Emma’s POV
"Sorry, I think I wander into the wrong area, this is for VIP customers only," I shout in panic.
Instantly I want to run away as my eyes land on him which is way more possessive in person than in front of the stage.
My guess is right, that man is Jordy.
Only his body moves quickly, cutting off my exit, my wrists are captured by him and can't move an inch. I struggle against his hold and try to grab onto something, rather than stand here helpless.
"No, baby. I’m waiting for you. I've never seen you here, when did you move to our city?" His finger rubs back and forth on my lips.
"One...week ago... I was struggling to make ends meet in my hometown, and I'm just a new one here, it's my first day." I lie to him.
The next second, Jordy easily pulls me to my feet and I lose my footing, tipping forward and my palm pressing against his rock-hard chest.
He is still so hot. I can feel his heartbeat beneath my hands, and it beats faster and faster.
“Tell me your name, you smell familiar, have we met before?"
He didn’t remember me? We slept together one month ago, and his mother came to find me and said I would marry him and his brother.
And now he had already forgotten about me!
"No, I don't know you." I gasp, trying to pull off his hands.
Having a passion night has already ruined my family and my future, I don’t want to get involved in any relationships with him.
“And who you are? Why do you want to see me?” I swallow hard and murmur in panic.
He wears a blank look on his face, not showing any feelings whatsoever, it's hard to read his mind.
"Let me go," I beg him. His tongue keeps sending sparks down low in my belly that radiated outward.
His face leans in, scraping his teeth across my nose before moving downward, kissing my lips lightly before catching my lower lip in a sharp bite.
"Ouch! Are you a perve?" I shove him away the moment his teeth prick my lip.
"The very best kind." He whispers in my ears.
He holds on to me tighter and angles his head to suck my neck, tracing a wet line down my soft skin with the tip of his tongue.
Slowly, so very slowly, he moves his tongue lower then, tracking the outline of my left bud before sucking me in deep.
"I won't hurt you, I just want to taste you." He gasps. Slowly, so very slowly, he moves his tongue lower, tracking the outline of my left bud before sucking me in deep.
His hands plant tightly on my hips and slide around to my rear.
I feel his fingers slip beneath my G-string, then cupping my bare skin.
"Your scent is intoxicating, and it smells like my mate. Do you have a boyfriend?" He starts to squeeze me, pulling me tightly against his body, letting me feel his need for me.
I jerk with shock. He is so big, so hard, and it is terrifying!
“But the first thing I need do is get you out of this...”Hips presses into a firm line. “This crap place. You can not stay here. Not while you're mine.”
He nods his head and speaks to me softer and lower, "let's go somewhere more private."
"No. My roommate is waiting for me. I want to go home, it’s too late." Instantly I reject his idea and argue.
"Don't lie, I can make your groan in four minutes if that's what I wanted... It’s only what I am thinking about. Maybe you’re my second mate." His eyes look straight into my cavernous cleavage, I wish I have a shirt to pull over me.
“Mate? What does that mean?”
He looks down at me, a smile on his lips. Instinctively, I struggle to get away from him, but he grips hold of my legs, sliding his hands firmly up the length of them, to my thighs.
“It means, I can fuck you whenever I want. Baby, I like you. And I want you."
My breath catches in my throat, "need me to... what?"
"I want you nude." His lips suck my ears, "I want you to strip your dress from your body and lay down in my bed. Then I will lick every inch of your skin, and then I will taste you."
I shake my head and fight the urge of slapping his face."No, you don't."
"I mean it. You're so beautiful, and smell really good."
"But that doesn't mean I want you. You're rich, right? Our manager James can help you find a girl you like and... smell good."My voice trembling
"Baby, tell you your name. You're the one I want. You, my beauty. Not anyone else."
"But I don't... You can't. No."
"Say 'yes'." He grips my chin tightly, "I love your skin, I want to know if it's smooth like this all over, especially inside of your body." His fingers move over my bare back, making me frame.
"Your lips." He licks my mouth lightly before catching my lips in a sharp bite.
He thrusts his tongue in and out of my mouth, beneath him I want to escape him, the feeling is sharp and unpleasant, but he reinforces his control, and holds me tighter.
"And I want to lay you down in my bed, tear your clothes apart, and show you how to caress you in different ways. Light, soft, rough, teasing." As he says, he pushes my G-string down my legs, thrust a finger inside of me, and then surges into my sheath with a steady rhythm.
"If you tell me your name, we will start to date, and I’ll give you more pleasure than you can imagine. Does this feel good?"
My hips wiggle, managing to slip away.
"Shhh..." He kisses me gently, “I’ll give you what you need.”
The unfamiliar invasion makes me gasp. My body is eager to touch him. To taste him. But I find myself can't move, I'm boneless.
“I’ll think about it.” I bite my lips hard, and cling to his shoulders, shivering.
“What does that mean?” He increases the pace, and the pressure, and I even can't breathe, and forget to think.
