ALPHA BIKER WHO CLAIMED HIS BROTHER'S MATE

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RAFE’S POV

I looked down at her, my blood a mixture of alcohol and possessiveness. Her hand was warm on me, a contrast to the cold fury in my bones.

"Take a step back, Maya," I said in a calm tone. "You’re used to vanilla s*x. f*****g you against a wall at the pack event almost made you spiral. You won’t survive what I have in mind."

She didn't move. She looked up at me, those honey-brown eyes searching mine, and I knew she was about to do something to tick me off.

"How would you feel if Jalen had his hands all over me and—"

Before the name could fully leave her mouth, I moved.

My hand shot out, fisting her throat. She whimpered slightly, but I did not care. I slammed her back hard against the wall, the sound of the impact echoing through the foyer. Her breath got caught in her throat, her eyes going wide as she felt the true weight of my Alpha strength.

"You want to play?" I hissed, my face inches from hers. "Then let’s play."

I didn't give her a chance to breathe. I grabbed her by the arm and hauled her toward the living room. I reached for my waist, the leather of my belt creaking as I pulled it free from the loops. She watched me, shivering, but I had already shut off my emotions toward her. Right now, she wasn't the woman I wanted to marry; she was a defiant submissive who needed to learn where she belonged.

"Hands behind your back," I commanded.

She obeyed, her fingers trembling. I looped the heavy leather around her wrists, cinching it tight and buckling it with a sharp clink. I sat heavily on the leather armchair and yanked her toward me, flipping her over my knees. Her chest was pressed against my lap, her face toward the floor, and her butt tilted toward the ceiling.

I hiked up her nightgown, expecting to see her panties which I would still rip off. Instead, I found nothing but bare, warm skin.

"You dirty little slut," I muttered, taking in the scent of her bare p***y. "Always acting so innocent, and here you are, waiting to be f****d and used."

I placed my palm against her butt cheek. Then, I spanked her so loudly that it echoed in the room.

She groaned.

"Do you know why I’m doing this?"

"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

"Louder, Maya!"

"Because I left to see Jalen without telling you," she cried out, her voice cracking.

"Yes. And you’re going to be a good little slut for me tonight. You won't moan. You won't touch me. If you make a sound, there will be consequences."

I reached down, digging my fingers into the crack of her butt, dragging them slowly toward her p***y. My fingers slid into her, finding her wet. She got turned on from this? That was new.

She let out a soft whimper of surprise.

CRACK.

I spanked her again, harder this time.

"I said no sound."

She buried her face in my thigh, stifling a sob. I pushed two fingers into her p***y—my middle and ring fingers. I drove them deep while my index finger rested on her c**t.

I moved them in and out in a smooth rhythm, flicking her c**t at a punishing pace. I felt her body begin to coil, her muscles twitching as the pleasure started to override the pain. Her legs began to wobble, her breath coming in short gasps as she fought to keep the silence I demanded.

She was right there. I could feel the internal tremors starting, the way her walls were pulsing around my fingers, begging for climax. She clamped so hard around them, I felt I would get stuck. That was how I knew she was just a step away from cumming.

So, I pulled out.

I stood up abruptly, shoving her off my lap. She tumbled to the rug, disoriented and shaking. I reached down and unbuckled the belt, tossing it onto the table.

She stayed on the floor for a moment, her chest heaving, her eyes glazed with a mix of shock and unfulfilled need.

"Wh... what?" she stammered, looking up at me. "Rafe?"

I looked down at her, trying to keep my heart cold at how undone she was. A part of me wished this night had ended better, with her showing me the dress she had picked out and me f*****g her in it with the intent to get her an even better one.

Goddess, I wanted to be in her. I wanted her, but I couldn't break.

"Were you expecting to c*m, Maya?" I asked, my voice devoid of warmth. "It’s a punishment. Good night."

I turned my back on her and walked toward the stairs, leaving her alone in the dark.