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*Sophia's POV*

It was strange being in Danny’s room. Although it was huge, there wasn’t a lot in it. However, the item that was most obvious, was a massive bed in the centre of the room. It was the largest bed I had ever seen, and I vaguely wondered where he even managed to source big enough linen to cover it. Something about it made me feel a little nervous. After all, I guessed that he usually slept alone. Why did he need a bed of this size? The only explanation was if he was in the habit of having other people in it. Maybe more than one at a time…

Danny caught me looking at the bed, and came behind me. Moving my hair to one side, he planted soft kisses down my neck. Slowly, he removed my jacket. I heard him walk over to a chair to put it down, at the same time, dimming the lights.

I tried to breathe slowly and tell myself this was going to be fine. His hands were back on me, tracing from my shoulders down my arms, until he pulled me round to face him.

He pulled me into him, placing his mouth at my ear. “Are you a virgin?”

I was grateful for the darkness that hid my red cheeks. Did he want me to be a virgin? I shook my head in response.

“How many men have you been with?” His breath was hot in my ear.

“One,” I replied truthfully, although my voice was quiet.

“Good girl.” He pressed his nose into my hair, taking a large breath in. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll make sure you enjoy it.”

I felt my core spasm in response to his words. Tugging at the bottom of my t-shirt, he pulled it over my head. My hands automatically went to cover my plain white bra.

I saw him quirk his lip, and he moved my hands back away so he could look at me. “Relax.”

I tried to do as I was told, and placed my hands down at my sides. He chuckled, likely amused by my rigidity. Surprising me my picking me up, I was forced to wrap my legs around his torso to keep myself in place. He walked us over to the bed, placing me down on it so I was looking up at him. As he covered my mouth with his, I allowed my body to give in to his passionate kiss. For a moment I forgot about my nerves, and bravely used my tongue to massage his. He took this as a signal I had finally relaxed, and his hand slipped to touch my breast. My back arched as he used his fingers to slip into the top of my bra, quickly finding my nipple to give it a small pinch.

The action resulted in a feeling of wetness between my legs. Maybe my hesitation was stupid. My body was telling me I wanted this.

I could feel how much he wanted this too, his erection evident even through his jeans.

He stood up, and he watched me as he pulled off his own t-shirt. His chest was toned and defined. I looked at him for a moment, drinking the sight in. Then his hands moved down towards his belt, pulling it apart in one fluid motion. My nerves returned as I saw the bulge when he pulled down his jeans, and standing in nothing but his boxers.

Then, he was leaning over me, his hands reaching for the button on the top of my own jeans. I stilled. He had told me that I would enjoy this, I had to trust him. The way he’d touched my nipple had already ignited a fire.

Before I knew it, he had unbuttoned off my jeans, and was now dragging them down over my thighs and calves. Laying there in just my underwear, I wondered what he would do next. Then, he was back on top of me. As he supported his weight on his left hand, he used his right to fondle my left breast again, eventually tugging it out so he could access my nipple.

He licked his lips as my hard pink bud came into view, my heart now hammering so hard I thought it would burst out of my chest. I saw the tip of his tongue come out of his mouth, before he licked my nipple, sending a wave of pleasure through my body. Noticing my positive reaction, he brought his lips down around it, sucking and nipping until a soft moan escaped my lips.

He came back up to my face to kiss me, his lips wet from tonguing my breast. I kissed him back, deeper than I had in the past. He pulled on my nipple, rolling the wet tip between his fingers. But then his hand left my breast, and started going lower.

He grazed the edge of my panties, before running his hand down to part my legs.

“Hmmm,” he purred. “I don’t think you need these anymore.”

Before I could say anything, he was ripping them off me, literally tearing the fabric. The sudden aggression put me on edge. What would he do next? I didn’t have to wait long, as his large hand made its way over the soft curls covering my pussy. His index finger slipped into my lips, causing me to gasp as he ran his finger up and down my slit. Spreading the wetness that had formed there, he began to massage my clit. I let my legs part further as I moaned, and he took the opportunity to move his legs between mine.

His took his hand away from my pussy, and I felt myself almost whimper with the loss of his touch. I realised he was taking off his boxers. I caught sight of his hard cock, before he leant up and over me, pulling open the draw of the bedside table. I realised what he was getting.

I heard the crackle of the condom wrapper and he knelt back on the bed, ready to place it upon himself. Despite myself, I couldn’t help but look. He was large. Much larger than the first boy hand been.

