19 Years old
Februar

"Don't do that" I giggled uncontrollably as his fingers dug into a particularly sensitive part of my stomach. My head smacked off a shelf when his rough hands touched my belly button. I couldn't help but squeak, my eyes getting foggy with tears of laughter.

"Shh" he growled, nipping at my neck. "Everyone will hear you" his green eyes glinting in mirth as his finger dipped into my belly button. A deep groan leaving my lips as the atmosphere quickly changed.

Short shallow breaths leaving both of our lips as his eyes met mine. They were full of carnal promises, promises that I knew he would definitely keep. He had proved that to me more than enough times in the past 2 weeks. He was insatiable and I was a fiend for his touches. His thick fingers and wild tongue. This male was just... I was lost for words. He left me breathless.

"Shh" he hummed in my ear, wet tongue flicking inside and then biting on my lobe.

"Not here" I was trying to push his straying hands away from my body but Veris wasn't a male to take no for an answer. He didn't care where we were or who saw. He was blind when it came to us like this.

He really didn't care but I did, this cramped storage room was not comfortable. It was too cluttered and there was nowhere for me to sit. I don't know how he planned on doing this but I was adamant it wouldn't work.

"Veris" gritting my teeth, I yanked his thick black hair but that just seemed to get him going.

"You want me to stop?" He hummed, still tonguing my ear. His hands gripped my ass and dragged our hips together. His thickness nestled against my warmth.

"Cos I will" he slurred into my neck, his tongue lathing at my tingling skin. Biting and suckling my flesh into his mouth. Gods he made me so hot. All coherent thought flew from my mind when he manhandled me this way.

"I-" I was a stammering whimpering mess as he rocked against me. Tongue sliding down to the swell of my cleavage. He was such a breast man and I had ample amounts for him. More than enough to drive him wild.

"I-I-"

"You what love?" he grunted as his hands worked on my top, pulling and tugging at the restricting material. Material that cupped my breasts and all but threw them in his face.

His attention moved from my cleavage to my face "You want me to stop love?" A loud gasp trembling from my mouth as his calloused hands reached into my top, grabbing a handful of my chest and squeezing.

My eyes fluttered shut and my head smacked back against the wall, Veris staggering forward as my body fell back. His hips grinding me flat into the surface.

"Or do you want me to sink so deep into you, you'll feel me for days." Words an erotic promise more than they were a questioned we both knew he was more than capable of following through. I couldn't even. Gods his filthy mouth did something to me. He had me quivering and whimpering for him, my head shaking erratically as I gripped him tighter.

"That a yes?" My head nodded again, one of my hands gripping his neck and trying to force him down to my aching breasts but his head twisted free.

"Say you want me," I could feel heat climbing up my skin, colouring me red as I blushed at his filthy demands.

"Come on love, you know I won't touch you if you don't." And he wouldn't, this was his favourite game. I loved and hated it because he could go for hours, touching me but not really touching me. This man was a master at torture and I craved and hated every minute of it.

"I know you can't wait to ride my fingers," his breath tickling over my distended nipples. His thumb and forefinger pulling at it as he looked up at me through those dark lashes that framed his gorgeous eye. Her reminded me of nature, so rugged and rough yet calming at the same time.

"Say it," his teeth sinking into my areola and causing gushes of liquid to slick my thighs. I was trembling with need, shaking but I couldn't get those words out. His hands slipped from around me and I died. The cold air stinging against my bare chest, nipples sharp as pin pricks.

"Veris"

"Take it," his words wrapped around my brain as he urged me to move. To make demands from him but I was struggling. Struggling to think, to breathe. I was dying for this male.

"Gods, Veris I'm dying for you."

"What do you need," his large form towering over me like some wild beast who had found its prey. The dark look on his face had me fluttering, my hand dropping to between my legs as I shoved my skirt up my hips. Baring my glistening folds to him.

"Gods Veris, you know I need you."

His eyes dilated at the sight of me, I was wild. Her brought this side of me out.

His thick arm blockaded me against the wall whilst the other gripped himself tightly. My body writhing against thin air as his body heat kicked against me.

