I froze.
Mouth open.
Heart f*****g imploding.
Is this b***h crazy?
Yes.
Yes she f*****g is.
She pulled away with a laugh, mascara smudged, mouth red and swollen and soaked, and then turned to me with fire in her eyes.
“Let’s go upstairs,” she said.
Oh no.
Oh f**k no.
“I want both of you to f**k me.”
My heart stopped.
Time stopped.
Did she just say that?
She said that.
I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.
I was gripping the cup so hard it was bending under my fingers.
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“Tasha!”
I shrieked, but she was already dragging the guys toward the stairs, laughing like the world was a joke and she was the punchline.
“Tasha, are you insane? Don’t you f*****g leave me here!”
She didn’t even look back.
One of the guys was already sucking her neck. The other had a hand under her dress. She moaned. Moaned.
The stairs swallowed her.
I stood there.
Frozen.
Alone.
Shaking.
“b***h!”
I screamed.
But she was gone.
And I was in the middle of a party where I didn’t know anyone.
Where everyone had already smelled me.
Where every Alpha in the room knew what I was.
And now I was alone.
A wet, trembling, unmated Omega in a house where f*****g in public was normal and shifting mid-s*x was foreplay.
My mouth was dry.
My hands were shaking.
I turned in a slow circle.
Everywhere I looked, someone was grinding, moaning, touching.
A girl on the balcony was bent over the rail, taking it from behind while she howled. A couple danced so close
I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. And someone..someone I didn’t even know…walked past me, sniffed, and gave me a look that made my whole body clench.
I had to get out.
I needed air.
I needed….
I needed air. I needed space. I needed to stop shaking long enough to think.
But f**k.
I bumped into someone.
Who Is This Stranger?
And when I say someone, I mean a wall of heat and muscle.
My body smacked right into him, chest to chest, like I had summoned him without meaning to.
I backed up just enough to look up and then I f*****g froze.
He was taller than Damon. And honestly he wasn’t just tall.
He was massive
Not bulky in that gym rat way, but dangerous.
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The Stranger’s Claim
**Lyra**
I needed air. I needed space. I needed to stop shaking long enough to think.
But f**k
I bumped into someone
And when I say someone, I mean a wall of heat and muscle
My body smacked right into him, chest to chest, like I had summoned him without meaning to.
I backed up just enough to look up and then I f*****g froze
He was taller than Damon. And honestly he wasn’t just tall
He was massive
Not bulky in that gym rat way, but dangerous
Shoulders wide enough to block the goddamn hallway. Arms veined and strong, biceps straining the sleeves of his black tee like he’d rip through it if he so much as clenched.
But it wasn’t just the muscles that had me shaking.
Oh folks my eyes went down and then I saw it
His c**k
My f*****g God
It was there
Hard
Thick
Heavy
And so f*****g visible it made my breath catch
He was wearing black jeans
But they didn’t hide s**t
That monster was straining against the denim, outlined in full detail like it wanted me to know
Long
Wide
Curved slightly to the left
The ridge of the head was pushing against the zipper like it wanted out and my brain short-circuited trying to imagine what it would look like bare
What it would feel like slamming into me.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.