If I date Jordy, and fall in love with him, would I be too damaged, too broken down?
Yes. He ruined me once, I can't let it happen again. I keep reminding myself.
I open my mouth, and say these words in a derisive tone.“I wouldn’t have expected it, from a man of your type.”
“A man of my type?”He stops thrusting and pulls his fingers out of my body.
“A man of your type. A man who sneaks about and trysts with a strange woman.”
He studies my face a moment, peering into her eyes. His gaze is not angry, only very intent.
He releases me, though he moves me on his lap, setting me off balance so I'm obliged to open my hands upon his solid chest.
His thumb brushes across my titts through my costume as his gaze burns hot, "I apologize that I offended you. I lost my mind for a moment."
"So did I. You're handsome, and it's not hard not to fall in love with you." I duck my head, speaking a lie.
"I don't know you. And I'm not comfortable today, you won't force me to bed with you, right?" I gasp, my stomach clenches tight, seizing with desire and a big fear about my future.
I moist my lips, which has gone very dry. ”let me set you straight on the matter. I don’t want things to be unpleasant between us, but the truth is I don't like you, and you're a stranger to me. If you ask me to join you in bed, you will refuse. Do you understand?”
He brushes my hair back from my face and says in a low, soothing voice, “My name is Jordy Antonakos, call me Jordy.”
“Okay, Jordy.” I cup his face and smile at him
“Jordy, could you please give me your phone number? I’ll decide when we’ll start our first date.”
He writes down his phone numbers on the paper and gives them to me. I grab it in my hand.
One corner of his mouth turns up in a smile. "My fingers tell me that you're a very responsive woman. The next time I’ll make you feel good if you’ll let me.”
“And I can't stop you, can I?” I spat out, swiping angrily at my cheeks.
“It would not be advisable, no.”
I stare at him peevishly, trying to hold onto my anger. Without hesitation, I lean forward, kissing him deeply, with all of my passion and my hatred.
My fingers wave into his hair as my tongue flicks inside his mouth, at the corner and along his lip.
After a moment of shock, he wraps an arm about my waist and kisses me back. His kiss awakes all my senses, it makes me feel like romance and love and tenderness, but I have to ignore the feelings now.
His fingers trail along my neck. He kisses me on the side of my lips and whispers softly. "A good start, give me more."
I blink at him, then murmur, "the next time, I want you to make me feel good. Very, very warm and good, okay?"
Without hearing his response, I grab his suit and cover it on my body, then leave him alone.
I quickly wear his suit and grab my handbag and pick up my car key from the desk. Just as I walking outside, James passing me an envelope, "there is a total of 3000 dollars, the money for your dance tonight."
I nod my head and give him a thanks look.
"Good luck tomorrow!" He says in excitement.
"No, James. I quit, I quit this job. You will never see me here again." I stare at the club door, put my middle finger up and roll my eyes.
Jordy doesn't have my phone number, I don't tell him my name, and he has no idea where I live.
I just need to fool him this time, then won't see his face forever.
Emma’s POVI drive home at the midnight, checking the time on my phone... one forty am. I look seeing I have five misses called and one text massage all from Roberta. The last one she sends only one minute ago.I start to read it.Emma, James told me what happened, I'm sorry for that. James shouldn't persuade you to dance like a stripper. I sign and open my envelope, I earn 10,000 dollars in fifteen minutes, and I want to scream, drink beers and celebrate. For the next month, I have enough money to support my normal life.Stopping the car around the coffee shop, I open my car window and look at the sky blankly, wanting to make myself a cup of coffee.Suddenly, I hear several men's voices, I notice some drunk guys hoovering around the shop. Their bodies reek of alcohol, and dirt stains on their jeans and hoodie. Their hair is a big mess.It's a small and silent street, and there's no one around me except them."Hey, chick!" One of the guys finds me, "are you looking for some fun?"Ton
Emma's POVI wake up to the feeling of a strong scent, my eyes open and go around in shock.Austin's sleeping face next to me.I relax a little and allow myself to enjoy looking at him.He's gorgeous like an angel when he's sleeping. Thank god, that his eyes are not open and not concentrate on me, so I can enjoy this moment.I have the sudden urge to run my hands up his smooth jaw and touch it.I lift my hand towards his face, running up his jaw slowly and back behind his neck. I caress his black silky hair at the nape of his neck, and breath his scent deeply.His scent smell like vanilla cinnamon, like homemade cookies, or boy-next-door. My fingers touch his long eyelashes rose to reveal his eyes underneath.Then my head presses against his chest and the sensation of his strong chest molding itself against my ear is irresistible.My eyes are closed."Morning, Emma! Are you satisfied with my body?" His eyebrows frown as he grabs my hand, I can hear happiness in his tone.I open my eye
