My Alpha Made Me Rogue

SHIRLEY POV "Shush! Keep it down," he cautioned me as my moans were getting louder. He feared that we could be heard. There's a ceremony downstairs, and there are a lot of guests in attendance. He placed his hands upon my breast and pushed harder into my v****a. Gosh! I was loving the heat. I've never felt this way with Alpha Tremblay before. Now his brother Tristan seems to give me all the pleasure I never experienced. His brother Tristan was never like him; ever since I couldn't give him a child, he relented in having s*x with me. He has changed so much. The Tremblay I know will never allow the absence of a child to spoil our relationship. I guess being an Alpha has changed him. We were so in love, to the point that he promised me his life. As Tristan kept moving slowly on me, I groaned softly. His large d**k fused to my p***y and went deep in, covering everywhere. He lowered his face and kissed me on the neck, giving me more craving for his touch. "Let's run away, Shirley," he suddenly brought up the suggestion. "We can't do that, Tristan. I'm married to your brother," I replied and tried to take his hands away from my breast. He took hold of my hands with a single grab and massaged my breasts with the other. Oh boy! That was satisfying. Tristan was a perfect man. His broad chest shut out firmly. His wide shoulders were the perfect side to lean on. His emerald eyes gave him the charms of a prince. His dimple always reflects whenever he smiles. It attracts me all the time. And for my favorite part of his physique. His large d**k produces massive c*m. He is everybody's dream man. I won't say Tremblay wasn't also a Hulk, or else I wouldn't have a spec for him, would I? Tremblay is good: strong muscles, tall, handsome, and manly with a big d**k. Even bigger than his brother's. He only stopped being the man I used to love. Tristan happens to understand how I feel. He would always be there for me when Tremblay wasn't. All Tremblay ever talked about for two years was having an heir as an Alpha. I was fed up hearing him lament over that. Today, he brings a random girl and calls her his breeder. The humiliation and the criticism from all sides were too much for me to handle. I had to leave the event quickly. Tristan trailed after me and found me in the guest room, where we are now. The room was free, as no guest occupied it. It's nearly as good as abandoned, since no one has used the room in the last few years. When Tristan walked into the room after running after me. I didn't know what else to do. My emotions were taking over me. I rushed at him with a kiss. I knew he had feelings for me all along, but I never one day gave him the space to express himself. I was only being a faithful wife. Well, being a faithful wife doesn't pay off after all. Besides, he has a breeder now, who he can f**k with. Why don't I get to have my own pleasure too? I won't sit back and let him have all the fun without even considering me. I tugged off Tristan's clothes at that moment, and he did the same to me with hesitation. An expression of fulfilment was on his face. I could see that he had been looking forward to this moment for a while. I couldn't tell if I was really doing the right thing at the moment. Having s*x with my husband's brother? Well, what's the worst that can happen? I mean, I can't bear a child now, can I? "You know my brother doesn't care for you. He has a breeder now. Let's run away together," Tristan spoke further. "Trem--- I paused, staring at him. Rather angry this time. "Tremblay loves me," I replied boldly, as though I was in an argument with Tristan. He suddenly paused his d**k from coming off me. He lowered his gaze and let go of my hands. He gently gets off me, with c*m still popping out of his tiny opening. Is he mad because of what I said? "Tris--- "Get dressed, someone is coming," he alerted me before I could call his name. I kept calm and listened for the sound he spoke about. Footsteps, approaching fast. He began to wear his clothes hurriedly. He walked out of the room without turning back to look at me. I don't know why I sense sudden disappointment in him. Turning down his offer to run away must have prompted that. The truth is that I'm still madly in love with Tremblay and only used Tristan as a way of getting over my confused state. It doesn't matter to me if he doesn't understand. I don't want to get into a long-term relationship with him anyway. As I heard the footsteps getting closer, I pulled on my dress. With a sigh of relief, I lay back on the bed. The door was open, and the one behind it seemed to have shocked me. Tremblay. What is he doing here? Shouldn't he be out introducing his breeder to his guests? His shocked eyes closed at me, and I turned away. "Shirley," he called my name gently and walked into the room. "You shouldn't be here," I spoke sadly and cuddled myself on the bed to show more sad emotions. He walked further to me and sat on the bed next to me. "I'm sorry, Shirley; I just didn't know how to tell you about it," he spoke calmly. I sniffed in and turned around to see him. "The pressure was--- "Pressure?" I cut him off in his words. It seems rather surprising to me that he admits that. "Pressure?" I repeated. This time, looking strict "Do you know the pressure I'm passing through right now, the humiliation from everyone?" I brought it to his notice. "We are a couple, Tremblay. "We share everything," I said and sniffed. He took hold of my hand and kissed it. "Please forgive me. I know you wouldn't like the idea; that's why I never bothered." He fixed his eyes upon mine while he rubbed his hands upon mine. "You know it's important that I have a child, right?" He asked me questions and clapped me on the back. "Don't worry, she's only to bear me children and nothing else," he muttered. I don't know why his words never calmed my tension down. The feeling of sharing my alpha with another woman was provoking. What if he falls in love with her genuinely? A man tends to be driven by his heart if a woman satisfies his needs. What if this breeder gives him a child? Who will I then be? "Shirley—Shirley!" When he called, I jumped back. There's no doubt he has been calling, and I didn't hear. "Hmm!" I whispered to let him know I was listening. "Let's go back downstairs," he suggested. "Back down to the ceremony?" I rejected and cuddled myself again. "Come on, the ceremony is over; I made sure everyone left afterwards," he confessed. He tickled me around my waist to trigger a laugh. I only smiled and began to blush. "Are you ready to go down with me now?" He asked with a warm smile. That's the Tremblay I married. Soft and charming. Not driven by an alpha title or the will to have an heir. He kissed me and told me he loved me in a soft voice. I feel special whenever he says that to me. It's been a while since we made love or engaged in romantic words. I missed those moments when he would hold my hand and admire my beauty. But now, he is choked up with running the affairs of the park house. We were lost in our long last moments when the door suddenly opened. Evelyn stepped into the room. She fled from us as she was standing in one place. "I've been looking everywhere for you," she said, directing her gaze to Tremblay. "Oh!" He muttered, glanced at me, and then monitored her. "It's our first night," she seemed to be reminding me of the tradition. He is to make love to her on their first night. He dropped me back on the bed gently and motioned to her. I felt abandoned at that moment. He was really going to leave me here to have s*x with her.