Forbidden Mate, Bound by Fate

Chapter 3

SYDNEY

I stormed away from Alexis, my heart racing with anger. I'm upset with my sister, and I might lose control if I let her keep insulting me.

I needed a distraction, something to take my mind off the venomous words she'd spat at me. The bar in the corner of this huge grand ballroom seemed like the perfect escape.

I slumped into an empty chair at the counter and ordered a whiskey. The bartender slid a glass in front of me, his expression neutral as he watched me toss it back in one swift motion. His eyes lingered on me for a moment, but he didn't say a word, simply waiting to see if I'd order another.

“Give me more,” I ordered.

The bartender raised an eyebrow at me. Concern was evident on his face, but I just shook my head.

"Give me another glass," I said, my voice firm.

He hesitated but eventually handed me another glass. I drank it quickly, feeling the alcohol course through my veins. But it wasn't enough. I needed more.

That's when I saw one of the waiters approaching me with a glass of champagne in hand. "Compliments of the happy couple," he said, his smile friendly.

I took the glass, downing the champagne in one swift motion. The bubbles danced on my tongue, and for a moment, I felt a sense of numbness wash over me.

But it was short-lived. The room began to spin, and I felt my legs give way beneath me. I tried to grab onto the bar, but it was too late.

Everything went black as I passed out, the sound of laughter and music fading into the distance.

I slowly opened my eyes, my vision blurry and unfocused. I was lying on a bed, surrounded by unfamiliar surroundings. But what really caught my attention was the person lying next to me.

A man.

His arm was wrapped around me, holding me close. I tried to pull away, but my body felt heavy and unresponsive.

Who was this person? Why does he feel familiar to me, but my vision is blurry, and I can't see him properly?

I tried to look at his face, but my eyes couldn't focus. Everything was a haze.

I remembered arguing with Alexis and then drinking champagne... but that was it.

Panic began to set in as I realized I had no idea where I was right now or how I had ended up in bed with this familiar man. It's hard for me to identify his identity as I don't have my wolf yet, and I can't clearly see his face.

I tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over me, forcing me back onto the pillows.

The man stirred beside me, his arm tightening around me. I was taken aback; I wanted to push him away, but my brain isn't functioning properly right now.

I felt like I didn't have enough strength to push him away from me. My mind said one thing, but my body wanted something I didn't understand.

It's hot! I need water.

"Hey," he whispered, his voice low and husky.

I tried to respond, but my voice was barely a whisper.

"Who..." I trailed off, my words slurring together.

The man's face was still a blur, but I could sense his eyes on me, watching me. His lips brushed against mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I felt myself responding, my lips parting to deepen the kiss.

It was as if I were outside my own body, watching myself kiss this stranger. But I couldn't stop. The alcohol still coursing through my system seemed to have stripped away my self-control.

The kiss deepened, becoming more passionate and intense. I felt myself getting lost in the sensation, my mind spinning with confusion and desire.

But as the kiss continued, I began to feel a nagging sense of unease. Who was this man? And what was I doing?

I tried to pull away, but my body seemed to have a mind of its own. The man's arms held me close, his lips still locked on mine.

He began to kiss me like there was no tomorrow. As the man's lips moved against mine, I felt my inhibitions melting away with each passing moment. The alcohol still coursing through my veins seemed to have taken over, silencing the voice of reason in my head.

I didn't think twice about who this stranger was or what I was doing. All I could focus on was the sensation of his lips on mine, the way his tongue danced with mine, and the warmth of his body pressed against me.

Without hesitation, I kissed him back, my lips moving in perfect sync with his. The kiss deepened, becoming more passionate and intense. I felt myself getting lost in the sensation, my mind spinning with a mix of confusion and desire.

The man's arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer as we kissed. I felt like I was melting into him, our bodies becoming one. The world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us, lost in the moment.

As we kissed, I completely lost control of myself. I allowed him to open my mouth and suck my tongue to our satisfaction. All I wanted was to keep kissing him, to keep feeling this rush of excitement and desire.

I kissed him back recklessly, letting the alcohol and my own desires guide me. I lost control of myself. I let the stranger on top of me remove all of my garments, including the tiny piece that covers me.

Even when my eyes were closed, I could feel the heat of his desire to devour me the whole night. I was confused about what was happening to me, but I didn't have the strength to stop the stranger on top of me.

It's hot—too hot. I can feel the heat of our bodies, making me grab his clothes and quickly remove them from his body.

“Easy, kitten.” I didn't listen to him. I tossed his clothes wherever and immediately pulled him closer to me.

I feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction the moment our skin touches. A mysterious ache within me begs for relief, and the only remedy I can imagine is his gentle caress. My skin tingles at the mere thought of his touch, like a whispered promise of pleasure.

A soft moan escaped from my throat when he planted a gentle kiss on my neck and seductively licked my skin down to my shoulder, and then quickly grabbed my right breast.

I can't explain the delicious sensation that rushed through every part of my body when he started to suck on my n****e and play with it using his hot and daring tongue.

I don't want him to stop. I need his touch and I'm eager to feel it again. I even begged him to continue pleasuring me and to give attention to my other breast because I have started to love the delicious sensation whenever he sucks on my breast harder and seductively licks it to ease the pain.

I can't control my excitement when he crawls down my body and kisses every inch of my stomach seductively. I can feel how my core starts to get wet as his tongue playfully glides over my skin, down between my legs.

I let out a soft moan the moment his tongue lands on the lips of my pvssy. His hands grab both of my legs and harshly separate them so he can have more space while eating me.

He starts tasting me, licking every inch of my womanhood. He eats me like there's no tomorrow, as he doesn't want to waste time devouring me.

I know it's wrong. I should not allow him to continue his assault, but why can't I stop him? Why am I still allowing him to do whatever he wants to me without hesitation, even though I know it may lead to me losing my virginity?

My brain and my body aren't functioning the same way. My body wants him, even though I know everything is wrong. I don't have the strength to stop him right now. I can't even say a word to protest as my mouth hangs open while my muscles stiffen, releasing the warm and thick liquid that is building in my belly.

Slowly, he crawled back on top of me. He planted a hot kiss on my stomach, tracing and kissing my skin up to my breast and seizing it again in his mouth.

“You’re trembling, kitten. I haven’t even started yet,” he whispered against my lips. His voice was thick, full of desire. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No please,” I answered immediately.

I seized the stranger's short hair and crushed his lips with a fierce, impatient kiss.

It feels good—so good—to stop. We shared a long, passionate kiss until he harshly pushed both of my legs, making the tip of his hard and long shaft tease the entrance of my wet and pulsing wómanhood.

It’s already soaking wet as he slowly slides the tip of his shaft back and forth, teasing me to see the effect of his seductive assault on my entrance.

Heat coiled in my core, intensifying with every glide, every touch of his hard shaft on my opening. I can feel how he stretches me, making me cry in pain as he pushes deeper and finally breaks my hymen.