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Seraphina’s POV
His hand slid from my waist to my thigh, lifting my leg to his waist. By then | was completely lost, feeling his
body pressed against mine. | was desperately craving, pulling him closer, wrapping my leg around his waist.
“Your kissing skills are great.” | smiled at him, feeling tremors throughout my body.
He kissedall the way to the top floor, finally even carryingin his arms. We entered a luxurious suite, and
as soon as we entered, his hand slipped under my skirt, caressing my most sensitive places. When his fingers
explored inside, | moaned softly. “You're so
incredible.” he said, kissingeven more forcefully.
| could feel the chemical reaction between our breaths, this attraction was so strong, as if it was arranged by
fate. He quickly unzipped his pants, his movements as skilled as if he had done it countless times, tore off my
underwear, and caressed my entrance as if asking for
permission. He looked into my eyes again and asked:
“What do you wantto do?”
“I want you insideright now.” | responded shamelessly, already burning with desire. | had never been like
this before-usually | would have retreated the moment he grabbed my hand, but tonight | promised to enjoy
myself fully, to live in the moment if | met interesting
people. And that’s exactly what | was doing, living in the moment.
Hearing my words, he slowly entered me, watchingthrow my head back, savoring every inch of him-he was
really big. He took the opportunity to leave a string of kiss marks on my neck. When he was completely inside,
he paused and whispered in my ear: “Now I'm
going to move.”
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He withdrew only to thrust back with full force this time, the feeling was so incredible. | was completely lost,
driven mad by his crazy
movements as he went in and out offrantically.
We lost control, completely lost ourselves, as if nothing else existed around us. | felt my vision blur as the climax
began to build, and |
moaned softly in his ear. At that moment, he seemed to go crazy, lifting my other leg to his waist as well, and |
wrapped both legs tightly
around him. He kissedintensely, thrusting intoeven more forcefully-that was heaven on earth.
I moaned in his mouth and reached an incredible climax, but he didn’t stop, and soon another climax began to
build. | climaxed again,
more intensely than before, leavingalmost unable to breathe. When | climaxed, he whispered that feeling
brought him close to his limit, and soon | felt his burning release inside me.
“You're really amazing.” He kissed my neck, whispering in my ear.
Perhaps it was the alcohol driving me, or perhaps his rich scent madedizzy. | don’t know how many times we
did it, my last memory
stopped at him kissing me, softly asking what my nwas, and | no longer had the strength to answer.
The next morning, | woke up with my head pounding like a jackhammer, feeling like someone had taken a
sledgehammer to my skull. The
bed besidewas cold and empty—nothing but rumpled sheets where he had been. If it weren't for the purple
kiss marks scattered
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across my neck and collarbone, | might have convinced myself that the entire night was just svivid, alcohol-
fueled dream.
| stumbled out of bed on unsteady legs, my body still aching in places that remindedexactly how real last
night had been. The mysterious man had vanished without a trace-no note, no phone number, not even a stray
piece of clothing. Even after everything we'd shared, we'd never removed our masks. | had given my virginity to
a complete stranger on the eve of my eighteenth birthday.
“Sera.”
The voice exploded in my mind like a thunderclap, makingjump so violently | nearly fell over. My heart
hammered against my ribs as
| spun around the empty hotel room, searching for the source.
“Who's there?” | whispered, panic creeping into my voice.
“Relax, it's me-I'm your wolf. You can callAyla.”
The realization hitlike a bucket of ice water. My wolf. Of course! At eighteen, I'd finally awakened my wolf
consciousness. I'd heard stories of exceptionally gifted wolves who could communicate with their inner beasts
from childhood-Valerie had been bragging about talking to her wolf since she was twelve. But naturally, someone
likewould be a late bloomer even in this.
“Oh God, Ayla...” | sank onto the edge of the bed, running my hands through my tangled hair. “I'm so sorry. With
everything that
happened yesterday, | completely forgot. It’s... it’s wonderful to finally meet you.”
“We have much to talk,” Ayla’s voice was warm but urgent in my mind, “but first—"
My phone's shrill ringtone cut through our mental conversation like a knife. | lunged for it, seeing Ophelia’s name
flashing on the screen
along with a notification showing twelve missed calls. My stomach dropped.
“Sera!” Ophelia’s voice erupted through the speaker before | could even say hello, pure fury radiating through
every syllable. “Where the hell did you disappear to? I've been worried sick! If you don’t have the explanation of
the century, | swear on the Moon Goddess | will
hunt you down and tear you apart with my bare hands!”
“Ophelia, I'm so sorry-" | began, but she cutoff.
“Sorry? SORRY? Do you have any idea how terrified | was? A whole night! | thought someone had kidnapped you
or worse!”
Guilt crashed overin waves. | took a shaky breath and launched into the whole tale-the mysterious man, the
dancing, the passion,
waking up alone with nothing but marks on my skin and a splitting headache to show for it.
The line went dead silent. For a moment, | wondered if the call had dropped.
Then Ophelia’s voice cback, but now it was filled with barely contained excitement rather than rage. “Oh
my God, Sera! You actually did it! You had a one-night stand with a gorgeous mystery man!” She paused, and |
could practically hear her grinning. “Okay, I'm officially no longer mad at you. In fact, I'm proud of you! After
what that bastard Gabriel did, you deserved a night of mind-blowing
passion.”
Relief flooded through me, but then her tone shifted slightly. “Though please tellyou two were smart about
protection...”
The question hung in the air like a sword about to drop. My stomach plummeted.
“Oh shit,” | breathed, my face draining of all color.
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