Alpha's Cursed Luna novel Chapter 31

BARBARA

The music of loud party dancing filled my ears. I rested my forearms on the bar counter, crossing my milky legs on top of the other as I felt several pairs of eyes all over me at this very moment. I could feel them leave traces of lust and desire as their eyes traveled all the way down to the spot in between my legs, but I couldn't bring myself to give two shits when my body is trembling out of pure, delicious excitement. Although it was short-lived. The sudden feeling of his crotch grazing my belly at that time left a spark which triggered something deep within. An overwhelming desire and want I haven't been able to feel for somebody else. Well, except for one particular man. I downed my drink the next second his face popped up into my head.

Sigh.

"Hey, can I buy you a drink?" A tall well-muscled man with the blonde hair and ocean blue eyes looking like in his late twenties swiftly landed his ass on the seat right next to me. His flirtatious smile and narcissistic appeal only vexed me more than attract me.

"No. Now can you get out of my face?" I replied harshly. Not even bothering to make eye contact with someone ordinarily boring as this guy.

"What if I don't?"

I heaved out a sharp breath before whipping my head to eye him, my other brow raising to my hairline when I see the cocky smirk on his face.

"Then my mate will come and beat the crap out of you," I threatened.

At first, his eyes narrowed at me and I spotted fear that was beginning to swirl in his blue eyes when suddenly, he decided to have the audacity to laugh mockingly at my words.

"Yeah? Then why aren't you carrying his mark?" He pointed a finger to my bare neck, around the area of my marking spot that still hasn't been marked. I couldn't help but gaze down at my neck myself. Only then did I feel a twinge of sadness and pain weighing down on my heart the longer I stared at my blank, pale white skin.

As soon as I realized I was actually starting to feel bothered by this stupid nonsense, I snapped my head up to glare at the man sitting right next to me.

"Ain't none of your damn business," I spatted.

"Woah, easy now"

He raised his palms into the air in a defensive position, and I let out a threatening growl warning him not to step outside his boundaries no more than he already have. He gulped and scurried away from my sight in an instant.

The urge to roll my eyes ruled over my decision to keep a straight face. I pressed my lips together, shaking my head as I glanced down at the small, empty bottle in my hand.

Not too long after I sensed Paula's scent in the air as she sauntered over to me.

I shot my eyes at her almost immediately, glaring at her while she lifted herself up on the stool now available next to me.

"What took you so long?" I asked irritably.

"Oh calm you ass down, Barb. I just had a little fun," She pulled a guilty face, giving me those big, round puppy-eyes as she toyed with her forefingers, blinking innocently at my face.

I shook my head, half-shocked but also half-expecting this to happen whenever Paula met those two bodyguards my father hired to look after us, twenty-four seven.

"Don't tell me you just got banged by those two again?" I raised a brow at her. Whereas she shrugged and licked the corner of her lips tauntingly.

"Uhh, I can't help it?" She giggles and I let out a groan.

"Besides, they're my mates." She reasoned.

"Two of them?" I felt like my brows disappeared into my hairline the moment she spoke.

Paula tucked her hair behind her earlobe, glancing at out bodyguards before winking at them.

"Oh enough about me. How did it go?"

I had to blink several more times before I completely took off my mind from the fact Paula has two mates. Two!

Smiling, I shoved empty bottle in my purse before turning my head to face her.

"It went smoother than I expected," I informed. I knew I was desperate. Surrendering to this method of mine has certainly been a dead give-away for that. When I 'bumped' into Alpha Alexander a little while earlier, it took everything I had in me not to wrap my arms around his neck that instant. And while he was busy ironing out his clothes with his hands, I immediately took the opportunity to slip a few drops into each of his glasses. My heart couldn't stop thudding like thunderstorms inside me ever since.

Paula nodded.

Even now, I still could not believe I was able to pull off that stunt by myself!

I laugh to myself.

Adrian Wade. Alexander's brother who claimed to be my mate at school some years ago, when he turned 18. I thought he was cute, though. But that was before I learned he was just some puny human with no wolf. That fucking turned me off and I turned him down the harshest possible way there is. He glared then cursed at me that very day, swearing he will hunt me down and force me to submission. That day, I had sneered at him and told him to fuck off.

Adrian chuckles as he nudges his nose hard against my head. I can hear him inhale and exhale roughly, his breathing sounding more and more hoarse the closer my body pushed up against his crotch. Pressing my lips into a thin line, I forced my eyes shut, awaiting his harsh response.

"Do you want me to remind you, Barbara?" He replies huskily, gently tugging some of my blonde hair that has cascaded down my waist to the side before planting small, sweet kisses on the fresh skin on my shoulder and neck. All hair on my body stood knowing too damn well he fucking meant what he just said, and he doesn't live to play silly love games with me now.

I gulped, debating whether I should answer that question or not.

"N-No need," In the end, I decided against his idea, though deep within my heart, I knew my body would do anything to feel his body against me once again. A hollow formed in my throat as I recall that day. The day I lost my virginity to Adrian fucking Wade. The wolf-less handsome fuck everyone secretly despised in the old school days.

A chortle tore through him before he grabbed my wrist and power-walked us towards an empty guest room, practically shoving everyone out of the way with a threatening growl. I struggled to keep up with him, but that also reminded me he still is a werewolf, even if he doesn't have his own wolf at the moment.

Locking the door behind him, he pushed me forcefully to the bed. Jiggling off his belt while he stalked towards me. I was quick to sit up so I could get down from here and out of this fucking place, but his hands darted to my thighs, pinning me on the bed while I squirmed in absolute defiance.

"No!"

I hear Adrian chuckle before grabbing my wrists and lifting it above my head. I didn't know why, but whenever he touched me, I would tremble and my personality then switches from a big badass bitch to a fucking mute, scared little kitten who cannot fucking talk back or even put up a fucking fight. Like I used to with that bitch Eleanor.

Adrian abruptly pulls me out of my thoughts when he lunged in, ravaging my mouth with his tongue, dominating me.

He shoved my other leg to the side, forcing my thighs to part wide enough for him to move his knee between them. His hand slid down to the lace of my panties, tracing my clit while rubbing small, deliberate circles which immediately cause my head to roll back to the bed.

I grunted, cursing myself for letting this piece of shit do things I would never allow him to do if I were in my right mind. Thing is, I'm not fully in my right mind. Just for tonight.

"Adrian..." I whisper his name, and he stops.

Irritated, I lift my head to eye him with tightly furrowed brows. Right when I was about to give him a piece of my fucking mind, he freed his lower member, ripped off my panties then pumped his pulsing cock deep and hard into my throbbing core.