"Where do you need me. Show me" his lips ghosted over my collarbone as his earthy green eyes met mine.

I gripped his hand in mine and gently guided him to where I needed him most "here" I cried as his rough thumb glided through my slickness. "That's right," heart pounding as his thumb circled that nub of flesh. I was crying and writhing against him as he splintered me to pieces with just the stroke of one digit.

"Can't get enough" his words muffled into the mound of my breasts as he gripped me by the ass. My legs clenched around his waist as he gathered me higher.

Hands fumbling with the string of his trousers, ripping noises filling my ears before he sunk into me. A long deep moan left me as he went deep on his first stroke. Just missing that spot. He muttered something incomprehensible under his breath before he dropped me to the floor, spun me around and bent me over. Grunting as he sunk back into me only this time it was so much better.

My head flew back as his lips bit and sucked at my lips, hips thrusting against mine as we joined together so furiously. He was ramming into me, skin slapping together as he pounded into that spot every time he entered me. His pace didn't give up, he took me so rough and furiously and I loved it. I was a screaming whimpering mess by the time he was done with me. My body limp like the noodles Eliza's mother loved to cook.

I couldn't move, he had thoroughly pummelled me to death.

"Gods, love I can't stop touching you" his slick hands rubbing against my slightly sore chest.

"I'm dead," my head flopped back against his chest as he slowly stroked my hyper sensitive body. He was getting aroused again and I knew I couldn't take another round. Two rounds were enough for me, plus someone was bound to find us in this compound.

Wiggling out of his arms, I scurried around the room trying to find my top. Plucking it from the handle of a mop before I bent down to find my errant skirt.

A loud snack resounded in the room, my ass flaming in pain.

"Godamn it Veris, that hurt!" I spluttered, absolutely infuriated at this damn males infatuation with spanking my ass raw.

"Sorry love, you want me to rub it better?" he chuckled deeply stepping towards me and trying to grab my body.

I swear this male, from the moment he had introduce himself to me he had been a whirlwind. A snarky, sarcastic little whirlwind, one that had stormed into my life, tipped it on its axis and had yet to leave. I kissed my teeth and dodged his hands, ignoring his laughing as I looked for my clothes. Once I found my my skirt I shoved it on and was out the door.

His thick laughing following me outside of the dark room. It took me a moment to adjust to the harsh light but once I had, I was storming down the hall away from him.

I could hear his heavy footsteps and chuckling as he chased after me. His thick arms wrapping around me as he pulled me into his body.

"Sorry love," he chuckled, giving me that lopsided dimpled smile that he knew I couldn't resist. That smile that had me hook, line and sinker.

"Don't pout no more, I'll make it up to you," his voice thickening with lust as he crowded me up against a random wall.

His lips peppering against my face and gliding down to my neck even as my arms remained folded. I was trying my hardest to not be moved but this male always moved me to my core. His hands were just so-

"What in gods-"

Me and Veris shot away from the wall at the loud bellow, his eyes widening at the sight behind me. I quickly twisted around to only wish I hadn't. Khan, Ryan, Carson and two other males I had never seen in my life all stood behind me. Fury and rage clouding Khan's face as he all but bared his fangs at Veris. That man was so intimidating when he was mad.

"What is this?" He spat.

My cheeks were flaming with embarrassment at being caught by so many males. I would be happy to just die any minute now. "This is Veris my-"

"I don't give a shit who this human is, what the hell were you doing?" My face burned deeper and I couldn't help but try and splutter an explanation. Gods this was so awkward.

"I don't think you really want to know sir." I wanted to strangle Veris, I really did. His eyes brows had risen and his head was shaking, that stupid cocky smile on his face.

Couldn't he see I was dying here.

Khan glared at him, gave him that withering soul crushing glare and then moved over to me. His eyes lingering over my crinkled top, scruffy hair and lopsided skirt and then back to Veris and his missing shoe and half tied/ ripped trouser.

His jaw was tensing and I knew things were about to get a bit tricky.

