Bound by the Alpha’s Shadow

First Taste

Aria’s POV:

I could barely stand after he finished with me against the couch. My legs felt like jelly and his c*m was already dripping down my inner thighs. Lucian did not give me a second to recover. He turned me around, lifted me like I weighed nothing, and carried me through the penthouse.

His bedroom was huge and dark. A massive king bed dominated the center with black silk sheets that looked expensive as hell. He dropped me on my back and stood over me, slowly unbuttoning the rest of his shirt. Every inch of revealed muscle made my mouth go dry. Broad chest, hard abs, and that deep V that disappeared into his pants.

“Take off the dress,” he ordered. His voice was rough, still thick with lust.

My fingers trembled as I pulled the fabric over my head and tossed it aside. I was completely naked now, exposed under his hungry stare. My n*****s were tight and aching. My p***y still throbbed from how hard he had f****d me.

Lucian shoved his pants down and his c**k sprang free. Thick, long, and still hard. The head was glistening with our mixed juices. He stroked himself slowly as he looked at me.

“Beautiful,” he murmured. “And all f*****g mine for the next year.”

He climbed onto the bed and spread my thighs wide. This time he took his time. His mouth closed over one n****e, sucking hard while his fingers played between my legs. He pushed two fingers back inside me, then three, stretching me open again while his thumb rubbed my swollen c**t in slow circles.

I moaned loudly, my back arching off the bed. It felt too good. I hated how much I loved it.

“You’re soaking my hand again,” he growled against my breast. “Such a greedy little pussy.”

He moved lower, kissing down my stomach until his face was between my thighs. The first swipe of his tongue made me cry out. He licked me slowly at first, savoring every drop, then attacked my c**t with his mouth. He sucked it hard, flicking it with his tongue while his fingers pumped faster.

I grabbed his hair, hips grinding against his face like I had lost control. He groaned in approval and ate me even more aggressively. The wet, filthy sounds of his mouth on my p***y filled the room. I came hard, thighs clamping around his head as pleasure crashed through me.

Lucian did not stop. He kept licking me through the orgasm until I was shaking and oversensitive. Only then did he rise up and position his c**k at my entrance.

“Look at me,” he commanded.

Our eyes locked as he pushed inside. The stretch was even more intense this time. He filled me completely, bottoming out with a deep groan. Then he started moving. Hard, deep strokes that made the bed creak.

“f**k, Aria. You feel perfect around my cock.”

He f****d me like he was claiming territory. One hand pinned my wrists above my head while the other gripped my hip. Every thrust hit that spot inside me that made stars explode behind my eyes. I came again, screaming his name as my walls squeezed him tight.

He flipped me onto my stomach, pulled my ass up, and slammed back in. The new angle let him go even deeper. His balls slapped against my c**t with every powerful stroke. I was lost in it. Moaning, cursing, pushing back to meet him.

“Mine,” he growled repeatedly. “This p***y is mine.”

When he came the second time, he buried himself to the hilt and stayed there. I felt his c**k pulse as he filled me again, so much c*m that it leaked out around him. He stayed inside me for a long time, grinding slowly, like he was making sure it stayed deep.

We f****d two more times before dawn. Once in the shower where he took me against the tiles, and again on the bed where he made me ride him until my legs gave out.

By the time the sun started rising, I was exhausted, sore in the best and worst ways, and covered in his marks. Lucian pulled me against his chest and fell asleep almost immediately. I lay there wide awake, staring at the ceiling.

What the hell had I done?

I finally slipped out of bed when my stomach growled. I found one of his shirts in the closet and pulled it on. It smelled like him. Clean and masculine with that wild edge.

On the nightstand was a note in bold handwriting.

“Welcome to your new life, little mate. Breakfast is waiting. Don’t even think about running. You belong to me now.”

Under the note was a delicate silver chain with a small wolf pendant. It felt strangely warm when I picked it up. I clasped it around my neck without thinking.

As I walked toward the kitchen, I heard voices. A woman was speaking.

When I entered, a tall, beautiful woman with sleek auburn hair and piercing green eyes turned to look at me. She was dressed in a perfect business suit. Renata, I guessed from the way she assessed me like competition.

“Mr. Vale’s new toy is awake,” she said coolly. “Breakfast is on the counter.”

Before I could respond, Lucian walked in wearing only sweatpants that hung low on his hips. He pulled me against him and kissed me deeply, right there in front of her. His hand slipped under the shirt and squeezed my bare ass.

“Clear my schedule until noon, Renata. I’m not done breaking in my new pet.”

Renata’s smile never reached her eyes. “Of course, sir.”

She left, but the look she gave me over her shoulder sent chills down my spine.

Lucian spun me around and bent me over the kitchen island. He pushed the shirt up and slid into me again from behind, slow and deep this time.

“Eat your breakfast while I f**k you,” he whispered in my ear.

I tried. I really did. But by the time he knotted me for the first time right there in the kitchen, I had forgotten all about food. The stretch of his swelling knot locked us together as he came deep inside me again. The pleasure was so intense I nearly blacked out.

Hours later, when he finally left for a meeting, I sat on the couch trying to process everything. My body ached. My mind was spinning.

That was when my phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number.

“Your brother was not the only one who owed me. And Lucian has been watching you for months. Ask him about the setup.”

My blood ran cold.

I looked down at the wolf pendant resting between my breasts. It was still warm.

And for the first time, real fear mixed with the lingering heat between my legs.

What the hell had I actually signed up for?