In Love With Twin Alphas

s*x with the Alpha

Chapter 3

We continued to make love. Flashbacks of Lucas flashed through my mind, but after a few more rounds of s*x, the image of Lucas disappeared at the back of my mind. I could now visualize Damien in my head, and he was handsome.

I had never seen anyone like him, and even as we continued to make love on the ground, I was optimistic that no man could ever be as hot as a werewolf. He turned me over and started to f**k me in the dog position. I felt like the whole forest could hear me moaning, and I was pretty sure, yes, very confident, that every animal in the woods had heard us.

For some reason, Damien didn't care at all. I shuddered to think what would happen if someone walked into the forest and caught us red-handed in the middle of hot, erotic s*x.

"I want more." His breath was hot and heavy.

"What?" I was breathless, and I moved my hand downwards.

"I want you so bad." His mouth slides downwards as well.

"Wait, stop!" I chided him to stop.

Too late. He was already in the V area. Unfortunately, I was already dripping wet.

"Stop, stop..."

I continued to moan, and I tried to push him away this time. I wriggled, and I managed to stop him. Surprised at my strength, I held him onto the ground.

"You're a newborn. Your strength will stay with you for three months. You're stronger than me at the moment."

I gasped. I looked downwards. He was so big. I began to wonder if he should audition for a porn movie. Shaking the thought away, I decided to slide away from him before I lost myself again.

With some effort, we broke apart, and after fifteen minutes of cooling down, we slowly gathered our clothes and walked back home. It was almost dark, but our eyes stayed sharp. I was shocked to know that now I had night vision.

When we got back to the house, Damien clapped his forehead.

"What's wrong?"

"Food shortage."

"I'm not hungry. Are you?"

"Yes."

"Uhm. Okay."

"Let's head to the hawker store."

"Alright."

Forty-five minutes later, Damien put ten raw chickens, ten, I counted, into a plastic bag, and we trodded back to his house. What shocked me was that he ate all ten in front of me. I observed him closely and felt that he needed to be more civilized. However, I was too soon to judge because he pulled out a tuxedo suit from his cabinet and asked me out for dinner.

"You still want to go for dinner?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Alright."

Fifteen minutes later, we were on our first date, and the food was good.

"I need to introduce you to my twin brother, Philip. I had a terrible car accident, and I was bitten by a wolf on the road. Wolf, not man-wolf, like the way I bit you. He had a pair of yellow eyes. That was about fifty years ago."

"So, I'm dating a fifty-year-old?"

"No, I'm seventy-four, this December."

"Shall we check the horoscope for compatibility?"

"No dear. You are my soul mate. I can feel it in my bones."

Damien took my hands into his.

"I have been waiting for fifty years to get a soul mate. I have never met someone that can make me feel the way you make me feel."

I gasped. Was he going to propose after a club night? I hope not. I was not going to marry at eighteen. I knew the obligations of married life and wanted to finish my studies first. However, I was also sure that we needed to know each other better first, and we were supposed to date the natural way, not end up in bed like a fling, as soul mates do not marry that way.

"Tell me more about your brother, Philip."

"We are inseparable. He got me back to life after that car accident. Although it was the wolf that saved me, my brother was the one that dragged me to the car to drive me to the hospital.

"You'll be fine, bro."

"I'm counting on you, Philip."

Half an hour later, the doctor had no idea why Damien was at the hospital. The wounds had healed completely, and now Damien had even better reflexes than before the car accident. After an x-ray scan, the doctor kept asking us why Damien was at the hospital. Philip looked more mystified than Damien when both of them went back home.

What happened later was unexplainable. Damien went mad and bit his brother, Philip. Philip changed as well. They had a big fight, and Philip ran away for a year before both brothers reunited. They had a good brawl outside the house, and Philip snarled at Damien for turning him into a wolf. Damien told him he had a fever and was a pure accident.

Fever. I touched my forehead and realized that I went through the same thing Damien went through when he first got bitten. I pondered if he was hungry at that time too. I rested next to Damien and attempted to snuggle him. Damien shifted a bit. He stared at me. I poked him in his ribs.

"I'm not dinner. Don't look at me like that."

"Oh." The wolf turned in the other direction. I could see him observing me from the side of his eyes. I shrugged back at the sofa, and I was dinner for today.

"Am I staying here tonight?"

"Yes."

"Can I rest? We've had enough s*x for today."

Damien looked at me with big eyes. He nodded.

"I'll be a gentleman and let you sleep on the bed. I'll take the couch."

After that, Damien went upstairs to drag down some pillows and a thick comforter to prepare for bed. Ten minutes after the lights went out, I was still thinking of the earlier events. I was now a she-wolf, and I was now with a new partner, Damien. I finally got rid of Lucas and the memory of the car accident.

Closing my eyes, I slept peacefully.