APRILLectures were finally over for the day as the logics professor sauntered out of the hall. While I loved everything that had to do with academics, I also enjoyed the reward of afternoon naps on days when lectures ended in the morning. Happily, I gathered my things and jogged out of the hall as I imagined rewatching Home Alone while I drifted off to sleep. “I should order a pizza,” for the full experience, of course.I’d just pulled up the Dominos Pizza website on my phone when something stopped me dead in my tracks. My thumbs froze over my screen with the pizza selection display and only something damning could tear my attention away from a happy treat. Something like the outlawed substance hovering around me.“Is that…” I frowned as I sniffed the air around me to confirm my suspicions. Cigarette? My eyes rolled into the back of my head at the audacity of students to still pollute the air with that nasty substance after it had been strictly prohibited. I mean, the punishment
APRIL“Wh—what are you doing here?” I stuttered as I finally realized that I wasn’t imagining his previous.Ever the rude asshole, he walked past me into the room and sat on the couch, stretching his long strong legs over the entire expanse of it and still having some hang off the edge because of how tall he was.I huffed at his arrogance and shut the door behind me.“I asked a fucking question, so kindly answer it,” I narrowed my eyes at him where he sat and his gaze flicked to me, reeking of vengeance.“Pull down the blinders,” he ordered, crossing one leg over the other to make himself even more comfortable.I stared back at him like he’d grown a pair of horns, it was impossible to make sense of where he got his audacity from, he had an unhealthy amount of it that never seemed to get under my skin. He was so used to barking orders that he thought everyone was obligated to do his every bidding.“That’s not happening. I enjoy reading with the blinds up and you have no business being
APRILI remained in the same spot, using my palms to nurse my aching cheeks and jaw.“What’s this?” the furious edge in his voice only spelt more danger for me as he pointed at my desk.My brain seemed to have been on pause because I suddenly couldn’t recall what I’d been doing before he barged in, guns blazing and whatnot. Where I knelt was a bit far from the table and it didn’t help matters that it was pretty high and I could barely see what was on it.I was just about to muster the strength to get on my feet when I felt him grip my hair and harshly pull me to my full height.An annoyed hiss left me lips at the act, “What the hell is your problem?”“I could ask you the same thing, since you have my name on the first fucking line of that silly email,” he nodded towards my desk and I swallowed harder than I ever had in my life.Slowly, I turned to face the open laptop on my desk, regretting the fact that I hadn’t turned it off before opening the door. But how could I have guessed that
APRILIt turns out they were right after all.I’d thought that everyone with that ideology was sex crazed and overselling the experience that came with the act, but now I’d confirmed for myself that there was nothing truer.Indeed, a great sex life makes people happier and much more productive, I could testify that those words were true first hand. I’ve definitely been happier, lighter, and far more productive of late because of recurring orgasms I’ve been getting from the three Alpha heirs.And trust me, they’d exceeded my expectations each time.It didn’t matter if they were fucking me in a bid to punish, berate or bend me to their will, the orgasms were always mind blowing and that was all that mattered. Nothing else did.However, the tiny hiccup was that the memories of being pounded and spanked to tearful orgasms by them distracted me at odd times when they randomly flashed through my mind’s eye and stimulated my core.Still, that was a small price to pay for the bliss of those o
APRILAs planned, Nick parked a block away from the Juvenile Detention Center and we walked the rest of the way.Surprisingly—like I said, Nick was full of surprises today—we engaged in harmless small talk and even shared some laughs on the way to the center, I was almost saddened that our arrival meant the end of our rapport, but I reminded myself that he would likely snap out of it soon, this was probably just him being professional because it was a school project.“Hello, we have an appointment slot for the next two hours,” Nick’s words to the police officer at the reception yanked me back to reality.“What name is your appointment under?” she asked him while clicking away on the keyboard before her.“Nick Bright,” he supplied.After a few more clicks on her keyboard, she called a warden to show us to the interrogation room where they assured us that the first teen we were to interview would be waiting. When we walked in, I carefully took in the scrawny teenage boy in blue scrubs a
APRILWe've been stuck in a traffic for more than 30 minutes now. The mood between us hasn't shifted since he lashed out at me earlier at the juvenile center. We haven't said a word to each other and I couldn't wait to get to school and get out of his suffocating presence. But the gods seems to have other plans because an announcement soon came from a megaphone, announcing an accident involving almost 7 cars a couple of miles ahead of us. It was the cause of the traffic and we were going to be here for at least 3 more hours.It was almost 10pm.Nick slammed a fist on the steering wheel after the announcement was done. I could tell that he was angry and he probably didn't want to be in my space for a minute longer than necessary. Well, that makes the two of us. I looked around the area we we were in. It was an economic area and because I haven't had anything to eat since early in the afternoon, I was already hungry. I could find a café, grab some pastries and food and stay there ti
