ACE From the entrance, I smelt the ambush and knew nothing good could come of tonight. I rarely dropped by at my parents’ place, but whenever they summoned me, I knew they were up to no good. It was always with regards with their ‘perfectly’ planned out plot for how they expected my life to play out from start to finish. And tonight, it was about the engagement they’d forced me into. The reason I’d known ambush was lurking behind the doors was because I picked up Brooke’s scent, and now, I’d walked into the dining room to find her conversing heartily with my parents like the perfect daughter-in-law. I held back the urge to gag and puke when she smiled brightly upon seeing me, getting out of her seat and rushing towards me to throw her hands around me in a tight hug. Because my parents were watching closely and I had to keep up appearances, I hugged her back, my skin crawling at the affectionate gesture until we pulled away “I’ve missed you,” she cooed sweetly, kissing my cheek i
ACEI walked out of my father’s office with vengeance at the tip of my fingers. Brooke usually waited for me in my room after family dinners so I didn’t bother going to the dining room to find her when I knew where she’d be. As I walked into my room, she looked up from her phone, tucking it into her purse and getting to her feet. “Oh, there you are,” a smile smile touched her glossy red lips, “I was about to text you that I’m leaving soon, I’ve got a sh—”I didn’t let her finish before grabbing her and roughly pushing her against the wall. She was about the feel the brunt of the vengeance I’d walked in here with the intention of meting out. “Ace, wh—”I silenced her by spanking her ass through her dress, a yelp escaping her lips as my purse slipped from her grasp and dropped on the floor. That didn’t feel quite enough so I ripped her dress with one swift motion and her ass was bare since she didn’t bother wearing panties underneath like the common whore she was. I landed a harsher
APRILMy mom has been pestering me with calls for days. It seemed like her intention was to frustrate me into answering at some point, but I was more strong willed than she thought so that was never going to happen. I ignored the calls with an eye roll when I wasn’t using my phone, but when I was busy with it and they popped up, I hit the reject button without so much as a second thought. I couldn’t deal with her bullshit today or ever. Just an hour before I walked into a student council meeting, I received a text from her asking me to join her and her husband for a private dinner party and I nearly smashed my phone into the wall in anger upon reading it. That damned marriage of hers was the reason why our relationship was doomed and would never recover in a thousand lifetimes. I would rather die than acknowledge it by attending a dinner with both of them and pretending that we were one happy family. She didn’t care about anyone but herself and I knew she only wanted me there to
APRILI woke up feeling groggy, my head banging as I struggled to force my eyes open. When I looked around, confusion flooded me as I wondered where I was. The room was straight out of a Hollywood movie, filled to the brim with luxury furniture and golden artifact that I’d only seen on auction displays in movies. Why would someone who had the entire world and all the riches in it at their fingertips try to kidnap a struggling student like me? It didn’t take more than a minute of reflection and contemplation to figure out the answer to that. Of course it was my shitty mother. This was her way of forcing me to bend to her will after ignoring her calls for weeks. She could never take no for an answer and I hated her audacity to take whatever she wanted from a person when they refused to willingly give it to her. Now, I was beyond enraged.My temple even felt feverishly hot from my anger mixed with the banging headache I was still suffering from, all thanks to my mother’s goons that
APRILAll three pairs of eyes turned to me and I wished I could disappear into thin air. “April darling, you’ve finally graced us with your presence,” Alpha Davenport grinned, waving me over to the table with an excitement that made me gag inwardly. “Indeed, sir.”I was seconds away from yelling that I was forced into being here, literally, seeing as I was kidnapped by my own mother to make an appearance. But I knew she’d punish me in a twisted manner for exposing her as the heartless wench she was in front of her husband that saw her as the epitome of perfection. How could a man that was blind to his wife’s true colors lead the most powerful pack in existence? Struggling to maintain my composure, I forced a tight smile and made my way to the table, fully aware of how Xander was subtly drinking in my appearance like he was eager to devour me where I stood. The knowledge of how he’d indeed devoured me whole and sent me over the edge mercilessly with his friends slammed into me and
XANDERThe first thing I thought of when I saw April Lawson for the first time ever was how it'd feel to have her lips wrapped around my cock. She had a mouth that looked like it was made to be wrapped around a cock. Full, perky, red lips that I imagined making pop sounds around my dick with her on her knees and taking me in like a good little slut. I didn't care that she was my stepsister. She wasn't the first and I didn't think she'd be the last. For as long as I can remember, my dad has been changing wives like he was changing boxers. I knew he was going to divorce her mother soon. I just wanted to sleep with her daughter first. So imagine my surprise when the said daughter didn't move in with us and when she turned out to be a lousy human vying for the position of student president in my school. For a measly human, she was proud and annoying. Unlike the she-wolves I was accustomed to, she didn't get excited at the fact that I was interested in her. I've never had to chase a gi
