don't treat me like I'll break," I said.

He added a third finger, perfectly curling them, and I felt such intense pleasure that my eyesight became blurry. 

For the first time, I arrived in that manner—quickly and without warning, screaming as my body trembled. However, he continued. He simply persisted in guiding me through it while mumbling things in my ear that I was unable to understand.

Breathing heavily, I shoved at his shoulders as the waves subsided. 

"Within me." Right now. Put an end to your games.

My eyes grew wide as he stood up long enough to take off his shirt and slacks. 

He was large, thick, and firm, and the sight of him made my feeble wolf cry out in desire. 

The tug I had was inexplicable; it wasn't just lust. I felt a deeper pull as though my body was already familiar with him.

The tip of his cock nudged my entrance as he climbed back over me on the bed, spreading my legs wide.

"This is your final opportunity to change your mind," he stated in a tight voice.

I pulled him forward by grabbing his hips. 

"Fuck me and shut up."

I gasped at the stretch and fullness as he thrust in with a single, fluid stroke. He moaned, his forehead against mine, and it hurt for a split second before turning into perfect ecstasy.

He growled, "Fuck, you feel nice."

I encircled him with my legs. 

Then, it was harder. and more quickly. Don't hesitate.

At first, he moved steadily and deeply, but I wanted more. I needed a genuine emotion that would overpower Ronan's expression.

With my fingernails pressing into his back, I pushed, "Faster." Don't treat me like an egg, please. I'm able to handle it.

The bed groaned beneath us as he accelerated, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through my body with every thrust.

The second time, I arrived swiftly, my pussy walls tightening around him to the point where he muttered curses. He wasn't giving me everything, though. His moves were deliberate, as if he was afraid I would break.

I snarled with annoyance. 

"Damn it, make it harder! Give up being so cautious!

With his dick buried deep inside me, he abruptly stopped moving. His dark, piercing gaze met mine.

"I won't give it to you if you're searching for a hate fuck," he replied softly and with labored breathing. Not in this manner. Let me finish this the way I want to or we'll stop now.

I was startled out of my anger by his remarks, and my stomach was twisted by guilt. He was staring at me as though I was more than that as I was using him to exact revenge on Ronan.

I felt my face heat up and bit my lip. 

"I... OK. I apologize.

I made myself unwind, allowing my body to soften beneath him. Rather than clawing, I put my arms around his neck. 

"Your way," I muttered. "Show me."

Then he gave me a slow, deep kiss that seemed like he was pouring something into me. When he moved again, it was different. Each stroke struck precisely where I wanted it, making it forceful but not harsh. 

His hands moved over my body, his lips returning to my scar and his thumbs caressing my nipples.

He whispered, "You're gorgeous." "Even with the wounds. particularly with them.

My eyes welled with tears. That was something no one had ever stated. This guy kissed my neck as if it were a medal, while Ronan had turned away from it as if it revolted him.

Once more, pleasure grew greater but more slowly. He didn't stop when I came the third time, trembling and letting out a long moan. 

With his hands guiding my hips, he flipped us so that I was on top.

He said, "Ride me." "Take what you require."

Yes, I did. I grinded down on him while rolling my hips. This was how deeply he felt. 

He sat up and sucked on my breasts as I moved, causing me to yell out as my fourth orgasm struck.

I was a complete wreck by the fifth, shivering, sweaty, and pleading in weak murmurs. 

"Please, don't stop."

He always struck the right spot when he thrust up to greet me, but on the sixth occasion, it was different. 

I squirted around him, drenching the sheet and his tummy as my entire body clenched up and then suddenly released.

I was startled by the feeling. I had never done that before.

He moaned, sounding devastated, "Fuck." That's all. Give up.

My weak inner wolf howled in my thoughts, excited and possessive in a way I didn't understand, as he reversed us once more and pounded into me with controlled power.She seemed to say, "Damn." "He feels correct."

When he finally let go, I came one last time, letting out a low growl that sounded almost wolf-like from deep within me. Our bodies were wet with perspiration as we fell together, gasping.

We slept side by side for a long time without saying anything, simply breathing heavily and hearing our heartbeats slow. 

It felt lovely, too nice, with his arm slung carelessly over my waist.

As the betrayal, the tears, and the incredible sex finally caught up, my eyes felt heavy with the day's tiredness. 

In the comfort of a stranger's bed, I unintentionally fell asleep.

***

With a start, I sat up so quickly that the room whirled. There were cold sheets in the vacant space next to me. 

He has vanished.

"What on earth did I just do?" I rubbed my face and murmured. 

Every muscle in my body recalled what had happened, and it hurt in both the best and worst ways. I silently chastised myself.Throwing yourself at the first male you come across? Bella, really? You are no longer superior than Ronan.

However, my conscience retaliated.Ronan's four years of lying, cheating on you with your sister, and treating you like garbage drove you to this point. This wasn't initiated by you.

Even so, my cheeks burned with humiliation. 

I had just had the most amazing sex of my life with a complete stranger whose name I didn't even know! 

Ronan had never made me feel that way. He had never made me cum correctly, much less six times while squirting. He was usually quick, self-centered, and left me feeling empty.

This outsider? Even my scar didn't turn him off; instead, he made me feel recognized and wanted.

I winced at the pain between my legs, shook my head, and hastily put on my clothes. 

Despite everything, a tiny, weary smile appeared on my face. 

I laughed bitterly and said to myself, "At least it was memorable."

In the hopes that no one would notice me or smell the sex on my skin, I sneaked out of the room. The nostrils of werewolves were keen.

I kept my head down as I made my way to my temporary rooms through the council building's quiet hallways.

Moonlight streamed through windows, and the night air felt colder. My wolf continued to hum, satisfied but vigilant.

A shiver went down my spine when I passed a shadowed nook close to my door. There was an observer.

With my heart racing, I paused and firmly declared, "I know you're there," without looking back. Come out and confront me.