APRILI collapsed against him, panting as if I just ran a marathon. It did feel like a marathon except that this was much more strenuous and pleasure.My breathing was just becoming regulated when the shame started to set in. I've done it again. Slept with Nick in public where we could have easily gotten arrested.I raised myself up slowly, careful not to meet his eyes. I was about to lift myself off him when he held me back and before I could process the reason, he ducked his head and sucked one of my boobs into his mouth.Holy shit!I was clothed but with the strokes of his tongue, it felt like I wasn't. His tongue continued its ministrations while his free hand grabbed my other boob and he squeezed with so much force that a scream-like moan left my mouth.I wanted to take my top off, I wanted to feel his mouth on my skin without any barrier.I attempted to pull my top over my head but he wouldn't let go. It seemed like all he cared about was sucking me."Nick, please... I need to t
APRILA parched throat and cement dry tongue woke me from sleep. It wasn’t a good one anyways, it’s lasted for about ten minutes after I’d struggled hopelessly to find sleep and I knew I might not be able to sleep back afterwards.I turned to my side hoping to find Nick in bed, but all there was were ruffled sheets to show that he'd gotten out of bed at some point. I figured he must've realized how weird it’d be to share the same bed with a woman he had no romantic inclination for and decided to crash in another room. That honestly didn’t bother me because I expected nothing of the sort from him or any of his friends, so I pushed the thought away and got out of bed with a yawn before throwing on a robe and setting out to find water for my desert dry throat.I found the kitchen easily, but what I didn’t expect to find was a shirtless Nick seated opposite the counter and sipping from a steaming cup. Whatever was in that cup was nowhere near as hot as he looked, his chest was a sinfull
ACEThen, she wiggled out of my grasp and got on her knees before me, unzipping my pants and bunching them around my ankles before I could even process another thought. “Let’s give this big boy a hand, huh?” she bit her lower lip in a heated way as she pulled my briefs down and wrapped a hand around my cock. “Yeah, sure,” I made a strained noise as she started to pump up and down my softened length. That sound didn’t come from a place of arousal though, it was an attempt to voice my disinterest in any sexual act, but something forced that argument back down my throat before I could even voice it out. Brooke mistook it for encouragement and made her mouth join in by replacing her hands with it. She gave me one of the sloppiest blowjobs I’d ever experienced, but I didn’t still feel any shred of attraction or sexual stimulation. She’d even taken off her shirt so that her boobs were bouncing as she moved her head about while sucking my dick, but the sight wasn’t doing any good as lon
ACE“What do you think about these invites? I had them handcrafted by the best artists so that they would have a homely feel,” my mother grinned. The house staff by her side, Madam Zoe, placed the stack of invites in her hand on the table and my mother shoved them towards me and Brooke. “Oh, they’re wonderful! Absolute perfection!” Brooke gushed as she grabbed a copy of the invitation card from the pile. “I’m glad you love it, you’ve always had an amazing eye for detail and I worked hard to live up to that,” my mother said proudly. I peeked into the invitation card as Brooke held it closer to her face while grinning and I didn’t feel a shred of the excitement she was oozing with.Despite that, I still wanted to marry her because it felt like the only right option, the mere thought of not marrying her seemed like an utterly painful outcome. How could I feel so strongly about her and not be excited about the wedding in the slightest? It was a mystery to me. “You did amazing with t
APRIL I was in disbelief upon hearing Nick’s response. Frankly, I’d expected him to recite his usual bit about not wanting to share me, or hoping that I would come around to only wanting him, so I was completely shocked by his new take on the matter. Selfishly, a part of me was pleased that he was finally open to sharing me with Xander since Ace was now out of the picture. I felt relieved that I would no longer have to tiptoe around him when his friend asked me on dates or dropped in to visit. But one thing still bothered me, and I wanted to make an attempt to squash it even though it would mean losing Nick. Just like Ace, he deserved more than constant hurt and confusion because he was fighting for my affection. I just needed him to know that there was always the option of having a lover that would cherish him enough to want only him. After all he’d done for me, he deserved that courtesy. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” I asked in a solemn tone, holding his gaze as he did
