Chapter7
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Sebastian's POV
….Serenye….
That girl. That scent. That heat. That sexy body. That confident aura.
She is truly something else. Something that made my chest rumble with desires. Something that made my wolf—Storm—growled inside me. Something that made my c**k twitch for the very time in years.
Since my mate died five years ago, I have not had s*x with any other woman. In fact, the sight of women disgusted me, but she… Serenye; the girl was different.
The moment she climbed down the staircase, her scent filled my nostrils; it was so seductive and addictive that my Storm went giddy.
And when she came into sight, I literally forgot how to think. Her breasts were full and heavy—struggling to stay inside the sundress. They looked like they ached and needed my palms to soothe. Her n*****s were so hard that I had imagined how it would feel to have them between my fangs and fingers.
And her arousal?
Oh God, it was dripping shamelessly, and the scent filled the air so much that I couldn't just take my eyes off her cunt area. I bet it will be clean shaved with pink little buds, slick folds and tight.
When Lyanna introduced us, and she zoned out, I could tell that she was struggling just the way I was… or maybe more.
And when she called my name
….. Sebastian….
It rolled out perfectly from her soft lips that I wanted to close around my c**k and, yes… it made my chest rumbled in response. Storm growled out at the sound of her smooth voice, urging me to claim her, which was strange because Storm and I had been in disagreement since my wolf died because of my mistake.
But I reminded him that he is my son's ex-mate and my daughter's best friend. And yeah, I think Caius was stupid for rejecting her, but then, I can't blame him because I ruined my own son.
A girl as young as she is… shouldn't even be of interest to me to all the powerful she-wolves in the kingdom who wanted a piece of me. The women won't let me breathe, but I have been avoiding them; I can't afford to betray my late mate a second time, especially not in death.
I had quickly left them so they wouldn't notice the bugle in my pants or the fact that my wolf might really lose control and claim her before I realized it.
When I went back to my room, I couldn't keep calm. I paced around my room like a ragged beast about to go feral. My chest heaved like a man in war, but then there was a war—a war between my wolf and I, a war between my c**k and briefs, and a war between desires and morals.
So I decided to go to the pool—to swim her off my mind. Everything was going well until she came over in that revealing swimsuit and I knew I was in deep trouble from the way my c**k throbbed, but thank Goddess, it was buried inside the water.
I let her manipulate me into teaching her how to swim. But when she purposely pressed her ass against my c**k, I asked her what she really wanted, and she admitted that she wanted me.
I didn't expect her reply to be that straight, shameless and desperate. She didn't even mind the fact that I was her ex-mate and best friend. Never have I seen a woman that courageous in my entire life.
She was bold—too bold that I couldn't help but think that she had a hidden agenda. Besides, no woman had ever had that type of effect on me before, and I wonder what exactly her deal was. So, I reached the conclusion that she was sent by my enemies. Of course, my wolf would have alerted me if she was evil, but with the use of forbidden black magic everywhere, my wolf might have been manipulated too.
I confronted her about it, but she denied her. And I let her go—not because I believe her but because I have the most active private investigator who'd discover whatever she is in seconds.
As I looked at her wet body—i could see her pink n*****s and the outline of her p***y—i knew I shouldn't stay any longer, so I walked out of the pool. Still, she won't let me leave in peace. She still pointed out my arousal in my panties even though I told her that she is a kid, and I would never be caught dead f*****g my son's ex-mate; I won't let Caius hate me more than he already did.
I walked out of the building and immediately I mindlinked my gamma and best friend, Edward. “Tell the private investigator to find out everything about one Serenye Hale.”
“Serenye Hale?” he repeated. “Who is that?”
“Just do what I asked you to do!” I snapped.
“Roger that, Alpha.”
By the time I got to my room, I couldn't help it anymore; my c**k was aching so much, and I really needed to jerk off.
I yanked the drawer open, grabbed the lubricant tube and put a generous amount in my palm. I removed the towel and toss it away, then my briefs. My c**k sprang out. It was harder than I had ever seen, and it was all because of her, thick with strokes of veins on it and the red swollen tip leaking shamelessly like he had never seen a p***y before.
I walked towards the single couch, lowered myself onto it and parted my thighs open. I palmed my c**k and stroked it.
“f**k…” I groaned, throwing my head back as pleasure coursed through me. I began stroking up and down, stopping briefly to press my thumb on the tip.
“Hmmmmmm,” a guttural growl tore off my throat as I squeezed my heavy balls roughly. “Oh… Moon.”
Then involuntarily, my mind drifted off. To her—the omega who had disrupted my world in just the few hours that she got here. Her scent. Her corruptible heat. Her breasts. Her p***y. Those smooth thighs.
Oh.. f**k. Serenye Hale is such a slut, dressed in that f*****g revealing swimsuit that covered nothing at all and pressing her succulent ass on my c**k.
I wanted to suckle her breasts until they ached and then kiss the pains away. I wanted to drill my fingers inside her cunt until she begged me to stop the pains and also begged me to continue because of how insanely good it is. I want to spank her ass and make her regret ever teasing me back there.
I imagined my hands were hers—softer, smaller… but enough to make me go crazy with desires.
“...Oh f**k…” I growled, picking up the pace. “Renyeeeeeeeeee….”
My thighs stiffened. My chest rumbled. I gritted my fangs hard…. And I shattered. Hot thick juice shot out of my tip and I collapsed back on the couch with my mouth open wide in disbelief.
I cumed in less than two minutes by just thinking about her.. Something I couldn't do in an hour while f*****g other women.
As my breathing slowed, I realized what I had done. I had f****d myself to the memories of a girl that I was old enough to father and, worse than… I had betrayed my late mate. She was the one I used to think about anytime I jerk off like that.. But I let a small girl take her place.
Fuck…
I thought I had healed from my obsession with s*x… but it seemed that I was still sick and this time…
I'm afraid I'm mentally, sexually and emotionally unfit—worse than I have ever been.
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