XANDER“What… you can’t…”Her words died in her throat when I buried my face in her core. I lapped at her essence, my tongue swirling over the entire length of her cunt.Her back arched off the bed and a loud moan left her mouth. “Oh my God…” she barely breathed, “Xander… please.”“Yes,” I whispered against her heavenly taste, “your good for nothing stepbrother and school’s miscreant is eating you out.”I ate her out with reckless abandon, occasionally glancing up to see her looking at me with glazed and lust-filled eyes. Her body was trashing around with the wild sensations my tongue must be invoking in her. Yet, her hand was on my head, holding me in place as if she couldn't bear for me to move away. I used my fingers to hold her pussy lips apart to eat her better, to access her inner essence while she was practically dying and fading away from the intensity of the pleasure she was seeing.The almighty April Lawson, reduced to a moaning mess by my tongue. It was a sight I never th
APRILBrook Hamilton was the equivalent of an angel on earth.She was beloved by all. She wasn’t the typical popular mean girl. She was the most booked model in the country. She was at the frontline of thousands of charity projects that she moderated weekly. She was as beautiful inside as she was on the outside, and that said a lot because she was drop dead gorgeous. Frankly, she was the kind of girl every other girl wished they could swap bodies with. Personally, I admired her compassionate and pure aura more than anything else, it was what drew me into volunteering for the school’s charity outreaches. The first time I ever volunteered, it was her genuineness and kind approach to everything and everyone that inspired me to keep volunteering. The most recent charity outreaches had brought me back under her wing and I was pleased to watch her in action. The school was planning a number of volunteering programs for orphanages around the city and slum houses with needy families. As e
XANDERHow long would it take for me to bleed out and die if I stabbed myself in the eye? I wondered. For the next couple of minutes that followed, I felt like I was constantly thinking of all the fastest ways to end my life so I didn’t have to tolerate this mind numbingly boring conversation between my father and his unwanted guests. The worst part of it all was that I couldn’t simply zone out of the conversation because I was required to be present enough to answer whatever questions were thrown my way. It was either I engaged in the conversation as little as I could or I risked incurring my father’s wrath once they left the dinner table. And trust me, a boring conversation that made me want to take my life was much better than being on the receiving end of my supposedly calm father’s wrath. “You’re a business major, right? I’ve heard wonderful things about the business program in Enigma college, it’s by far the best in the country,” Luna Mendel was speaking to me and I was tryi
XANDER I nearly threw my monitor across the room as the pictures flooded in. My Private Investigator, Shane, was doing his job a little too well, uncovering things that left me wishing for death with how furious and jealous they made me. The last few days, he has only been able to send me pictures of April going about her normal activities, from being an insufferable nerd in the library, her silly volunteering gigs, and her stuck up student board meetings. After getting boring pictures for a couple of days, I assumed that her and Nick’s closeness was in the dumps after that little stunt of mine, but judging from the pictures now displayed on my system, they were back and closer than ever. The first one was of them in his car that was parked in a deserted street corner, kissing like they were each other’s better half. There’s something about it that seemed different and unsettling, and I hated it. The pictures that followed were of them holding hands and walking into his house lik
APRIL When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find myself in bed because I recalled us falling asleep on the living room couch. It was sweet of him to have carried me into the room so gently that he didn’t disturb my sleep. “Nick?” I called out softly as I yawned, only to look around and see that he wasn’t in bed but there was a surprise waiting for me where he should’ve been. In his place, there was a tray of delicious smelling breakfast on a tray. It was stacked with chocolate pancakes, sausages, scrambled eggs, strawberries, and a jug of coffee. I sat up in bed, my eyes watering up again at the sweet gesture. No one had ever been this intentional and kind to me, I wasn’t sure how to react to being treated with so much care and adoration. If he was any sweeter to me, I’d probably become diabetic at this point. “Hey, sweetheart, you're up,” Nick walked into the room with two mugs, smiling at me like I was the most pleasing sight in existence. “Thank you so much for
