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If I were asked why I was so hurt, why it hurts so much that it feels like I couldn’t breathe, I wouldn’t be able to
answer.
But it hurts. It hurts so much.
I was suddenly reminded of the kind of person I was: impure, used, a tool.
That was all I was, and maybe that was why it hurt so much.
What was I thinking? Wanting a man like this? What was I thinking?
“What…” Mr. Varkas stuttered, looking like he didn’t know what to do with himself. “What are you saying, Sade? You’re dirty? Who said that?”
“It doesn’t have to be said,” I said, wiping my face roughly with the back of my hand. “I know it. It’s a part of who I am, even though I had no say in that.”
He stepped forward, reaching out. “Don’t say-”
“You don’t have to try to make me feel better, Mr. Varkas,” I interrupted, shutting down my emotions and looking away from him. “I know it more than anyone else. What else do you call someone who countless people have touched, if not dirty?” Something like pain flashed in his eyes, leaving me a bit confused, but I continued, because now that I’ve started, I couldn’t stop. “What do you call someone who nameless and faceless people have dumped their cum in? Who is nothing but a tool to be used by people who-”
Mr. Varkas stepped forward suddenly, grabbing my nape, and my words cut off in a gasp as he slammed his lips on mine.
My eyes were so wide that I was afraid they would go dry; my body was completely still.
Mr. Varkas’s lips moved against mine, and I snapped out of my shock.
I raised onto my tiptoes, wrapping my hand around his neck, and I kissed him back.
I’ve never enjoyed being kissed because it was always forceful. They were always forcing their tongue into my mouth, always biting. They barely used their lips, and it was so animalistic.
But right now, as Mr. Varkas’s lips moved smoothly and softly against mine, I realized that I loved being
kissed.
The way he did it made me hot. The way his lips moved, paying attention to my lips, going from the top to the bottom, was a new experience for me.
His lips moved to my bottom lip, sucking on it, giving it attention until it was swollen and throbbing. He lett it, moving to my upper lip and giving it just as much attention.
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I was shivering in no time, pressing myself to him, and his hand left my nape, gliding down my back, and I moaned softly when I felt his hand on my bottom.
When I didn’t pull back and welcome his hand, he grabbed it roughly and pressed me to him, pushing me against the bulge in his pants, and I moaned loudly this time when I felt how hard he was… for me.
So lust could feel like this… So, it could feel this good.
He broke the kiss so we could catch our breath, and we were both panting, our lips swollen and glistening from the kiss.
“Never call yourself dirty,” he said in a low voice, looking and sounding angry. “Never. You are as pure as it can be. What you went through wasn’t your fault. You didn’t choose that life. You were forced into it. So quit blaming yourself, quit beating yourself over something that was out of your hands.”
I blinked at him with my eyes burning with tears. Then I burst out in a rush, “I want you, Mr. Varkas. I swear it’s not just my body. My mind too. Please believe me.”
“Kross,” he said, closing the small distance between us, pressing his body to mine.
I could feel how hot he was, the hard plane of his muscles beneath his clothes, and it was all making me lightheaded.
“W–what?” I stammered.
He grabbed my nape again, caressing it. “Enough with that ‘Mr. Varkas‘ nonsense. My name’s Kross. Say it.”
I shivered delightfully at how low his voice sounded. “Kross.”
He leaned in, tilting his head. “Good girl.”
He kissed me again, and this time, I immediately kissed him back, digging my hand into his hair and feeling the strands.
It was so soft.
“I don’t want you to regret this later, Sade,” he said as he pulled his lips away, grabbing onto my breast roughly.
I gasped, my back arching and my chest pressing against his. “I won’t, sir. I promise.”
“Good.”
He lifted me, and I gasped in surprise, hooking my legs around his waist.
He carried me to his desk, clearing everything off it with one swipe of his hand before he placed me gently on it, his lips licking and sucking my neck, and I moaned without holding back.
“I’ve been holding myself back from licking and sucking your skin,” he rasped as he moved away from my neck, pulling my shirt down and licking my bare skin. “I wanted to see if it tasted as sweet as it looks. And I’m not disappointed.”
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“You… you’re just saying that,” I breathed, my head filled with pleasure.
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He looked up at me, his eyes heated, his hair falling into his face and covering his forehead. “I don’t just say things, Sade. I mean them.”
He didn’t even give me time to think about what he said before he pulled my shirt up, licking my stomach, and my toes curled.
“I’ve never slept with a she–wolf before,” he said as he licked my naval, dipping his tongue into it.
“Oh,” I moaned loudly. “K–Kross…”
“Is it so different from the humans?” he continued calmly as if he wasn’t driving me crazy with his tongue. “Hmm, Sade?”
“N–no. Not so different. We just lubricate more when we’re aroused. And we can take you alphas when you rut.”
He paused at that, raising his head slowly and looking at me with an odd look in his eyes. “You can?”
Why did his voice sound rougher?
I nodded. “Yes.” A pause. “Well, not all she–wolves can. Just us omegas.”
His eyes widened, shock and something that looked like hope bright in them. “You… you’re an omega?”
I nodded. “So even though I haven’t taken an alpha before, or even one that’s rutting, I know I’ll be fine. We were made for alphas.”
He was still, his eyes still wide, and his breathing had grown ragged.
“You’re an omega,” he rasped as he raised until we were face to face, kissing my jaw. He peppered kisses all over my jaw, neck, and chin.
“Fuck,” he cursed before he kissed me, rough and rugged.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
