Chapter 32: Two n At The Sa Ti
??Aurora’s POV
??I stood there, frozen, my heart hamring against my ribs. Twenty thousand dollars. Just to attend a birthday party? That kind of money wouldn’t just help with my brother’s bills; it would change my entire life. It would give
a chance to breathe.
??But it was a ridiculous offer. A suspicious one.
??"Why ?" I managed to find my voice, clutching the edge of the door. "You have Casey. Everyone knows she’s basically the future queen. Why don’t you go with her?"
??Oliver’s expression shifted, a flicker of genuine annoyance crossing his handso face. "Casey likes drama. She turns every event into a spectacle for the caras, and I don’t want that for my mother. Please... I don’t want to go alone, and I don’t want to go with her."
??I studied him. For a split second, the powerful, untouchable Alpha King looked almost... vulnerable. He seed genuinely worried that I would reject him. My mind raced—I had read his official biography once, and it never ntioned his mother. It was always about his father and godfather. I didn’t even know she was alive.
??"Sure," I whispered, the word slipping out before I could overthink it. "I’ll do it."
??The change in him was instant. He didn’t just smirk or nod; he smiled. It was a wide, genuine, and blindingly handso smile that reached his eyes. It made my stomach do a strange, fluttering flip.
??"Thank you, Aurora. Truly," he said.
??I was caught completely off guard. He was thanking ? I was the one who should be bowing at his feet for such a massive amount of money.
??"I’ll let you rest," he added softly, his eyes lingering on mine for a beat too long before he turned and walked back toward his room.
??I closed the door and leaned my back against the wood, sliding down until I hit the floor. I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. My head was spinning. The rumors I had heard about the Alpha King—that he was cold, ruthless, and terrifying—didn’t match the man who had just stood in my hallway. This man was... nice. He was thoughtful.
??As I lay back on the bed, my mind kept drifting back to the club. Why did Oliver feel so familiar? Why did his presence spark the sa fire in my blood that the masked Dom did? And why do they sll so familiar?
??I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ignore the heat rising in my body. But as the image of him standing in the doorway replayed in my mind, my breath hitched.
??Right before he had turned to leave, my eyes had betrayed . They had drifted downward, away from his face, and I had seen it—the heavy bulge straining against the soft grey fabric of his sweatpants. It was impossible to miss, a thick, hard outline that made my mouth go dry instantly.
??He had been standing there, talking, while his body was clearly reacting to sothing else. Was it
or just the weather? The thought made my skin prickle with a mixture of fear and a dark, traitorous thrill.
??I shook my head, pressing my palms against my hot cheeks. Stop it, Aurora. I was a wolfless girl with a mountain of debt and a brother to save. I couldn’t afford to be distracted by the Alpha King’s anatomy. Yet, as I pulled the covers up, the scent of him—that rich, woodsy aroma of cedar—clung to the air in the room.
??It was the exact sa scent that had filled my lungs when the masked Dom had his hands on
at the club. The similarity was terrifying.
??I rolled onto my side, staring at the shadows on the wall, but my body was humming with a restless, frantic energy. The scent of cedar was everywhere—it was in the sheets, in the air, and seemingly under my skin. My mind was a chaotic blur of Oliver’s gentle smile and the masked Dom’s cruel, commanding hands.
??The heat between my legs beca an unbearable ache. Before I could talk myself out of it, I reached down, my trembling fingers sliding under the waistband of my panties. I was shocked to find myself already slick, a creamy heat coating my skin. I had never done this—I only knew about this from the romance books I had read.
??I let out a shaky breath and pushed a finger inside.
??"Oh..." I gasped into the quiet room.
??I was so tight, the sensation of my own finger stretching
was overwhelming. I squeezed my eyes shut, and imdiately, Oliver’s face appeared. I imagined him hovering over , those grey sweatpants gone, his thick, heavy cock finally finding its ho inside . I pictured him kissing my neck, his voice husky as he whispered my na.
??But as I began to move my finger in and out, the image shifted. Oliver’s face blurred and was replaced by the dark, terrifying leather of the mask. It was the Dom. In my mind, he was the one pinning my wrists above my head, his weight crushing
into the mattress. I felt the phantom sensation of him spreading my legs wide and sinking into
with one brutal, territorial thrust.
??I moaned, my hips arching off the bed. It was as if two different n were haunting my body at once. One mont it was Oliver’s warmth and his lips on mine; the next, it was the Dom’s lips sucking mine. My finger moved faster and deeper, mimicking the rhythm of a man, and the friction sent sparks of electricity through my core.
??"Fuck," I whimpered.
??I was losing my mind. The two n felt like two sides of the sa coin, both of them claiming
in ways I couldn’t explain. I pushed a second finger in, desperate for more, my breath coming in ragged sobs as I chased the peak. The ntal image of them—of him—taking
over and over was too much. My walls began to squeeze rhythmically around my fingers, and I fell over the edge, my body shaking with a violent, lonely climax that left
gasping for air.
??I didn’t stop shaking for a long ti. I lay in bed, breathing hard and staring at the ceiling. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. My fingers were still shaking, and I felt a new, heavy feeling deep inside.
??I was a virgin. I had always stayed away from n and anything that would lead
into having sex. But here I was, in the Alpha King’s house, losing control because of him. I was thinking about him and the masked man at the sa ti.
??What is wrong with ? I sat up slowly. My legs felt weak. I needed to wash my hands and get the scent of him off my skin. I went into the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face.
??I looked in the mirror. My lips were red and swollen because I had bitten them to stay quiet. My eyes looked different—darker and full of a hunger I didn’t know I had.
??Fuck!
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