Her heart ached with an unknown pain. She didn’t want to cry, but she didn’t want to hold back either. Kyle chased her until she entered the room and tried to close the door behind her.

“Ashlee, stop it,” Kyle muttered, keeping his hands pressed against the door. They both knew the situation was tense, and Ashlee didn’t want to talk about it.

“I…” She stepped back, letting him in. “I think I need to… uh…” She couldn’t get her mind off him. First Heather, and now these other girls. In front of everyone, he had just left her to go and enjoy himself with those beautiful, curvy girls.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He cut her off, sparing her the excuses. He was furious to learn that she had met Collin and never told him.

“What?” Ashlee looked at him in confusion, her brows furrowing.

“Is that why you’re running? Huh?” He slowly stepped closer to her, his eyes darkening with every harsh breath.

“What are you talking about?” Ashlee abruptly stepped back. Her heels weren’t helping either—she could easily trip at any moment.

“What am I talking about?” Kyle scoffed, scraping his face with his hands roughly. Ashlee blinked, and Kyle grabbed her fiercely, pinning her hands above her head, pushing her against the wall.

He leaned dangerously close, his eyes searching for answers in hers. She wasn’t scared but surprised by his sudden behavior.

“Who gave you permission to laugh with another man but me?” he whispered in his deep, rustic voice, making her heart stutter.

“Huh?” Ashlee couldn’t comprehend his behavior.

“Stop playing innocent, woman! What did you expect would happen if you ignored me?” His free hand moved up to her lips, gently tracing her lower lip with his thumb.

Watching her reaction, he knew it was the right moment. Leaning close to her ear, he whispered seductively, “You’re mine. Just mine.”

Without giving her a chance to protest, he captured her lips with his. She didn’t resist him; she melted into his touch. His hand moved up and down her waist, slowly slipping under her short, revealing dress.

He pulled away after tasting her deeply. Their breaths were both heavy, hearts racing wildly, and a swarm of butterflies danced in her stomach.

He could see it in her eyes. She wanted him.

“This is your only chance to say no. I won’t stop once I start, and it won’t be as smooth as it sounds.” His voice wavered between high and low notes, his wolf just as hungry as he was. But Ashlee’s consent mattered the most.

“I don’t want to say no,” she whispered, her tongue rolling teasingly as she smirked. Her playful smile and that little dress weren’t helping his restraint.

Kyle hastily grabbed her, letting her legs wrap around his waist. He squeezed her with eager hands, and she tangled her arms around his neck.

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“Now there’s no going back,” he whispered, carrying her toward the bed and closing the door securely—they didn’t want anyone to disturb them.

Setting her down gently, he removed his blazer, unbuttoning his shirt. He hovered over her, feasting on her neck like a starved wolf, leaving marks that claimed her as his own. Her hands slid into his hair as she relished the heat from his lips on her sensitive skin.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in her mind, and she stopped moving her hands. She stayed still until Kyle noticed, seeing her worried face staring at him with questions in her eyes.

“What is it?” he asked, his hands resting gently on her jaw, as though he already sensed her concern.

“Would you leave me after this?” she whispered softly, but he was close enough to catch every word.

“I only have eyes for you,” he replied, understanding exactly what she feared.

She smiled at his response, feeling a sudden warmth of being lucky to have him tonight.

He continued, leaving a trail of kisses along her neck and shoulders, tangling his fingers around the straps of her dress. Teasingly, he slid her dress down, savoring each touch.

Now, she lay there, bare beneath him. He had seen it before, all of her—but he never grew tired of the sight. His eyes roamed every inch of her exposed skin.

He smirked, making her wonder what he was up to. She furrowed her brows adorably until he abruptly tore off his shirt, buttons flying.

“What the hell!” she quickly covered her eyes, making him laugh. Nothing felt boring with her.

Hovering over her again, he held her wrists down. “How do you expect me to go on if you don’t want to see me shirtless?” he teased, igniting her embarrassment.

His eyes glowed red, and her cheeks turned the same shade.

“I…” Before she could respond, he took her hand and placed it on his abs. He knew she wanted to touch him, but her shyness held her back.

“Go on,” he commanded firmly.

Without hesitation, she let her hands roam his muscular body. Her eyes widened as she realized just how strong he was.

“Wow!” she whispered, too entranced to notice her slip of the tongue.

Kyle chuckled, watching her awe. “Now we know who the real pervert is,” he whispered, getting back on top of her.

“I—” but he didn’t let her finish. He wanted her voice to be nothing but moans of his name tonight.

With a deep groan, he moved down her body, removing the last remnants of clothing still clinging to her. He tore everything from her, leaving only the anklet he had gifted her.

Her innocent beauty was breathtaking. Even if he didn’t want to ruin it, he couldn’t resist the temptation she exuded.

He continued to explore her with his mouth, eliciting whimpers from her as he moved, each sound sweeter than the last. She moaned his name, which only fueled his need.

Kissing her with a fiery hunger, he rubbed her sensitive spots, reveling in her reaction. Her face, with its mix of pleasure and anticipation, said it all.

His eyes turned blood-red, his wolf aggressive and restless. He couldn’t hold back any longer. Releasing his wolf, he took a sharp breath, and she looked at him with questions in her eyes, trying to keep her mind off the intense sensations his fingers brought her.

“What’s wrong?” she managed to breathe out.

Kyle smirked, grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her close, devouring her lips with fierce passion.

“I told you I wouldn’t go easy,” he growled, and without warning, he thrust into her.

Her vision blurred as pain surged through her, gripping the sheets to stifle her screams.

He spread her legs, his thrusts deep and rough, yet his gentle touches wiped away any doubts in her heart. Soon, the pain morphed into unimaginable pleasure.

She let out a moan filled with pleasure, and he grunted, continuing to move within her. She opened her eyes, seeing his gaze full of love, and released her hold on the sheets.

As they reached their peak, he stopped, knowing she was satisfied. This night, he knew, was incomparable to any he had before.

Lying beside her, he turned to face her. She smiled at her thoughts, staring at the wall, while he gently stroked her cheek, guiding her to look at him.

Tracing her face with his thumb, he muttered, “Damn, you have to be this gorgeous,” his voice husky. “I can’t stop falling for you. I doubt I ever will.”