ALPHA BIKER WHO CLAIMED HIS BROTHER'S MATE

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RAFE’S POV:

I pushed into Maya without hesitation, allowing my c**k graze her warm walls. My entire body clenched at the sensation. It was better than what I had imagined it would be all those years.

She wimpered beneath me, and clutched the walls tightly. I began to move into her with rhythmic thrusts. Her body bucked back and forth trying to meet my rhythm and she moaned softly.

At first it was quiet enough, but suddenly it became louder. This caused me to place a hand on her lips. Then I leaned in closely.

“You do not want anyone to hear us, sweetie..”

“Oh, goddess..” She moaned into my hands as I pounded into her soapy core.

The more I moved into her, the more her walls expanded to take me, and the more the movement became lose and smooth. I loved her being undone by me.

My rhythm increased and I tried to slow down but I couldn't. This was like a dream come true. Jane had told me to stop dreaming of Maya and it would never happen. A part of me wished she was here to see. It was dark and twisted but it would be pay back for her dumping me.

Maya’s muffled moans kept getting to me. I tried my best to keep a space between my chest and her back. This is because I refuse to let this turn into something soft, andtender. I didn't make love. That was a concept for men who hadn't seen the things I’d seen. Weak men I told myself.

But as I hammered into her, my mind betrayed me. This wasn’t any girl. It was Maya, I heard my subconcious. My wolf was begging at this point to feel her too.

She was the only person who made the coldness of my heart melt away.

My hand stayed clamped over her mouth, and suddenly I felt a sting on my palm. She bit down on the meat of my palm. It was supposed to be painful but it made my d**k jump.

I growled as I felt my control slip. Then, I leaned in, abandoning the distance I tried to maintain, and pressed my lips against her back. Kissing her lips was different, and her neck too. This was pure love making. My mouth trailed hot kisses down her back, worshiping her curves.

The ones I had only dreamt of.

“Mmmh… Rafe.” I heard my name though a moan.

Fuck, it was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard.

Then, I felt her body begin to vibrate. This made me realize she was about to finish. Her internal walls suddenly seized, clamping down on my c**k tightly. I

"Maya," I choked out against her mouth as she shuddered, her climax hitting her with a force that sent her back arching . The feeling of her cuming on my c**k was the breaking point. I let out a heavy breath, my own body locking tight as I spilled into her, anchored only by the way she clung to me.

I pulled out of her. My chest was still racing, my skin covered with sweat, when a scream ripped through the quiet of the night.

We both turned our heads toward the sound. There, standing a few feet away from us was Jane. Her face was a mask of pure, unadulterated shock. She turned and ran away before I could speak.

"f**k," I hissed.

Maya scrambled, her fingers trembling as she tried to straighten her dress. Her eyes were wide, brimming with a panic that made my wolf stir uncomfortably.

"I’m f****d, Rafe. I’m so f****d," she whispered, her voice shaking. "Jane is going to talk. Everyone is going to know. They’ll slut-shame me even more than they already do. I can’t—I’m not ready for this."

I watched her, my pulse finally beginning to settle.

"You're overreacting, Maya. Let her talk."

She snapped her head up, eyeing me with a look of pure disbelief and fury.

"Overreacting? My reputation is already in the gutter, and you think this is a joke?" She asked then she attempted to leave.

But I slammed my hands against the wall on either side of her, caging her in. I leaned down, forcing her to look into my eyes.

"Rafe, move," she begged, still trying to catch her breath. "We need to leave before someone else catches us out here in the dark. And you have to talk to Jane. She is your girl."

When she said this my brows wrinkled a bit. But then I realized she might be a little jealous.

Don’t assume, I heard that tiny voice in my head.

"Why are you in such a haste?" I asked, my voice dropping to a low rumble.

"Rafe, we are not married!" she exclaimed. "I can’t be seen like this with you. It has happened once and it was unpleasant.”

The words left my mouth before I could talk myself out of them. "But we could be."

Maya’s mouth fell open, her breath stuck in her throat. She stared at me as if I’d grown a second head. I wanted to lean in and kiss her again—to taste that shock—but I held myself back. I needed her to believe this was pragmatic. I needed to convince myself, too, that this was just my way of saving her from the fallout, not because the thought of losing her made my chest ache.

"What are you... what are you blabbing about?" she stammered.

"Marry me," I blurted out."If that’s what it takes to save you from the gossips, then do it."

She shook her head frantically, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Rafe, I can’t. You’ll ruin yourself. I am a mistress in their eyes, a social pariah. You know you cannot marry your brother’s discarded wife. It's forbidden."

"I can," I countered, my gaze hardening.

She started to protest, her lips parting to list a thousand reasons why we were a disaster, but I pressed a finger against her lips, silencing her.

"I literally rebelled against the crown, Maya. I’m heading a motorcycle club while being an Alpha Prince," I reminded her. "What is there to lose by marrying the Alpha King’s ex-wife? Jalen rejected you."

She tried to speak again, her eyes searching mine for some sign of a lie, but I didn't give her the chance to spiral. I leaned closer, surrounding her, leaving her no room to breathe anything but me.

"Yes or no, Maya," I pressed, my voice echoing in the small space between us. "Will you marry me?"