APRIL My walls stretched around the toy lodged inside my pussy, adjusting to it against my will. Meanwhile, all I felt was pure horror that they’d ambushed me for that purpose. “You’re good to go, President,” Xander tucked his hands in his pocket, smirking at me like he had a diabolical plan in the back of his mind.I wasn’t in the mood for any games though, I had an important competition to attend to and I couldn’t possibly get through it with a vibrator stuck inside me. The worst part of it all was that Xander definitely had the controller for it and that look on his face was proof that he’d torture me with it for his pleasure. “What? All good?” I let out a sarcastic laugh, “you have to be kidding me, there’s no way you guys expect me to get on stage with a vibrator inside me, that’s insane.”Ace who’d been perfectly content with sitting on the edge of a table and watching everything unfold like a dark observer, finally pushed himself off it and started towards me. He had that co
APRILQuickly, I pulled my hand out from under my dress and felt heat creep to my cheeks in embarrassment.Xander’s smirk transformed into a grin as he started towards me, pulling out the remote control he’d used to taunt me on stage and hitting a button. The vibrator began to move inside me again and I let out a shocked moan as I gripped the chair near me to ground myself. “Did you enjoy being teased up there? Having your pussy played with while you pretended that all there is to you is an innocent nerd?” Ace was unbuttoning his shirt slowly as he mocked me, he seemed to enjoy doing that most. Somehow, he always knew how to find the perfect balance between dirty talk and degradation. I couldn’t resent him for his arrogant words since they turned me on. And the fact that Xander was still torturing me and making it harder and harder for me to breathe without moaning made his words stir my core.“And we can agree that that’s more than enough teasing for today, right?” I was hoping tha
ACEThe fucking Mahoney Charity ball that no one wanted to shut up about had finally arrived. My parents had talked my head off about how important it was to attend it and that’s the only reason why I was stepping out of a limousine in a black tux this very moment. I didn’t want to come because I knew Brooke would try to cling to me to make our sham of an engagement seem real, but thanks to my bully of a father, I was forced out of the house with countless threats to my life. Mom walked out of the limo after me, and then dad followed. The paparazzi hurried towards us and we all wore our usual fake smiles for the camera and my father refused any questions as usual before security paved a way for us into the charity ball. I was unlucky enough to be seated on the same table as my parents and since my dad would break my neck for smoking cigarettes, I couldn’t even do that to ease the tension clouding my mind. Each time someone of importance came to the table, I had to find it in me to
APRILAce might as well be my least favorite of the three Alpha heirs. Each time we had a run in, I was either left feeling angry, insulted, or drained of orgasms. Sometimes, it was all three and I couldn’t complain about the last bit. But it did nothing to mask how annoying he was. The most infuriating about him was his audacity and overgrown ego. There was nothing he couldn’t spew out of that mouth of his, and no matter how rude and insensitive it sounded, he always expected that his words would be met with instant obedience. Well, not today. Even though I knew how dire the consequences of disobeying him were, I still wasn’t moved to go and find him in the parking lot as he’d so rudely demanded. Instead, I went about my volunteering duties and pushed him to the back of my mind, deciding to be in denial about our entire exchange so that I could remain sane for the rest of the night. The ball finally came to an end and I decided to hang out with some of the other volunteers while
BROOKEThe silence in the living room was louder than the wolves howling outside. Mother was stewing where she sat, reading through a Gucci catalogue and swiping every page like she had a grudge against them. But we both knew her anger wasn’t with the catalogue in her hand, she was too obsessed with luxury items to be pissed of by them. In fact, I think she was looking at them in a bid to calm her nerves but it clearly wasn’t working. After what we’d both witnessed at the Mahoney Charity Ball yesterday, there’s no way she could be calmed unless she found a more appropriate vessel to channel of her anger to. And from experience, that was always me. I was always the bin for all her hideous emotions, whether I was the cause of it or not. It’s like she birthed me to be a dumping ground for all her bullshit. Last night, she had high hopes that Ace and I would take a picture on the red carpet that would blow up on all newspapers and magazines in circulation, but neither of us were able
NICKI might as well be going crazy with the amount of time I dedicated to thinking about April Lawson. It wasn’t planned but these days, I find myself constantly thinking about her.About her being, her face, her smile, her laughter, her voice, her lips that looked like they should always be wrapped around my cock, her mouth that felt like it should always be moaning my name while I drive her body crazy with pleasure.I haven’t been able to get our last personal encounter out of my head. When I blindfolded her and ate her out to my heart’s content. It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever done and it was something I wanted to do over and over again.I’ve never been able to get that single encounter out of my head and each time I think about it, I always end up with a boner. A boner that I always take care of while thinking of all the nasty ways I’d like to claim her over and over again. I was spotting a boner but I couldn’t take care of her because I was in public.Watching April f
NICKApril’s question brought me back to my senses in seconds. That’s when I realized that she wasn’t meant to see me, that I should’ve never jumped out of my car or shown myself. I wasn’t thinking when I approached her because that bastard pissed me the fuck off, and now I had to find a way out of this mess without her swing me as some sick creeper. “I was just in the area running an errand,” I lied, hoping it was convincing enough to get her off my back. But judging from the way she was looking at me, it was clear that she didn’t buy a word of what I said. “That’s not true and we both know it. This isn’t an area you have any business being in, and if we’re being sincere, you almost never have to handle any errands because you have an endless line of workers that handle it,” she dissected my lie immediately and left me speechless. I weighed my options quickly. It was either I tell her the truth and risk her getting pissed at me and seeing me as a weird stalker, or I could lie a
APRILI checked out myself one last time in the mirror before grabbing my purse and heading out of my dorm room.Nick texted me that he was in the parking lot about a minute ago, and for the first time, I wasn’t bothered about what people would say when they saw me getting into his car. When we were making plans about when we’d meet up today, he suggested picking me up behind the dorms which would be more discreet just so I’d be comfortable, but I refused that idea. It was starting to seem like Nick’s presence in my life wouldn’t be fleeting or inconsequential as I’d thought, so it was best that I got used to being seen with him now because we couldn’t possibly continue to cower and hide from preying eyes for the entirety of our friendship. Speaking of friendship, I wasn’t sure if we were going on this date as friends or something else. But I was sure to find out soon, depending on the nature of the date. “Over here, gorgeous,” he hopped out of the driver’s seat once I got to the p
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