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He started, "I've never lost this much control for any girl before." "Well, in two years, I will graduate," I said, "I will give you a call then and we can have another night of some hot wild sex." His laugh was contagious, "Hot wild sex, you say." I shook my head, unable to hide my smile, "You guys really love it when we boost your sex skills, don't you?" He nodded, "Yeah, it's the Y-chromosome," He said, "It probably has some weird mutation that makes us who we are."

he finishes. "Thank you," I reply. "Is the bastard treating you well?" Smokey questions. I stay calm and he pulls me towards him, his face pushing towards mine. "Is Don Sorvino hurting you in any way?" he asks, biting out every word, his eyes searching my face. Hurt me? Fuck no! But the sex? That's fucking great. But I can't tell my best friends I am having sex with Mr. Sin, that's not cool.

Nadhea was forced into the dressing room followed by Adam Smith. Then turning the door knob changed the key perfectly and the curtain closed making Nadhea lose balance. The limited space entered by two people makes heavy breathing look steaming everywhere. "You forgot to put on your last shirt. Show it to me without anyone else seeing it," said Adam Smith overwhelmed by lust and special lightning eyes suitable to subdue someone. But the other thing if dealing with other alphas is to anticipate that this sudden action will harm one's self-esteem.

“This is the only place that hides your scent. The wine and alcohol are great for hiding an alpha preparing to enter his rut.” Adam's face filled with disbelief. I thought to myself, that explains the madness. Adam's embarrassment grew as Damien kept talking. “No worries. Your scent is not that strong. I'm guessing something triggered it since it's barely noticeable.” Adam and I stared at each other without meaning to. Adam's face went red and he spoke in a low tone. “I was sure I wasn't close to it yet. I have a week more.” Damien started chuckling. I covered his mouth fast. He stopped. I released his lips. Damien talked again. “I was kidding. I didn't expect you'll fall for that. Except…”

SKYLAR POV Jesus Christ, don't let that guy get away Sam said while making an omelet. I smiled at her face, I missed her even though we'd only seen each other for a day. He's rich, he's handsome, he's a good fuck, and on top of that, he's obsessed with you. Forget about me, go with him and we'll see each other on your vacation day. She started laughing with the spatula in her hand. Vacation day, I'm laughing my ass off.

I stopped, turning to look at him, my expression skeptical. "If you're saying that to comfort me, it's not working," I snapped, my voice sharp. He laughed, taking my hand in his, his touch warm and comforting. "I wasn't talking about your appearance," Curtis said, a genuine smile gracing his lips. Don't smile; it was too effective. "I'm an ordinary beta, not an Alpha. I don't care about appearances," he continued, his words sincere and heartfelt. I remembered that betas were often more drawn to pheromone scents than physical appearance.

Sam said "I just dont understand why over a guy out of all things" I said while taking a seat on the couch "It wasn't over a guy it was because she called me a slut and I felt that was disrespectful so I popped off" Te said "Girl don't even you asked me if I thought it was slutty to have sex with a guy you've known for a month and I said yes that was my opinion if you didn't like it don't ask for it" "But Sam calling her a slut is too far this whole beef is dumb and childish"

Damn. He runs his finger through his messy hair and passed me a warm smile. Double damn. He sits next to me and softly took the cigarette from my hand and crushed it on the table. “It’s not good for your health.” Uh huh. “You’re not good for my health.” I winked. “I can be good for your hormones.” He gave me side grin. Oh my- He’s so cheesy and sexy and…Uh…He’s just my Atlas. My Atlas? I smiled inwardly, not being able to hide the blush creeping up to my neck.

Uh-huh! He moved away from me dancing, the white curvaceous girl in hot seat kept signaling me to follow him, I grimaced at her, pulled out another stick of cigarette; put it on my lips, and lit up. Hey guys! Did you know that, semen acts as anti-depressants; that it makes a woman happy?

Sam replied. "You ever had a threesome?" Smokey asked. "No." Sam answered. "Ever thought about having one?" Smokey asked. "No." Sam replied. "And I won't share you with another woman. I don't share, that's a hard limit for me." "No, I didn't mean that. I was thinking more of me, you, and him. But there are rules. He can only use his hands and mouth." Smokey explained. "I don't think that's a good idea." Sam cautioned.