He expertly rolled the condom down his shaft, clearly having done the action multiple times before. I tried not to think about how many times it would have been before as he hoovered above me. Positioning the tip at my entrance, he pushed into me in slowly. I whimpered a little, but I realised the feeling inside me was actually a pleasant one. His hips began to rotate as he moved in and out. The sensation was so different to the one I had experienced before. My first time had been nothing like how it could be.

As his pelvis ground against me, I felt a tight coil inside of me begin to wind. I could hardly believe the sounds I was making, as he continued to rock back and forth. As his pace quickened, I felt a rush of heat intensify. My toes curled and I cried out a little as my climax washed over me.

A growl escaped his lips, almost inhuman in nature. I looked up, the sound bringing me out of my haze. His eyes were so dark, it looked as if they had turned black. I was afraid, and yet captivated at the same time. He thrust into me three more times, before collapsing on top of me.

I lay still, not knowing whether to move. Something about the growl, about his eyes…something wasn’t right.

Still breathing heavily, he rolled off me, pulling the condom from himself and throwing it into a bin. He moved back towards me, and I looked at his eyes to see if they were still black. But they weren’t. They were back to their normal hue.

He grinned and pulled me into him. “Didn’t I promise you’d enjoy it?”

I gave him a shy smile and nodded. It wasn’t a lie. I had enjoyed a lot of it. I just couldn’t get the growl and onyx eyes out of my head.

“No need to be so shy now sweetheart,” he uttered, pulling me into a kiss.

A knock at the door made us pull apart.

“I told you, I’m BUSY.” Danny shouted, anger clear in his tone.

When had he told whoever it was, he was busy? Did he warn everyone what he would be doing tonight…?

“Sorry boss. Can’t wait.” I could tell it was Mack on the other side of the door.

Danny growled, although it was less alarming than his previous one. He got out of bed, only bothering to pull on his jeans to cover himself. “Sorry sweetheart, I’ll be back soon.” He winked as he padded out of the room barefoot.

I sat up in the middle of the huge bed, and brought my knees up to my chest. I had to find out who Danny was, or at least more about him. I couldn’t sleep with him again until I knew more.

Feeling brave, I got dressed as quickly as I could. Maybe if I listened in on this conversation, I would know who I was dealing with.

Opening the door as quietly as possible, I tried to listen out for voices. I was sure I hadn’t heard them walk up or down any stairs, so they had to be on this floor. My attention was caught by light streaming out of a door, illuminating the gap between the frame and the wall on the dark landing.

I edged closer, careful not to make a sound.

Sure enough, the noise of hushed voices reached my ears.

“…I don’t care what it takes. I want that scaly bastard’s hoard.” Danny’s voice was dripping with bile.

“But Alpha, the last time we tried to break in to the lizard’s den, half our pack was wiped…”

Mack’s voice was cut off by Danny’s hiss. “Don’t tell me what I already know. You are my Beta, and you WILL submit.”

What sounded like a dog whimpering could be heard from the room, and I backed away, frightened of what could be happening inside.

I moved back towards Danny’s room as quickly as I could. I needed to get the rest of my clothes and then try and find Jack. We had to get out of here. As I fumbled for my belongings, I tried to process what I had heard. Alpha, pack, Beta…what the hell was Danny involved in? And why were they talking about lizards and scales…nothing made any sense.

Just as I was about to turn the door handle to leave Danny’s room, the door was pushed open. I stumbled back, fear taking me in its grip.

Noticing that I was fully dressed, he gave me a questioning look. “What’s the matter Sophia?”

I froze. Not sure what to say or do. There was no way I was going to be able to overpower him.

His jaw ticked, as if he knew I had heard something I shouldn’t

Very slowly, he began to move towards me. “Sophia, were you listening to our conversation?”

I gulped, and moved further away from him. That action was enough to let him know I had.

He took in a breath. “It’s okay sweetheart. Just let me explain. Okay?”

Finally, I stammered out a sentence. “Di..did…you hurt Mack?”

“No sweetheart. Just sit down. I’ll tell you everything.”

I had little choice but to do what he was asking. Maybe if I cooperated, he would let me and Jack go.

I perched on the edge of the bed, tensing as he sat beside me.

“Sophia, this is going to be very difficult to understand. But I need you to hear me out…what I tell you might scare you, but I promise. I’m not going to hurt you, okay?”

I started to tremble a little. This was not sounding good. I nodded, attempting to look calmer than I was.

He looked in my eyes, and said very seriously. “I’m a werewolf.”