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FATED TO CURSED ALPHA

FATED TO CURSED ALPHA

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What's your name?" he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. "Elena ," she gasped, her body responding to his touch. Elena seeks to forget the heartbreak that haunts her. But when she meets Coleman , a dangerously seductive stranger, her world spins into a fevered whirl of desire and mystery. His touch ignites her, his presence enthralls her, and his secrets threaten to consume her.

Chapter 1 Episode one

Chapter 1: I should have kept my panties on.

One year ago.

The music made my body move like it had a mind of its own. My tight red dress stuck to my sweaty skin. It felt heavy and uncomfortable, but I didn't care. I tipped my head back, losing myself in the dance.

I needed to forget the jerk who broke my heart. I needed a distraction. Bad.

Suddenly, someone bumped into me from behind. I stumbled forward, snapping out of my daze.

A hand grabbed my elbow, stopping my fall. It was big and strong and hot. "Careful there," a deep male voice said.

I froze. That voice...it did things to me. "S-sorry," I stammered, not knowing what else to say. I just knew I wanted him to keep touching me.

He chuckled, low and rough like whiskey and cigarettes. His hand slid up my arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. When his fingers brushed my neck, a moan slipped out of me before I could stop it.

His other hand gripped my waist, pulling me back against his hard chest. I felt his lips graze my ear as he murmured, "What's your name, beautiful?"

"Elena ," I breathed. He nipped my earlobe and I gasped.

"Elena ," he repeated in a throaty groan that made my knees weak. "I like that."

His tongue traced down my neck as his hand slid over my stomach, lower and lower... I arched into his touch, dizzy with want. The ache between my legs was maddening. I needed friction. I needed him.

Emboldened, I ground my ass into the hard ridge of his erection. He hissed through his teeth. "So responsive," he said, fingers skimming my thighs. "And so...bare. Did you forget something, Elena ?"

Color heated my cheeks. I hadn't worn panties tonight. I'd come to this club wanting someone to make me forget myself for a while. And this man, with his touch and his voice, was damn well doing the job.

"What's your name?" I asked, realizing I still didn't know.

"Coleman ," he answered before nipping my collarbone.

I shuddered. Even his name was sexy. "Coleman ," I repeated, loving the way it felt on my tongue. I reached back and fisted my hand in his hair, wanting to see his face.

He turned me around and pulled me flush against him. My breath caught. He was stunning-chiseled features, tanned skin, and piercing silver eyes that seemed to see right through me. Eyes that promised wicked, filthy things.

Our mouths crashed together in a urgent, messy kiss. I'd never been kissed like this before-like he wanted to devour me. Possess me. Ruin me for all other men. And god, I wanted to let him.

I nipped at his full bottom lip. He groaned into my mouth, his hands sliding down to squeeze my ass. Pulling me harder against the thick bulge in his jeans. I rubbed myself shamelessly against him, so far past caring how wanton I looked. I was burning up. I needed him inside me like I needed air.

"Please," I heard myself beg. "Please touch me."

Something wild flashed in Coleman 's mercury eyes. "Come with me," he said, grabbing my hand.

He led me off the dance floor to a door marked 'Staff Only.' I balked, confused, but he just said, "I know the owner," and pulled me inside.

The door shut behind us, muffling the music to a distant throb. Dim reddish light illuminated plush velvet couches and gleaming brass poles. A private room, clearly meant for VIPs.

Coleman backed me up against the wall, hands roaming my body. "You have no idea what you do to me," he rasped, yanking down my dress straps. "Walking in here looking like sin incarnate, begging me to touch you. You're playing with fire, little dove."

"Then burn me," I breathed.

A growl rumbled in his throat. In a flash, he had my dress off and his mouth on my breast, sucking my nipple between his teeth. Pleasure jolted through me and I cried out, fisting my hands in his dark hair.

"Like that, do you?" he said roughly. "Dirty girl. I'm going to ruin you for all other men. I'm going to fuck you so hard you forget your own name."

"Yes," I panted, too far gone to feel shame. "Ruin me, Coleman . Wreck me. I'm yours."

He swore viciously. Then he was on his knees, throwing my leg over his shoulder. "Keep those heels on," he ordered. He ran his tongue up my inner thigh and I shuddered. "Fucking perfect," he said, eyes burning into mine. "I'm going to eat this pretty pussy until you scream."

"Please," I whimpered, already trembling.

He dove in without preamble. I shouted, back arching off the wall, as his wicked tongue went to work. He licked and kissed and sucked, bringing me higher and higher, stoking the fire in my core until I was writhing and cursing. I'd never felt anything so good. When he closed his lips around my clit and hummed, I shattered.

My orgasm crashed over me in wave after wave of blinding ecstasy. I screamed his name, seeing stars, as he worked me through it with his clever mouth.

Before I could catch my breath, he flipped me around and bent me over the back of a couch. I heard a condom wrapper tear. Then the thick head of his cock was prodding my entrance and I tensed, suddenly nervous. He was big. I wasn't sure I could take him.

"Shh, relax," he soothed, rubbing his cockhead up and down my slit, coating himself in my slickness. "I've got you."

Slowly, carefully, he pushed inside. I whimpered at the burn and stretch as my body struggled to accommodate him. He felt huge, splitting me open, but he took his time, easing in inch by excruciating inch until he was seated to the hilt. We both groaned at the sensation.

"Fuck, you're tight," he said through gritted teeth. "Feel so fucking good around my cock."

He started to move, slowly at first, letting me adjust. Shallow thrusts that made my toes curl in my heels. Then faster, harder, until he was pounding into me, grunting with the force of it. The room filled with the obscene slap of skin on skin and my desperate, keening moans.

"So good," I babbled, lost to sensation. "Don't stop, Coleman , please don't stop!"

"Never," he growled. He wrapped my hair around his fist and pulled, arching my back, changing the angle of his thrusts so he hit that perfect spot inside me with every snap of his hips.

My second orgasm took me by surprise, slamming into me with the force of a freight train. My eyes rolled back and I screamed his name, convulsing around his pistoning cock as I came so hard I nearly blacked out.

Coleman followed me over the edge with a shout, hips stuttering as he spilled himself inside me. I felt his teeth scrape my shoulder, as if he wanted to mark me, before he slumped against my back with a satisfied groan.

A sudden knock at the door shattered the moment.

"Alpha, we have an issue with one of the rooms," a man's voice called.

"Alpha?" I echoed, shock dousing me like ice water. I tried to pull away but Coleman held me fast.

"Be right there," he called back, voice hardening. I caught a glint of something sharp in his mouth. Fangs? No. Impossible.

He turned back to me, eyes gleaming an unsettling gold in the dim light. My heart started to race.

What the hell had I gotten myself into?

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