"Veris was just leaving, right Veris," his eyebrow quirked up in disagreement but when he saw my expression he let it go. Quickly pecking me on the lips, he then bowed his head to Khan.

"Alpha, gentlemen." He nodded at them before meeting my stare one last time.

"I'll see you later love," and then he was gone leaving me to try and diffuse this nuclear bomb that was detonating in my lap.

"Vanya, inside now!" Khan fumed, eyes blazing as he pointed to the door. The moment I stepped in I just couldn't believe how stupid we had been. We had practically been humping on Khan's doorstep.

His office was warm and homey. Little hints of Neema's touch here and there, like the glass of flowers sitting on his bookshelf.

My head sunk into my chest and I prayed for the gods to just swallow me whole but they ignored me because Khan, his brothers and the two extra males stomped in behind me.

The one with long black plaits and dark black skin had a grin spread widely his face. I was glad he found this funny.

I sunk into the nearest chair and braced myself for the hell I knew I was about to go through.

"Just what in the gods' name did you think you were doing?" His thick arms leaning against his desk ask he howled at me. I subconsciously leaned further back into my chair and away from him. My mouth opening and closing as I tried to explain the situation.

"We- I- well-"

"I know exactly what you were doing young lady!" My heart beat madly out of sync as his eyes flashed red.

"Khan, you're embarrassing her" mumbled Ryan, looking like he'd had sleepless nights, which I knew he had because Manal had told me all about him. Two words. Complete moron. She wasn't about to allow him to put his 'greasy paws' all over her, 'filthy, little male'.

I had to disagree with her now though because Ryan was the only one speaking up for me. The man with pale blonde dreadlocks was looking up at the ceiling as if he wanted to be anywhere else but here. Great, join the club.

The black male with long hair looked like he was having the time of his life and Carson, well Carson looked dead. I tried not to look a him too much but his pale grey eyes showed his souls torment. There was a little pang in my heart at his pain, the bond kicking at me and then I shut it down.

No time for that.

"I don't know what possessed you to behave like that but it is unacceptable." Well damn, he was really going there. I wanted to roll my eyes and tell him to quit it but I wasn't dumb enough to be so disrespectful.

"You are not to be sexually intimate with any other male but your mate! Now dump this male because you are going to attend a mating ball." This male was delusional. Absolutely bonkers.

"No" I snapped, his eyes widening in shock and then shuttering in anger.

I know Khan didn't know my situation and that was partially my fault for not letting Neema tell him but how blind could he be. His brother was in the corner of the room shooting me lovesick eyes and he couldn't tell that something dodgy was going on? I was done. It wasn't my place to tell him who my mate was, his brother, Carson could deal with that but I was going to let him know that I wasn't about to wilt under his demands.

"I will not dump Veris and I will not attend that ball" I spat, standing to my feet and towering over Khan. His nostrils were flaring and his eyes were the colour of blood as he tensed. I could see the control snapping away from him as he tried to fight the urge to shift and dominate me.

"My mate has rejected me and so I have no obligation to him, or his wishes" a deep growl rumbled from Khan's chest drowning out the escaped howl of pain that came from the corner of the room. I refused to look at him.

"I know you mean well but I can't compromise on this." My voice softening as I tried to get him to understand. I hoped he would because I wasn't going to bend. I had to take what was rightfully mine and this was my right.

"My mate is a male unworthy of me." I couldn't help the way my eyes fluttered over to Carson at those words.

Deep pools of liquid pain in his eyes as he gripped his chair. He was visibly restraining himself and I had to commend his efforts. Even so I wasn't about to stand around and wait for either male to snap. Bowing my head, I flew from the room.

My feet carrying me further down the corridors until I collapsed on the floor. My hands gripping my chest as tears trailed down my eyes. Sobs climbing from my throat as I shook and shook. My pulsing racing skywards.

My hands trailed away from my chest and began wiping at those gushing tears. My fingers falling to a halt as I felt against my curving lips

I was proud of myself, I had finally done it.

Fingers tickling against sore lips as I felt it for the first time.

My smile.