CLAIMED BY MY FORBIDDEN ALPHA STEP FATHER

Chapter 5: The First Mark

The rival alert blared through Alexander’s phone like a war siren. He kept me pinned against the glass wall of the private suite, my skirt bunched around my waist, his thick cockhead still notched at my entrance, stretching me with just the first scorching inch. My virgin walls fluttered around him in terror and raw need. The city lights glittered below us like indifferent stars while my stepfather’s massive body trembled with the effort of holding back.

“Stay,” he snarled against my neck, fangs fully descended now, scraping my skin. He thrust forward another inch, forcing a broken cry from my throat. The burn was exquisite — too big, too forbidden, too perfect. “Feel how your Alpha stretches this tight little cunt. This is only the beginning, Elara.”

I pressed my forehead to the cool glass, panting, thighs shaking. “Alexander… please… someone’s coming—”

“Let them.” He pulled back slightly only to push deeper, another thick inch claiming me. The sensation ripped through my core, making my latent wolf surge forward. My green eyes flickered with golden Luna light in the reflection. “No one enters this suite without my order. You are mine to ruin.”

His hips rolled in shallow, controlled thrusts, f*****g just the head and first few inches in and out while his hand slid between my legs to circle my swollen c**t with ruthless precision. Pleasure slammed into terror. I was soaked, dripping down my thighs, the obscene wet sounds filling the luxurious suite every time he pushed inside me.

“You’re clenching so hard around your stepfather’s c**k,” he growled, voice wrecked. “Nineteen-year-old virgin p***y made for me. The bond knew. Your mother never did this to me. Never made me this feral.”

He bit down on my shoulder through my blouse — not breaking skin yet, but hard enough to mark. The sting sent me spiraling. My hips pushed back greedily despite the fear screaming in my head. One of his hands gripped my throat lightly, the other pinched and rolled my n****e until I sobbed.

The phone kept vibrating. Rival wolves in the lower levels. Mother demanding to know where I was.

Alexander ignored everything except owning my body. He pulled out completely, spun me around, and dropped to his knees again. This time there was no teasing. He shoved my thighs apart and buried his face between them like a starving wolf. His tongue f****d into me deep and fast while two thick fingers replaced his c**k, curling mercilessly against that spot inside that made stars explode behind my eyes.

“Come on my tongue, little Luna,” he commanded between filthy licks. “Let your Alpha taste the first orgasm he rips from this untouched body.”

I shattered hard, thighs clamping around his head, a raw scream tearing from my throat as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My vision whited out. The latent power inside me flared brighter — bones aching with the first hints of transformation, my wolf clawing to rise and meet his.

He didn’t stop. He licked me through every aftershock, growling approval, then stood and lifted me like I weighed nothing. My back hit the wide leather couch. Alexander loomed over me, shirt ripped open, c**k glistening with my juices, massive and angry red.

“Watch,” he ordered.

He stroked himself over me, hard and fast. Silver eyes locked on my spread, dripping p***y. “This is what you do to me every f*****g day in that office. I sit behind my desk hard as steel while lesser males eye-f**k what belongs to me. Tonight I mark what’s mine.”

His strokes grew brutal. With a savage roar he came, thick ropes of hot c*m painting my p***y, my stomach, my blouse. He rubbed the head against my c**t, smearing his seed, pushing some inside me with shallow thrusts of his fingers.

“Not full knot yet,” he panted, collapsing half over me, still grinding slowly. “You’re not ready for my full rut. But soon, Elara. Soon I’ll bury every inch, lock my knot inside this perfect cunt and breed you until your belly swells with my pups. My Luna. My queen.”

I lay there trembling, covered in his c*m, terror and dark satisfaction twisting together. My fingers traced the bite mark on my shoulder. It throbbed with possessive heat.

A heavy knock sounded on the suite door. “Alpha. Rivals breached the lobby. Your… wife is with them.”

Alexander’s eyes flashed pure wolf. He kissed me hard for the first time — deep, claiming, tongue dominating mine — then pulled back with visible pain.

“Clean up. Stay here until I return.” He dressed quickly, power rolling off him in waves. At the door he paused, silver eyes glowing. “Next time, little girl, I shift fully for you. You’ll see what your true Alpha looks like when he claims his mate under the moon.”

The door locked behind him.

I curled on the couch, body marked, p***y aching and leaking his c*m, my wolf stirring stronger than ever. The first hints of transformation hummed in my blood — heightened senses, strength, the pull toward him like gravity.

The office tomorrow would be hell. Mother was suspicious. Rivals were closing in.

And I was already terrified of how desperately I needed my forbidden Alpha stepfather to finish what he started.