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Von stepped over and ran a finger down my lapel. “Hopefully, Mister Rivers here can sleep after that sexy kiss you two shared. Looks like sparks are indeed flying at the Reject Mansion.” He smiled at the camera once more. “Until tomorrow, friends. And remember, everyone loves an underdog.”

Von waved a hand, cutting the recording. He spared us a glance as he walked out. “Lots to do before tomorrow. I’ll be up helping the team edit footage for hours. Ugh, such is life. You two should head off to bed. Great job. See you tomorrow,” he called over his shoulder as he strode off into the depths of the mansion.

I was watching Von and all the cameras round the corner when a hard yank on my hand had me stumbling backward.

“What are you doing?” I asked Kira as she dragged me along with her.

“Shut up,” Kira grunted.

“Well, damn. All right, then.”

Kira pulled me down a hall I’d never seen. She tried two different doors until she found one that was unlocked. The room wasn’t decorated like the rest of the mansion. Instead of high-end wallpaper, carpeting, and antique furniture, it looked more like a doctor’s waiting room: white painted walls, thin gray carpeting, and a couple of couches and padded metal chairs. I figured it was some sort of sitting room for the staff, but it looked like it barely got used.

Before I could inspect the room further, Kira flicked the lock and spun to face me. The look in her eyes sent an electric jolt through my body. The need and desire in her eyes made my cock grow hard immediately.

“Kira?”

She rushed forward and fell into my arms, kissing me with more urgency than a few minutes before. Her breasts pressed into my chest as her hands clutched desperately at my back. I wrapped my arms around her, and she moaned into my mouth as I cupped and squeezed her ass.

I lost myself in her. All these years, I’d had an inkling of how much I wanted her, but that had all been kept hidden. I’d stuffed it down and brushed it off as only wanting to be near her to protect my best friend’s sister. Tasting her tongue and lips, feeling her hands on my body swept all that away. That night at the hotel hadn’t been a mistake. I’d wanted her then, I wanted her now—I had always wanted her. I was nearly drunk with relief at having her in my arms. It was like she was a drug, and I needed more.

Kira’s fingers were already working at the buttons of my suit. Not taking my lips off hers, I hurriedly shrugged out of my blazer, letting it tumble to the floor, and slipped the straps of her dress off her shoulders. It pooled around her feet, leaving her wearing nothing but a flesh-colored thong. Breaking the kiss, I looked down at her body, taking in every glorious inch of her, then looked into her eyes and growled low in my throat.

Kira kept her eyes on mine as she unzipped my pants, reached inside, and took hold of me. My breath hissed out of my chest in a sigh of happiness and pleasure as her hand slid up and down my shaft. Need and desire erased all conscious thought. Seconds later, I was on my knees, slowly tugging her thong down her legs.

She sank onto the couch, and I ran my fingers over the creamy skin of her thighs. I trailed kisses from her knees up to her thighs, moving ever closer to her pussy.

“Fuck,” Kira whispered, throwing her head back against the couch.

I slid my tongue across her opening, and she sucked in a breath, arching into my face. Gripping her ass, I put my mouth on her, lapping at her sweet folds, then entered her, fucking her with my tongue. With each thrust, she moaned. The taste of her made me dizzy with desire. My cock was painfully hard and throbbing as I worked at her. I wanted her, but I was going to make her come at least once before I allowed myself inside her. I wanted to feel her body shake and quiver under my hands as I brought her to climax.

As I circled her clit with my tongue, Kira’s back arched. Glancing up, I saw her eyes roll back with ecstasy. Her fist was pressed into her mouth, teeth clamped down on her skin. I reached up and gently pinched her nipple as I slid a finger into her pussy and sucked on her clit. That sent her over the edge. She bucked against my face as she came, her grunts of pleasure muffled by her hand.

She was still breathing heavily as I raised myself over her, my cock sliding along her thigh toward her pussy. Barely coherent after her orgasm, she pressed her hands against my chest.

“We…we have to be quiet. I don’t want anyone to hear,” she said, trying to catch her breath.

I leaned down and kissed one nipple, then the other. “Why?”

“The other alphas can’t know. They’ll think I’m a slut or something.”

I chuckled as I slammed into her. Kira’s eyes went wide, and her mouth dropped open. Once I was fully seated inside her, I leaned down and bit her playfully on her shoulder.

“You mean I can’t mark you as mine?”

She quivered under me. I hadn’t started moving yet, but her face was pure ecstasy.

“No marks. No…no marks.” She dug her nails into my chest. “I need you to fuck me.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said with a smile.

I pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back into her. Kira let out a gasping groan. Seeing her like that, being inside her, was one of the greatest moments of my entire life. I kissed her, and she twisted her hands into my hair again as my thrusts quickened. I caressed her breast, flicking a thumb back and forth across her nipple. Kira wrapped her legs around me, pressing her heels into my ass and urging me to go faster.

“Yes…oh, fuck…” Kira whimpered as she looked down to watch my cock slam into her.