Lusting After My Husband’s Alpha Brother (1)
1416 Words
| HAILEY’S POV |
I lay naked on the bed as my husband, Dan, moved over me, thrusting his c**k deep inside my p***y.
Our bedroom was dark, filled only with the sound of rustling sheets and Dan’s heavy breath against my ear.
I stayed still beneath him, letting him move at his steady, predictable rhythm, the same rhythm that had long since lost its passion.
“Oh, yeah,” Dan grunted into my neck. “Your p***y feels so good, my love.”
I let out a soft, practiced moan. “Mmmmm.”
Sex with my husband had never been good.
It was the same every time.
Dan’s body was warm and familiar, yet it stirred nothing inside me. There was no spark or pull, only movement.
Dan was a Beta, and his touch carried none of the raw, consuming heat of an Alpha, the kind that should have had my body trembling and my core aching for him.
Each thrust of his c**k into my p***y felt muted, a dull, frictionless motion that left me feeling empty and untouched.
Dan shifted above me, his pace quickening. “Argghh! Hghn… You’re so tight for me.”
I closed my eyes and forced another sound from my throat. “Ah… yes.”
I just wanted it to be over. Dan’s hands were warm, but my skin felt cold beneath them.
My mind was already far away, drifting to tomorrow, when Dan would be traveling for a meeting and I could slip out to the club, find an Alpha male to f**k me, and finally feel my body tremble with a long-awaited, mind-blowing orgasm.
I had been cheating on my husband for years, chasing the pleasure that Dan could never give me. It had been my secret throughout the past four years of our marriage.
Every stolen encounter, every hidden night with an Alpha left me both satisfied and guilty, an irresistible thrill I could never resist.
Dan never knew.
After each encounter, I carefully sprayed pheromone cover to mask the Alpha’s scent before returning home, leaving no trace of my secret affairs.
My heat was coming fast. I could feel it coiling deep in my core, ready to erupt at any moment. I needed an Alpha soon, someone who could finally ease the throbbing need.
Dan and I were never a good match. He was a Beta, and I was an Omega.
An Omega needs an Alpha, yet I married Dan for his wealth. He was one of the top millionaires in the pack, powerful and respected.
I know it was greedy, but could you really blame me? I came from nothing, from a home where every meal was a struggle.
I wanted more, a life of comfort, luxury, and security.
The Alphas I met back then before I married Dan were either broke or far below the standard I dreamed of.
So I chose Dan, even though my body and soul never truly wanted him.
Dan’s thrusts became jerky. “I’m gonna cum.”
I gripped the sheets beneath me, forcing a shaky breath. “Yes… do it.”
With a final groan, Dan went still. I felt the warm pulse of his c*m inside my p***y, and just like that, it was over.
He collapsed against me, heavy and sweaty, before finally rolling to my side. His face was bright with satisfaction as he pressed quick kisses to my cheek.
“That was amazing, my love.”
I gave him a small, tired smile. “It was good,” I lied.
Dan hugged me close, and I could feel his heavy breathing against my ear, steady at first and gradually slowing until it finally subsided. Then he drifted off to sleep.
I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts wandering.
Dan always came deep inside my p***y, and I hated it. It was a burden to clean up afterward, but he insisted on it, convinced it would finally get me pregnant.
We had been trying for a pup for almost four years, but nothing ever happened.
Betas rarely got women pregnant. And if I was being honest, I didn’t even want to carry his pup.
From the start, I had planned that after a few years of marriage, I would find an excuse to divorce him, take my share of his wealth, and finally be free to be with an Alpha.
I had been secretly taking contraception to ensure I never got pregnant, something my husband had no idea about.
I turned to Dan and saw he was fast asleep. I removed his hands from around my body, slipped out of bed, and went to the bathroom to remove the c*m from my p***y.
Once I was done, I washed up quickly, tied my robe, and headed to the kitchen for a glass of water.
I had barely taken a sip from my glass of water when Xavier, Dan’s younger Alpha brother, walked in shirtless.
The sight of him stopped me cold.
My gaze trailed over his toned abs and defined muscles, and I couldn’t help the thought that slipped through my mind.
‘Damn, he’s so hot.’
Xavier had been staying with Dan and me ever since he returned from military training.
He was everything Dan wasn’t.
He was taller, broader, and carried a smoldering presence that seemed to charge the air around him.
His pheromones lingered in every corner of the house, a deep, masculine scent of dark spice and leather that made my wolf, Sky, purr.
Sometimes I wished I had met him before I met Dan. Maybe I would have married him.
But who was I kidding? I wouldn’t have married him either way. Dan was the heir to his father’s properties, making him far richer than Xavier.
At least with Xavier, I could have had several unforgettable s*x before getting married to Dan.
My wolf, Sky, had been urging me to give in, to f**k Xavier, but I kept resisting.
I told her it was wrong, that he was my husband’s brother, yet she didn’t care. All she wanted was Xavier’s touch, his c**k and his pheromones.
Whenever I was near Xavier, Sky stirred restlessly inside me, clawing at my control, desperate and wild. That was why I did everything I could to stay away from him.
But now that he was standing in front of me, I could feel my resistance slipping.
“Good morning, Hailey,” Xavier greeted, his voice deep and raspy, a small smile curving his lips.
Oh God, that smile was doing things to me.
I forced a smile of my own, trying to stay composed. “Good morning, dear.”
Xavier moved to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and took a slow drink.
I couldn’t help watching him, the way his throat moved as he swallowed, the muscles in his arm flexing.
I must have been staring too long because when he turned and caught my gaze, heat flooded my face.
“Is there something I can help you with?” Xavier asked, one brow raised.
“N-no, nothing,” I stammered.
I quickly set my glass down on the counter and turned to leave, but as I walked past Xavier, the belt of my robe snagged on the corner of the counter, stopping me in my tracks.
I tugged at it, flustered, but it wouldn’t budge.
I kept pulling until I suddenly felt Xavier step up behind me.
His scent hit me instantly, strong and intoxicating, making my breath hitch.
“Let me help,” he said quietly.
I let go of the fabric, and he leaned closer, freeing the belt of my robe with ease. I turned to him, my heart pounding.
“Thank you,” I murmured, my cheeks burning.
“You’re welcome,” Xavier replied, his gaze lingering on me for a moment longer than they should have.
His piercing ocean-blue eyes made heat pool in my p***y as I stared at them.
I decided to leave before I lost control of myself. I turned to walk away, but as I stepped forward, my foot slipped on a small puddle of water.
I gasped as I lost my balance, but before I could hit the floor, strong arms caught me.
Breathless, I looked up and realized I was cradled in Xavier’s arms.
My robe had slipped open, hanging loosely on my shoulders and leaving my entire front exposed.
Xavier’s gaze dropped to my chest, and his eyes widened.
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