The Alpha's Opportunist Luna.

Scorned!

Sophie's Point Of View

I try to push back, but I cannot get anywhere else. He sauntered into my back and pressed his massive body against me.

“You have been anticipating my arrival, have not you?” His fingers trail up, grazing the inside of my arm.

Then trace my wrist once more. “Even though it is only jeering, perhaps you enjoy the attention.”

Spitting out, “You are disgusting,”

I am grounded as he laughs and looks at me.

Before I can stop him—which I could not have done in the position I was in—his right hand lifts, and his fingers land on my chin, tilting my head upward.

He runs his thumb over my jaw.

I feel my heart thumping in my ears.

“I could make them stop,” he whispers to himself. “If I were urged to do so.”

His nose brushes against the bend of my neck as he takes a deep breath. I lock up all over.

The warmth of his breath caresses my skin.

Heart palpitations.

I need to push him away.

Inform him to go. Demand that I regain my honour.

“In your opinion, should I?”Once more, he breathes. My heart must beat so quickly that he can hear it.

Subsequently, his hand slides down, his knuckles brushing against the hem of my robe, just enough to cause my skin to burn.

With great slowness, he raises his head and places his lips close to my ear.

At last, I look him in the eye, and I see it—

I recognize the hunger, the hot gaze.

Once I knew too well, especially from all the men I had encountered.

Lust!

As though he wants to be skin to skin with me, he pushes himself closer.

He keeps glancing from my eyes to my mouth.

I must stop it before it happens, even though I know what is about to happen.

I close my eyes and accept his mouth on mine, though, as he leans in and is only an inch from my lips.

Xavier gives me a hard, harsh kiss.

He ravishes my mouth without waiting for me to breathe. I groan every time he thrusts his tongue.

His body heat.

The way he held me down with one hand while pressing his body against mine made me enjoy this more than I should have.

All of this was too much for me to bear.

My mind was hazy.

I slowly utter his name, “Xavier,”

Still attempting to push him away from me because this was not right.

The last thing I wanted was for him to blame me for not stopping him.

I called his name, and he responded by squeezing my hands together more tightly.

I raise my leg to knee him out of frustration, but he must have seen my coming. He lets go of my hands and hoists me up over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes.

“Please let me down! Let me down just now.” I only received a grunt from him.

He ungraciously dumps me on the bed after approaching it. I realize right away that I am just wearing a robe.

He did not resemble himself. He has darkened eyes and his hands are moving in circles up and down my thighs.

“You will regret this, Xavier,” I grit my teeth. There was an increasing lustful tension in the air.

“Do you despise me?” He speaks softly as he asks.

I feel his nose brush against my neck as he bends his head.

I shiver with longing and desire as I watch the slow motion.

“Wife, hurry. Say the things you yelled in my face just now." My stomach ached no less when his minty breath touched my skin.

Under my robe, his hands get higher and higher, and I can practically feel him at my core.

Choppy gasps of breath begin to escape my body.

Fearful? When he smirks at me and stands up straight, the warmth that was all around me vanishes.

Panic strikes when he suddenly grabs hold of my robe's rope.

“I despise YOU!” At him, I yell. What was the purpose of his absurd games with me?

There is a deathly smirk on his face. It was expressionless.

“All right,” he says, before yanking the rope.

When my robe falls off, I am exposed underneath.

In an attempt to shield myself from him as much as possible, I quickly raise my hands, but it is pretty pointless.

“Amazing.” He says in a whisper.

All of my barriers come tumbling down as he stoops to give me the sweetest look.

He crawls on top of me, puts both of his Nadas next to my head, leans in, and kisses me once more.

It is gentler this time, and I eventually give in to him.

You will have a great time; just unwind, and I will take care of you." His eyes were shaded, and he appeared intoxicated by desire.

He was true to his word; I screamed his name so loudly that everyone in the building, including the maids, could hear.

Several times after my high, I had shuddered in his arms, and I was astounded by his strength.

With his chest heaving from our fifth round of i*********e, Xavier sags next to me.

It was my best yet, I admit, but I could not shake the nagging feeling that the night's joy would fade by morning.

“Xavier,” When I turned to face him, he was already sound asleep.

I was unable to keep my eyes open for very long, and I soon fell asleep as well.

—” What did you do last night?” When I turn to my side, he is looking at me with a hateful expression on his face.

This is what I had anticipated. I got up slowly because I was sore.

I was still a mess because I did not have an opportunity to clean up. I narrow my eyes and throw back at him.

“What just happened?”

He imitated my question…

“The prohibition against intimacy was one of the guidelines. How could you allow this to take place?”He hurls back at me.

Waves of anger flow from him, and his fists are balled up by his sides.

“What? Are you seriously joking? Are you unable to recall what you did? How did you restrain me and keep me from moving? I was protesting when you kissed me.

How did you put me on the bed and take off my robe? How did you make love to me several times during the night?” Furious, I yell.

There is no way he could be attempting to blame me for this. He did it all.