APRIL Brooke was the first to meet my gaze, and that’s only because Ace’s gaze was still pinned on her. From the corner of my eye, I could see her rolling her eyes at me in disgust, but I didn’t care about that because I was too focused on Ace. Something about him seemed off but I couldn’t place a finger on it even if I tried. Still, he had his eyes on Brooke and he was looking at her like he couldn’t bear to look away for a second. It was borh infuriating and confusing because the Ace I knew barely ever looked at Brooke with such reverence. When I was present, I was the only one he was able fo focus on, and now, he wasn’t even willing to acknowledge my presence. He should be looking at me, not her, not anyone else. This couldn’t be the same man who’d driven to me moments after calling off his wedding and took me on one of the loveliest impromptu dates I’d ever been on. That man had his eyes on me and only me, and it was my undoing that that was no longer the case.Ace’s eyes be
APRILEven though I was watching a Barbie marathon to keep my mind off things, I couldn’t stop glancing at my phone every few seconds. Ace should’ve been up from his nap hours ago, it was almost evening now. If he was still passed out sleeping, I’d feel pretty bad that his hangover was so horrible because I was off the rails and he was trying to keep me from suffering the same fate he was now saddled with. However, since he was a werewolf—and an Alpha heir—I was certain that the effects of the hangover would’ve worn off by now. And yet, I had no calls or texts from him and that really bothered me. I strongly suspected that something was off. Besides, he said he would call when he woke up, and I’d been eagerly looking forward to it. On one end, I just wanted to know how he was doing and if his hangover had gotten better, and on the other end, I just really wanted to hear his voice again. “Fuck it,” I threw caution to the wind and searched up his contact before hitting the dail bu
ACEBrooke’s eyes flared open in awe at my response, but she wasted no time pulling me into the house and shutting the door behind me. Pretty soon, she was throwing her arms around me in a hug and something in me was more than eager to reciprocate, so I weaved my hands around her too. “You have no idea how glad I am that you’re here,” she squeezed me tightly.Her surprise seemed a bit far-fetched to me, because this feeling of deep longing for her was now my default mode and I expected her to have known that I’d come for her. On my way here, it was crystal clear that nothing in the world could’ve kept me away from her. “Of course, I’m here. I wanted nothing more than to set eyes on you again and now that I have, it’s the most amazing feeling in the world and I never want to leave your side,” I looked down at her as I spoke.Despite how every force in my body was gravitating towards her and assuring me that I was doing the right thing, something still felt strange about it.I could
ACEAlpha Davenport was a little too pleased to drive me to my parents’, and I could easily guess “why”.He assumed that Xander and I had made some reasonable progress while talking indoors and I was now heading home to make things right with my parents, but that couldn’t be further away from the truth. “Thanks for the ride,” I murmured as the car came to a halt outside my parent’s house. For some reason, Xander sputtered a laugh and his father shot him a confused look. I could guess what he found so amusing, but I didn’t share the same opinion on the matter so I didn’t react. Nothing about the hectic situation I was entangled in seemed amusing. “Anytime,” Alpha Davenport answered before driving off. Moments later, I was storming into the living room and startling my parents who were seated by the bar and sharing an afternoon cap. “Ace,” my mother nearly spat out the whiskey in her mouth, “you didn’t say you were dropping by.” I ignored that and kept walking towards them, my ey
BROOKE“Savant, Brooke speaking,” I answered. “The meeting has been set, but it’ll cost you a fortune,” Savant replied, and I could already tell that the fortune was monetary from his tone. “Nothing can cost more than the consequences of missing out on securing that meeting, I’m willing to pay anything,” I didn’t care that I sounded desperate as long as I got what I was gunning for. “Be on standby for the details,” Savant’s response was punctuated with the call’s end. Seconds after that, my phone lit up with a text from Savant with the amount I was being charged and the account to deposit it into. It was indeed a hefty sum, but I didn’t bat an eyelid before logging into a secret bank account where I saved for rainy days such as these and made the transfer. As soon as the payment was confirmed, Savant sent me a text with the meeting details and I was advised to arrive within the next hour or else I would lose my spot. In a second, I was hurrying out of the office and jumping into
BROOKEWhen I drove away from the wedding venue with the stench of guilt and shame clinging to me, I couldn’t bear to return to my mother’s house. By her doing, she made sure that I wasn’t able to purchase a house to get away from her despite all the money I made at the modeling gigs I've effortlessly bagged for years. In fact, since she had access to the account where that money was being paid into, she strictly dictated how I spent it. Anyways, since I had no friend to run to and I dreaded returning home to my mom, I ended up driving to the modeling agency and deciding to spend the night in my office. But as you’d expect, I cried myself to sleep.The next morning, I woke up with a sore throat and a pounding headache. Somehow, I wasn’t alarmed by it because the pain crushing my heart and all my other internal organs were far worse than any physical pain I was saddled with. Thoughts of my mother making good in her promise to pimp me out full time made my skin crawl. I wanted to sc