APRIL Everything still felt like a dream. From Nick’s confession, to how he’d reassured me, and then the way he’d swept me off my feet with that heart melting kiss we shared. All of it felt too good to be real, so much that I’d kept pinching myself secretly while we headed to his apartment, and since none of the punches made me jump from sleep, I had to accept that it was all real.When we finally arrived at his house, he suggested cooking me a meal and I insisted on helping. After refusing my help a few times, I kept badgering him until he finally gave in and accepted it. He had a recipe book that was his mom’s and he said that he’d memorized all the recipes since he was a teenager but he liked having it nearby while he cooked because it just made him feel closer to her. I found that heartwarming and adorable and it somehow made the process of cooking more enjoyable. We laughed heartily, fed each other tasting samples, talked about our food fails over the years and even danced to
APRIL I was completely floored by his confession. While I’d boldly pointed out that he didn’t like me, I wasn’t expecting him to counter it by confessing that he did. I’d just thought he would apologize for how he reacted when Xander threw the question at him and nothing more. From the way he’s been treating me of late, I guessed that he liked me better than his other friends, but I hadn’t expected him to confess to it this way. I felt so flustered by his words that I decided to wave it off as a joke instead of responding in an emotional way. “Of course you like every bit of me, I’m adorable,” I wiggled my brows and chuckled lightly, hoping to steer him off the topic that way. “That’s right. But I hope you know I’m serious as a heartbeat about my feelings for you. It’s way too stressful to remain in denial about them, especially when they seem to multiply by the day and you’re on my mind every second of the day,” he went into a more in-depth confession that completely swept me of
APRILI’ve never wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole as I did right now. It felt like the gods would jump down from the clouds and strike me dead if I dared to reject Brooke’s pleas to join her for lunch, because I was clearly the cause of her distress. But the guilt, shame and discomfort I felt from being around her was the worst kind of torture, that’s why I kept wishing for a quick end to my life whenever she was near. Brooke was such a sweetheart and I felt horrible that I was one of the major causes of her heart ache. If I could end what I had with Ace easily, I would’ve done so since the first night I saw her crying after their argument, but knowing him, he’d have my secrets circling the entire school the second I tried to back out of the contract and I couldn’t afford to have that happen. When she asked me if I knew anything about the volunteer she’d seen him leave with on that night, I nearly shriveled up on the spot with the shock that slammed into me. I kne
BROOKEMy life was worse than hell, all the seven circles combined couldn’t compare to how horrible it was. And Ace was the bastard repeatedly lighting the match. A perfect example was last night when he showed up to a family dinner reeking of sex. He clearly smelt like another female and there’s no one at the table who didn’t pick up on it. Everyone acted like they were ignoring it, but from the subtle disgusted glares my mother kept shooting my way when no one was looking, I knew she would rain hell on me once we got home. I’d thought Ace was sensible enough to act better around our families, but he clearly didn’t have a shred of respect for anyone on the face of the earth. He could’ve saved me so much trouble by simply cleaning up better before dinner, but he’d much rather be an insufferable asshole by not doing so. After dinner, my mother rained me with derogatory comments and insults as usual before sending me into a den for another group of wrinkled old Alphas to do with me
XANDER The way her eyes narrowed into slits told me that she was about to protest, and I weirdly found her stubbornness attractive for some reason. Maybe I needed professional help at this point. “Let me fucking go. I mea—”On instinct, I used her wrist to pull her into my arms and crashed my lips against hers to shut her up. She used her free hand to push my chest, but I didn’t let her go, I just pressed my lips harder against hers, swiping my tongue out every few seconds to seek entrance. April groaned against my lips, now fisting a portion of my shirt and pulling on it to get me away from her, but I still didn’t budge. I couldn’t bring myself to stop kissing her even though I knew that I should before her protests worsened. When her stubborn refusal got a tad annoying, I grabbed both of her wrists in one of mine and pinned them behind her back, before wrapping my other palm around the base of her neck to keep our lip’s connected because I couldn’t bear for them to be apart. M
XANDERAs soon as we were done wrecking April’s tight holes, Ace had to leave for a dinner date with his family and Brooke’s. April washed up and changed into my clothes a while ago, and now she was scrolling through channel after channel on the TV while barely paying any attention to me. That allowed me to watch her to heart’s content, and it was so enjoyable because I realized sometime ago that I really liked seeing her in my clothes. The way my basketball jersey fit loosely around her slender frame, the enticing way that her perky boobs lifted the front of the jersey, how her small adorable feet stuck out of my joggers as she swung them absentmindedly, and the knowledge that she smelt like me whenever she had my clothes on. All of that flooded me with a level of satisfaction that should be Illegal. The most disturbing part of it was that this wasn’t the first time, I’d realized how much I enjoyed watching her move around in my clothes a while back, and I’d been ignoring it, but