CLAIMED BY MY FORBIDDEN ALPHA STEP FATHER

Chapter 4: Private Suite After Dark

The rest of the day dragged in a haze of tension. I sat at my desk pretending to work on merger reports while every nerve screamed with awareness of Alexander behind the glass walls. The office men continued their restrained hunger — Marcus walked past my desk three times, eyes devouring my crossed legs, once “accidentally” brushing his hand near my shoulder before remembering the warning and jerking back. The women shot poisoned glances every chance they got, their jealousy thickening the air like smoke.

At exactly 6:30 PM, the floor emptied. Alexander’s voice came through the intercom on my desk, low and commanding. “Private suite. Now.”

My legs shook as I walked to the restricted elevator at the end of the executive floor. The doors opened directly into his personal suite on the 70th level — a luxurious space hidden from the main tower, all dark wood, leather, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering city. The moment I stepped inside, the lock engaged behind me.

Alexander stood by the windows, jacket and tie discarded, white shirt unbuttoned at the collar revealing the hard planes of his chest and the edge of his wolf tattoo. Silver eyes glowed faintly in the dim light. “Lock the main door. Strip to your blouse and skirt.”

Terror slammed into me. “Mr. Sterling… this is insane. My mother—”

“Your mother is a political arrangement. You are my true mate. My Luna.” He crossed the room in three strides, towering over me, one large hand tilting my chin up. “The bond has been tearing me apart since you walked into my building. I have waited. I have restrained. Tonight you learn exactly what you do to your Alpha stepfather.”

I trembled as I obeyed, fingers fumbling with my heels first, then standing in my white blouse and tight black pencil skirt. My n*****s were already hard against the fabric. Slickness coated my thighs. He inhaled deeply, nostrils flaring, a deep growl rumbling from his chest.

“On the couch. Legs spread.”

I backed up until my knees hit the leather sofa and sat, thighs parting hesitantly. Alexander dropped to his knees in front of me like a predator, powerful hands gripping my knees and pushing them wider. His face hovered inches from my core, breath hot through my panties.

“Such a perfect, terrified little virgin,” he murmured, voice rough. “Smelling like honeysuckle and desperate need. The entire office wanted this today. But only I get to taste my prize.”

His fingers hooked my panties aside. The first slow lick across my folds made me cry out, hands flying to his dark hair. Terror mixed with sharp pleasure as he devoured me — tongue circling my c**t, then thrusting inside, growling against my wetness. I bucked, sobbing his name, the forbidden wrongness only heightening everything.

“You taste like mine,” he snarled between licks, two thick fingers sliding into me, stretching my untouched walls. “Tight. Virgin. Made for my knot.”

I was shaking, climbing fast toward something overwhelming when he suddenly pulled back. Standing, he freed his massive c**k — thick, veined, already leaking. He stroked it slowly, eyes locked on my exposed p***y.

“Touch yourself while you watch what you do to me.”

My hand moved between my legs under his command, fingers circling my c**t as he pumped his length. The sight of the ruthless Alpha, my stepfather, losing control because of me sent fresh waves of heat through my body. His silver eyes never left mine.

“Come here.”

He pulled me up, spinning me to face the glass wall overlooking the city. My hands pressed against the cool surface as he yanked my skirt up to my waist. His c**k slid between my thighs, rubbing along my slick folds without entering, the thick head bumping my c**t with every thrust.

“Feel that?” he growled against my ear, one hand wrapping around my throat lightly, the other pinching my n****e through my blouse. “This is what your scent does to your Alpha. I want to bury every inch inside you. Knot you. Breed you until your belly swells with my pups and every wolf in the pack knows you belong to me.”

I whimpered, pushing back against him, terror and need warring inside. My latent Luna power flickered — a faint glow in my veins, strength awakening under his dominance. “Please… it’s too much…”

His grip tightened, fangs grazing my neck. “You will take everything I give you, little Luna. Starting tonight.”

He positioned the head at my entrance, pushing just inside — stretching me, claiming the first inch of my virginity — when his phone exploded with urgent pack alerts. Rival alpha scent detected in the building. Mother’s name flashing simultaneously.

Alexander roared in frustration, pulling back but not releasing me. He pressed me harder against the glass, c**k still teasing my entrance.

“Stay exactly like this. The night is far from over.”

The danger outside only made his possessiveness burn hotter. And deep down, the rising Luna in me knew I was already lost to him.