Emma’s POVFinding out about Austin's condoms shocked me and distressed my heart, I tell myself that he will betray me even if I have a crush on him.I keep on living a normal life and try my best not to think about him. Because my heart hurts so much every time I miss him.Today the fuggy bacon-scented warmth of the coffee shop, the busts of cool air as the door opens and closed. The low murmur of conversation, trading jokes or comments over the mugs of steaming coffee.After the lunchtime rush has ended, and with the coffee shop empty, I wipe my hands on the apron, come out from behind the plate and turn the CLOSED sign to face the street."Roberta, may I ask you a question?" I have to ask, praying to get some truth I want to need."Yes?" She asks, twisting a coffee towel between her hand and looking a bit more uncomfortable than I have ever seen her.I lean over, saying in a low voice, "um... I hear Austin is looking for his second chance mate, what happened about the first one?"A
Emma’s POV"Okay, that will be all for today. No homework and papers. Have a nice weekend." The professor dismisses us all, and we gather our computers and book to leave.It's my first day in Nevermore, and luckily my classmates and professors are very nice.I watch my phone and ready to go to see Roberta after the long day.I rush outside and turn the corner onto the street, and see many luxurious cars outside, which means this place is heaven for rich students, except me."Emma, what are you doing here?" Someone grabs my shoulder and forces me to stop walking.I turn my head and notice Barbara and her friends staring at me. She seems shocked for a short moment but quickly changes her expression."I'm a student."She wears a sarcastic smile, "student? Nevermore is not a suitable place for homeless waitress like you."“What do you intend to do?”She looks so mean that a momentary pang of anger pierced my tough hide."Drop out and leave Nevermore, and stop being a whore," she suggests
Jordy's POVI don't know why I go back to this strip club every night and keep on searching for that secret girl.Something about that stripper's scent bothers me, I want to see her again. To wove into her hair and kiss her not just once, but many times.I have a strange crush on her like she’s my mate, and no werewolf can resist the mate bond.My eyes search around and find a girl sitting on the ground, she looks like that mysterious girl. Does she twist her leg?Worry pass through my heart, I just step forward wanting to check. But the next second, as I grab her shoulder and look at her, this girl turns her head at me and smiles. "Mr. Antonakos?"Wrong girl."Sorry," I turn around stiffly and walk towards the sofa, with this stripper shouting behind me, "I have a special dance tonight, please come and have fun with me!"I ignore her invitation and grab a bottle of icy water from the table and drink it all.The fake image of her face smiling at others makes my head pain, and this del
Emma’s POVHow did I get myself into this situation?I ask myself with angry self-loathing. When Jordy lifts me out of the chair at the car, I do my best to kick up a major fuss but he doesn't care what anybody thought.Now I sit in his car, have no idea where Jordy drives and don't know how to get home again."I want a taxi home," I informed him doggedly. "Right now...""I think you are dying to tell me about your fake name and fake past." He shoots me a polite sentence that I immediately stop shouting."The waitress... really? Last time I saw you, you were a stripper." He teases from the shadows in the car."None of your business," I warn him quietly."I don't have time to talk about your fake past and I won't make time for it either," he says grimly, "You’re a liar and a cheat—""Of course, I'm going to say stuff like that, lie to a stripper club's customer." I shoot back at him."You lied to me and cheated on me, and you never once thought about consequences, did you?" He grits hi
Jordy’s POVI pace the length of the room for a moment, then turn to the desk, dialing Jack, my beta.It takes only two rings for Jack to answer. That doesn’t surprise me."Jack," I pause, "I bring that girl to the castle.""Are you nut, Jordy! You bring a human to a werewolf pack?!" His voice is so sharp it can cut glass."I know it's an exaggeration, but her smell and body satisfy me. I'm talking about emotional satisfaction.""If you mean to imply that your ex-girlfriends didn't satisfy you physically, then I'm going to call you a liar."I huff, "there's more to life than body pleasure. And since I found out my mate, I broke up with all of my girlfriends.""Yes indeed. And she's dead.""There is, in fact, that girl is currently downstairs in my kitchen. I want to date her and try more.”"And you want me to gather all the pack members and let you announce your decision?""Yeah."Emma is a human, obviously, she has no clue about werewolves, so my pack needs to be more careful around
Emma’s POVI stir, still half-asleep and dreaming of a warm, clean bed and soft sheets. I hear the sound of the cold wind and dread the damp reality that will come.Then, with a kind of wonder, I'm not dreaming at all. Because my attic room is not dry and warm, not like this heaven place.I open my eyes slowly, basking in the unfamiliar softness of my nightdress, and the fresh scent of the air. I pull the sheets up to my nose and stretch beneath the soft linen.How long have I slept?The strange events of the evening before comes back to me, Jordy caught me at the stripper club and brought me to his home, then a wolf saved my life.I can't imagine, when we met together, how my life would change in one night.It's like fate, Jordy finds me no matter where I am.My gaze searches around, the bed I sleep in is large, and many flowers are put near the window.I bite my lips, remembering Jordy staring at me as he sent me those flowers.Suddenly I hear a high-pitched, warbling voice drifting