My Alpha’s Betrayal: Married to my Husband’s Stepbrother

Aria His warm mouth traced a slow path down my neck, sending shivers through my body that made my legs curl. I sighed, throwing my head to the side as I did my best to contain the sensation. Everything felt so good and intense, with a strange heat spreading through my body like I was under the influence of some potion. I chuckled slightly at the thought of it, lifting my face so he could gain access to the skin below my chin. Everywhere his lips touched me, my body burned and I could feel my wetness increasing as I waited for him. I tried to open my eyes, but the room spun much more than I could contain. My limbs were heavy, and my thoughts were far too cloudy. I knew my resistance to wine was not as strong as every other Alpha wolf, but I had allowed myself to down so much more than I could carry. Don’t blame me, it was the night of my celestial Union, my mating ceremony with the only wolf I had ever loved since I came of age. My parents were not exactly pleased with my union with him, but once I had the chance to be with him, I grabbed it. I could not blame them, I understood perfectly that they could not relate to the vulnerability of love, and I do not hold it against them. I struggled to speak, but I forced myself to mutter his name. “Damon.” Saying his name always gave me some kind of satisfaction and I blushed as he replied with a deep and approving growl, as his fingers fiddled with my breast. Softly, I let out a moan. Before I could say any words, his tongue began to dance around my n*****s at the same time that his hand skimmed along my thigh, sending a rush of fire through my veins. My breath hitched as his lips pressed against mine. I wanted to call his name and yell out to him that I had desperately waited for this day for us, but the thoughts could barely escape my lips. With a sluggish voice, I murmured. “I… “I… love… you…” I drawled. For a moment, I hated myself so badly that I had allowed myself to consume so much alcohol on a day like this. I needed to hold Damon’s hair as he thrust into me, and look straight into his eyes. I had fantasized all of this with him, but I could not even put my body into it right now. A deep sound rumbled against my skin in approval, as his mouth devoured mine with possessive hunger. Everything was perfect, except the scent of Damon was not exactly familiar. But I did not think of it. Before I could even process my thoughts, his hands spread my legs and settled between them, and every inch of morality that I had slipped away. His hands gripped my hips, tilting me toward his hard c**k, and I gasped at the intimate pressure against my core. I was completely bare before him, and the warmth of our closeness ran through my spine as chills. The initial press of his c**k against my v****a was slow and teasing, making me arch my back in response. “Please, I want you.” He let out a soft chuckle, and with a single firm thrust, he sank into me completely. I gasped, my fingers grabbing the sheets tightly as the pleasure consumed me, and caused my belly to churn. His movements inside of me were deliberately measured strokes that left me trembling beneath him. My breaths began to double to the rhythm of his movement, just as he quickened his pace hitting my walls firmly "Damon..." I breathed again, the pleasure I felt building to an unbearable climax that made my toes curl, and my thoughts even more cloudy. He didn't respond with words, only letting out a low growl that vibrated against my neck as he buried himself deeper. All of my body burned, and it did not help with his tightened grips against my hips, and how his hips filled the open space between my thighs. Everything felt too intense, and a little overwhelming. And I knew quite well that I should ask, about why Damon was not saying anything, or why my body felt so limp, and I could barely bring my eyelids to open. But the sensations that drowned me were too powerful to resist. The pleasure within me peaked so much, and suddenly I snapped, my release crashing over me like a rushing tap. My body shook violently, as I steadied myself by digging my nails into his back. He followed soon after, letting out shaky groans as he released his juice, some of the liquid dropping on my skin. My breathing slowed, as a small smile began to form on my lips. Suddenly, I felt him slip away, the warmth of his body disappearing from my hold. A strange unease curled in my chest, but exhaustion pulled at me, dragging me to sleep before I could make sense of anything. I finally shut my eyes giving in to everything that consumed me, but before I could get a moment’s silence, the door burst open. I barely had a moment to react before a deep, familiar voice sliced through the haze clouding my mind. “What the f**k is this?” I knew that voice. It was Damon. It sent a jolt through my body, momentarily sobering me. I pushed myself up on shaky arms, the sheets pooling around my bare skin, exposing my vulnerable state. Confusion settled heavily in my chest as I looked toward the doorway, where my mate—my husband—stood, his dark eyes burning with fury. Behind him, several pack members were gathered, their faces twisted in shock and disgust. I blinked rapidly, trying to understand why they were here, and why Damon was looking at me like I was the filth beneath his feet. “Damon?” My voice cracked from exhaustion. His lips curled in a sneer as his gaze remained focused on the bed, the crumpled sheets, and the almost-exposed me. “Don’t,” he snarled, stepping forward. “Don’t f*****g say my name like that.” My stomach twisted painfully. What was he talking about? My body still felt heavy and my thoughts were sluggish. I forced myself to murmur with a frown on my face, as I pulled a sheet up to my chest. “What is going on?” Damon let out a bitter laugh, that stung on my skin like silver. “You are something, Aria. Should you not tell me what is going on?” “I don’t understand…” My voice was low, and I felt as though my body was beginning to wear off the influence of whatever it was that consumed me. “You don’t understand? Okay. Let me tell you.” I could barely see Damon clearly, but from the way he sounded, I knew he was so pissed. “Did you have fun spreading your legs for another man while I was downstairs celebrating our union?” Gasps filled the room, accompanied by murmurs. “How would she betray him this way?” “Oh, it’s obvious she never liked him.” “Now I see why she went for a wolf lower than her in ranking.” “It was clear she wanted to cheat on him and keep him under her hold.” “Thanks to the moon goddess we won’t allow that.” Tears began to fill my eyes as I tried to make sense of everything they were saying. “No. No, I didn’t—I was with you, Damon” The tears rolled down as I shook my head weakly. Instantly, Damon growled. “Do not lie to me.” I wanted to defend myself before a sickening chill ran through my spine. “No, no… it can’t be.” I clutched my head tightly, trying to recall details, anything I could use to prove myself innocent. But my mind was a blur and the only thing that came through was the pleasure, the warmth, and a certain unfamiliar scent that I had foolishly ignored. Terror gripped me, tightening my lungs as I lifted my gaze to Damon. “I thought it was you. Please believe me.” “Liar!” He spat, then turned to the wolves behind. “Let me humor you. I cheat on my mate on the night of my MATING ceremony and tell her that I did not cheat. I only mistook her for someone else.” One of the elder wolves gathered there snapped. “It does not make sense. This is an abomination.” “Please,” I pleaded, shaking my head as tears burned my vision. “I don’t know what happened. Someone—someone must have—” “Enough!” Damon’s growl silenced the whispers around us. He took another step forward, his entire body trembling with fury. “You were mine, Aria. I trusted you. And you—” His voice broke for a fraction of a second before he forced the emotion away. “You disgust me.” I gasped, my entire world tilting on its axis. “No… Damon please, you have to believe me.” Damon turned to the pack members behind him, his expression hardening into one of pure authority. “Take her to the dungeons.” A collective murmur spread through the crowd, and I could feel the disgust in their eyes against my skin. My breath caught in my throat. “Damon, no! Please!” But he didn’t even look at me. Before I could scramble off the bed, strong hands grabbed my arms, yanking me up. I barely had time to hold the sheets against my body before I was dragged forward. “Damon!” I screamed, kicking against the warriors who restrained me. “Please, listen to me! I didn’t do anything!” Instead of listening to my pleas, he spoke those words to my surprise. “I, Damon Ironfang, Alpha of Lunar Crest pack, reject you, Aria Nightborne as my mate and Luna.” Instantly, I felt like my world collapsed.