Chapter 3 My Father's Enemy (Part 3)

Adrian

I don't consider myself a "bitch," at least not all the time.

However, I understand that some people see me that way because I like sleeping with handsome men. No matter their age or whether they're human, if I like a guy, I take him to bed.

It all started two years ago, when I discovered that the alpha my father chose to be my fiancé was having an affair with two women. Instead of getting angry, I decided to return the favor, starting to have sex with other men behind his back, because if he didn't respect my father's marriage arrangement, why should I?

My previous affairs were only sex, a way to rebel against my father and my stupid fiancé. But this time it is different, because I truly like Silas. It was love at first sight.

I am determined to get that alpha who makes me tremble with desire.

"Stop doing that already," Elijah scolds me, taking my hands to prevent me from lifting my shirt and exposing part of my abdomen.

"Why? If they want to look, I don't mind..." I reply flirtatiously.

"You've had too much to drink already."

"You're wrong. I'm completely sober. There's only one thing I want to taste..."

Beside my best friend, I intentionally stroll in front of the club's VIP area. I am wearing very revealing clothes, extremely short pants and a thin shirt that shows off my torso. But apparently my good looks are not enough, so I try showing even more in front of that area, doing everything I can to make that handsome gray-eyed alpha come looking for me.

"I want his cum right here in my mouth," I reply playfully, glancing once again toward the VIP section.

"You really are crazy. That's not going to happen," Elijah denies, taking my hand and forcing me to return to our friends on the other side of the club.

I don't understand what I'm doing wrong. Usually any alpha I want to sleep with agrees to do it. I know I'm a beautiful omega and I have a "friendly" attitude. No matter how hard I tried, the handsome gray-eyed alpha did not leave the VIP area. He was watching me from behind the bright lights and cigarette smoke in the club, but he wasn't coming to find me...

The rest of the night was a disappointment. I spent a boring time with my pack friends. Even though I tried to give Elijah a good birthday, I don't think he was completely happy.

"It's almost 2 a.m. We'd better head home," Elijah suggested while checking the time on his phone.

"Aw... So early?"

"Tomorrow is the party with the Ironhowl pack. You know we have to get back early..."

"Alright..." I agreed reluctantly. "But before we leave, I want to make one last toast for you."

"Fine, just one more."

"Perfect!" I replied enthusiastically. "I'll get the drinks myself. I'll be back in a moment."

Moving away from the protective gaze of Elijah and the rest of my pack friends, I understand that this is my last chance to find what I want, that handsome gray-eyed alpha. But when I approach the club's VIP area, the guards standing there do not allow me to enter.

Sighing in resignation, I understood there was nothing else I could do, so after throwing a hate-filled glance at the guards of the club's private area, I walked away with my arms crossed, feeling so frustrated that I almost wanted to scream.

I couldn't understand how I had failed to get what I wanted so badly, so resigned after my last failed opportunity, I decided to go to the bar to order the drinks and then leave. Tonight had been a disappointment.

Struggling to squeeze through the crowd gathered around the bar looking for a drink, I was about to place my order when a masculine voice sounded behind me.

"A glass of whiskey, neat."

Once again, I felt that sensation throughout my body, a connection so strong and indescribable that it made me tremble. I knew it was that alpha, so close that I could almost taste him.

Completely forgetting about my friends or any other distraction, I spotted that strong alpha among the people at the bar. With my heart pounding in my chest, I approached him and pretended to stumble, falling against his chest and feeling his firm muscles beneath the fabric of his shirt.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I'm so clumsy..." I whispered before licking my lips flirtatiously.

The alpha made no comment. Still waiting for his drink, he merely looked at me with those sharp silver eyes. Despite his coldness, I decided not to give up, so without moving away from him, I held onto his shoulders and leaned closer, trying to brush against him.

"What do you think you're doing?" the alpha asked, immediately stepping away.

"I just twisted my ankle. I'm trying not to slip again..."

"Then hold on to something else. Don't come near me."

Finally receiving his drink, the alpha tried to leave the bar. Following him, I took the whiskey from his hand and took a sip.

"Wow... This is really strong, but delicious..." I whispered, licking my lips. "Want a taste?"

"I know what you're doing, pup," Silas replied, stepping closer to take his glass back from my hands. "It's not going to work."

"Why? Do you have a wife or something? I don't mind. No one will find out."

"You think I'm interested in you? I could be your father. Go find another kid your age to play with."

"I know you like me because I can see it in your eyes... Don't you want to give me a chance, daddy?"

After saying those words, I moved closer to him again, but this time the alpha did not step away. He only smiled arrogantly, once again stealing my breath.

"Do you think you'll be able to do it? You seem far too tight to take me inside you."

"Then break me," I ask, looking him in the eyes. "Use me until my body remembers the shape and size of your cock. Isn't that what you want?"

For a moment, I saw hesitation in his gaze. I know he desires me, but part of him still remembers that I am younger, so I decide to give him one final push to make him accept.

"Don't you want to corrupt this young body? I can't take it anymore. I want you to fuck me until I pass out. Don't you want it too? Don't you want to make love to me until tomorrow or even next week?" I plead, pressing myself against him once more. "Please, daddy, make me yours..."

I know Silas pretends to be righteous, but when I press against him, I can clearly feel something very hard against his pelvis, which I immediately begin to caress with both hands, noticing how large it is, something that makes my mouth water.

"I want this, please. Give me this reward, daddy..." I beg, still massaging his erection with my fingers.

"Come with me."

I smile triumphantly when the great alpha grabs my arm and pulls me toward the VIP area. It seems that touching him a little was enough to fully awaken his libido, because now he can no longer deny the desire he feels for me.

Entering the club's VIP area beside Silas, I admire the unfamiliar place, observing many private rooms from which the sound of loud music and people dancing inside could be heard.

Silas leads me to one of the last rooms in the VIP area, where there is no one else, just the two of us, closing the door after we enter.

"Why don't you come and get your 'reward'?" Silas asks, sitting heavily on one of the sofas in the private area.

I understand. Silas is asking me to give him oral sex.