Chapter 3
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Charles POV
I should have gone to bed.
I should have ignored that impulse that had me walking to her door.
I should have…fuck! There's too much that I should not have done
Instead I was standing in the middle of my bedroom with my c**k hard enough to split wood and her name sitting on my tongue like a sin I had already decided to commit.
Reina.
Twenty years old.
My daughter's best friend.
Mine.
I had known she was at the party before I saw her.
Her scent reached me first.
It was soft and warm.
That alluring and tempting scent found me like it always did.
Like it was looking for me specifically.
I had gripped the balcony railing and looked down and found her immediately.
She was wearing a white bunny mask.
And almost nothing else.
Two years had passed since I caught a whiff of that scent of hers that made my beast go feral everytime.
Two years of watching her disappear into oversized shirts and baggy hoodies that swallowed every curve whole.
Two years of knowing what was underneath and being a man about it.
Of telling myself that she was my daughter's best friend. That I was old enough to be her father.
That if I took her, I would ruin her for good.
All that was stolen away from me in a single day.
No, a single night.
That bikini she wore, it was a damn exhibition.
Those hips.
That waist.
The way her body moved when she thought no one was watching.
She looked so loose and unguarded and so goddamn beautiful it made my back teeth ache.
I watched her dance and told myself I was watching because she was in my house, disobeying my direct order and someone needed to keep eyes on the situation.
I told myself that for about four minutes.
Then a male put his hand on her waist.
He f*****g touched her.
The growl started low in my chest but I swallowed it.
The annual summer party was happening…there was no need to spill blood because that's what my beast was demanding…that fucker’s blood.
So, I did what a reasonable man does.
I stood completely still and watched his thumb press into her hip like he had any right.
He didn't.
Nobody did.
She was mine and only I had the right to touch her.
I glared at them, controlling myself not to jump over the balcony and snap someone's neck.
The piercing glare must have reached her.
She looked up and her eyes found me immediately… like she felt it.
I let her see me looking.
Let her understand exactly what she'd walked into tonight.
She panicked and excused herself.
She was escaping like the prey she was.
As the hunter, how could I let that happen?
So I waited for her in the hallways.
The guest thing that hit me was her scent. But then, I caught a whiff of something else…arousal.
My little bunny was aroused from playing with boys?
She thought about spreading her legs for someone else?
Something dark and sinister stirred inside me and chose to use the harshest words on her.
"You like that kind of stuff? Watching whores being used and stretched? Is that what you are craving right now by walking around all aroused?” I spat.
I wanted her to combust.
I wanted to watch the shame and the want destroy each other across her face.
She was not allowed to feel anything for anyone else.
She opened her mouth but nothing came out.
Her scent hit me again.
Her arousal was thickening.
She was dripping.
Reina was standing in my hallway in almost nothing, looking up at me with those eyes and she was absolutely soaked.
For me?
I turned and walked away before I did something that couldn't be undone.
I made it to my room.
I even made it to the bed.
I sat on the edge of it with my elbows on my knees and my face in my hands and stayed there like a man who still had options.
I didn't have options anymore.
I reached into my sweatpants and took myself in hand.
Thick.
Angry.
Leaking already.
I worked myself slowly.
I thought about her spread out beneath me… those thighs pushed apart, that body finally uncovered and all of it mine to ruin at whatever pace I chose.
I thought about her mouth.
Whether she'd beg.
Whether she'd say Daddy the way I suspected she wanted to.
"Reina."
Her name came out rough.
Low.
Just for the dark of this room.
I stroked harder.
My mind raced and I thought about sinking into her… deep and slow and devastating.
I imagined watching her take every inch with those eyes going glassy and that mouth falling open around a sound I'd been imagining for two years.
I thought about knotting her.
Filling her so completely she'd feel me for days.
Leaving her gaping, wrecked and marked so thoroughly that every unmated male in this pack would smell me on her and know.
She was touched.
She was claimed.
She was Mine.
But no matter how I worked on myself, nothing seemed to work.
I was still hard and angry
Frustrated, I left my room, ready to head to the woods and shift.
Maybe letting my beast free would dispel some of the tension burning inside me!
Big mistake.
At the hallway, I went completely still.
"Daddy…" Reina moaned in a muffled and desperate voice.
I remained glued outside her partially opened door and listened.
She was loud and completely shameless, like she wanted me to hear.
Standing there, it felt like she was pressing every filthy sound through that door on purpose then offering them up, confessing with her body what her mouth hadn't said yet.
My hand wrapped around my c**k in the hallway.
I stroked myself to the sound of her falling apart.
To my name breaking apart on her tongue over and over.
To the sound of her fingers working her soaked cunt and still not getting what she needed.
What only I could give her.
Reina screamed my name like a prayer she'd been holding for two years.
My c**k throbbed and tightened on my jeans to a point of hurting.
I moved my hand to stroke it only to realise that I was standing in the hallway.
Outside my daughter's best friend's door.
If a pack member saw me like this…
“ Sooner or later, I will ruin you bunny.” I whispered then turned around and walked away.
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