Sinful Valentine: Claimed by My Father-in-law

Chapter4

Ravenna.

My breath seized completely.

Of course, it was him.

Same jaw. Same stormy gray eyes that were fixed on me right now, even though his son was standing right in front of him. Same dominance. Same intimidating aura that was enough to knock the air out of my throat.

No… no… this couldn't be possible, right?

The man I had f****d last night was… my father-in-law. But how should I have known when he looked nothing like Ryder?

The Alpha King.

The devil in Armani.

The great King of the RavenWolf Pack.

The most powerful, ruthless, and influential Alpha of the Western coastal regions.

A man who doesn't forgive nor forget his enemies, and he rips them apart with his bare hands.

You offended him, he came for you. He offended you, he still came for you.

A man who commands an army of wolves.

A god among monsters.

Alpha. Valkor. Ravenwood.

It was surprising that he was the same man who consoled me in the hallway last night. I thought they said he was ruthless and had no heart.

My heart raced in my cunt as I darted my eyes across the room, hoping that I had ended up in the wrong mansion, but that wasn't the case.

He was right there, his eyes burning into me like it was just the two of us in the world.

My ever-silent, weak wolf stirred for the first time in six months. Sable had always hated the way Ryder treated us, so she hid on my wedding night after he spat the bitter truth of what our marriage really was in my face.

He took a long drag of the cigar in his hand, puffed the smoke into the air, and in that moment, the memories from last night came rushing into my mind.

I remembered how he had worshipped my body like it was sculpted just for him. He suckled my n*****s so hard until they ached, while slamming his thick middle fingers inside my hole, f*****g me brutally, stretching me wide open… before positioning me in doggy style and thrusting his c**k that felt like the size of an arm inside me, spanking my ass until my ass cheeks stung.

My screams of pain and pleasure had echoed through the penthouse… until my voice cracked. I begged him to f**k me harder. To ruin me. I begged him to stop when the pain and pleasure was too much for me to bear.

I screamed… Yes, Daddy.… more times than I could count.

I felt pre-c*m pooling into my panties, making the crotch cling to my p***y lips like a second skin.

Oh… Goddess.

This was bad.

Ryder followed his gaze and stared back at me. “This is Ravenna, Dad,” he said smoothly, like he was absolutely in love with me. Just how much was he afraid of his father? “My wife.” He gestured at me, probably expecting me to walk over and pay my respect.

But I couldn't speak. I couldn't lift my legs either because they were heavy, and I did not trust that the wetness that had soaked my panties completely wouldn't slide down my thighs when I moved.

“Come here, sweetheart,” he said.

Still, I couldn't move.

Ryder's gaze darkened, and in seconds, he was by my side, his fingers digging into my arms as if to remind me of my place. “Don't you dare embarrass me in front of my father,” he whispered through gritted teeth. “Pay your f*****g respect to him and stop trying to rebel against me.”

Oh… he thought I was rebelling against him. If only he knew what exactly had happened.

He dragged me forward. “Ravenna… this is my dad.”

Only then was I able to bow slightly. “Nice to meet you, Alpha.”

I was surprised that my voice came out normally. Maybe because I knew that although I might be in an open marriage, if Ryder learned that I had f****d his father and the Queen found out that her husband had ruined me, then I wasn't going to survive it.

Not as a moan, because the way my cunt and n*****s were tightening now was insane. It felt like his fingers were on them just like last night.

“…Ravenna…”

The Alpha King called my name like he named me, owned me. And I kid you not when I said he did, because at that moment my legs gave out—but thank Goddess, Ryder was still holding me, which was why I did not stumble.

I stared up at him, wondering if he'd recognized me…

Then his lips curled into a dark, knowing smirk that showed that he sure recognized me and knew just how much I was dripping for him. Just how much I wouldn't mind if he grabbed me, pinned me hard against the table, and f****d me again while my mother-in-law, his son, and even the maids watched. I wanted him to make me be at his mercy.

Fuck… Ravenna, he was your father-in-law, for crying out loud.

But still… I didn't feel guilty about f*****g my father-in-law.

Wait… wait… did he just cheat on the Queen with me?

Why would he, as a married man, be f*****g around too?

“She is beautiful. Nice to meet you,” he added.

Before I could respond, the Queen let out a bitter laugh like his words were some joke she couldn't take seriously.

“You think this is beautiful?” She eyed me up and down. “Your taste in women is really questionable, my Alpha." That sounded like an insult to him. "I think our son deserves better.”

“Mom!” Ryder called sharply. “Father is right. Ravenna is very beautiful. She is just perfect for me.” He wrapped his arms possessively around my waist.

Oh… wow. He stood up for me.

Everything was all an act before his father.

The Alpha's gaze dropped to Ryder's hold on my waist, and I saw his eyes darken with something I couldn't really fathom. Anger, or maybe jealousy.

I shifted uncomfortably, feeling the urge to remove Ryder's hand because it felt like I was cheating.

The Queen rolled her eyes. “Let's just eat. I'm starving already.”

We all moved toward the table, my thighs trembling.

Breakfast was awkwardly silent. My head was lowered as I picked at the delicious meal that tasted bland in my mouth, almost making me feel nauseous.

The Alpha was a man of few words. Even as his son asked him about his trip and his plans now that he was back in the kingdom, he just said a word or two in response.

“I need an assistant,” the King finally said. “Someone who can manage my schedule properly. I want to take proper control of the pack, clubhouse, and the company. I need someone capable. Would you help me find someone, son?”

“Well…” Ryder turned toward me. “I think I might have found the right person. Ravenna, you should be able to work as my father's personal assistant, sh

ouldn't you?”

My breath caught. “What?!” I snapped. “Why?”