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**Cleo POV: **
After he left, I got out of the tub to dry off and get dressed in the shirt he gave me fit like a nightgown and stop at the knees. The cotton is soft, and it smells like him: chocolate, cinnamon, and pine. Something about his scent turned me on. I kept sniffing the shirt. I even gave his scent the name "TThe Sensual Trinity." I never knew a man could smell so good. And I know that is his natural smell because male shifters don’t use cologne.
I got into the bed; I felt my whole body sink into the mattress. An hour goes by, and I am still up. I can't believe I am in the softest bed I have ever been in, and I can't sleep. I got up and went to the kitchen to grab a drink. Jose usually makes me sleepy.
Since everyone seemed to be asleep, I don't see any servants. I turn on some music and pour myself some shots of Jose. As I throw back shots, my playlist plays "Freak Me" by the group Silk. I start dancing and singing to myself, and I can feel my body heat rise. I am jamming in the kitchen like this is my house.
I was so into singing, dancing, and drinking that I didn't even notice him enter the kitchen. I thought I was alone until I felt something hard on my ass. For some reason, my body knew it was him. He spoke in a deep, aggressive tone and said, "I can do that if you wish.".
I turned around slowly, partially in shock because I have no idea how long has been here. I looked him up and down. His eyes are golden, and I realize that I am not dealing with Valenzano but his wife.
"Do what?'' I asked nervously. Damn, I am getting wet having him so close to me.
He smirks and says, "Lick you up and down.".
Before I can respond, he lifts me, places me on the counter, snugs between my legs, and starts kissing and licking me. His tongue reaches my neck, and I shiver. I grew wetter than I already was. Maybe I should let go and have some fun. His kiss became hard and possessive. I tried to push him a little so I could ask his name.
"Wh...Wha..... What's your name?" I asked out of breath. He stopped kissing me and placed his forehead on mine. Then she looked me in the eyes and said, "VVintage...but you can call me Alpha if you like Cleopatra.".
“It's Cle," she said.
“To me, it is Cleopatra. I will be the only man to call you that understands," he said, and I nodded unexpectedly.
Oh, SHIT, my body shivered, and temptation rose at the sound of his dominant voice. The power rolling off him makes me want to open my legs wide. I don’t know this man, but he has an effect on me that I never felt before.
"Vintage," I whispered.
“No baby, it's Alpha. I don’t want to have to punish you for addressing me wrong," he said in his deep, sexy voice.
"Mmmmm...Alpha," I moaned as he nibbled on my neck.
I felt him grin against my skin. I moved closer to him as he reached under the shirt and grabbed my breast. It felt good. I wanted more; I needed more. I had just met this man, I thought to myself, trying to put some sense in my head. But before I could come to a sensible reason, his fingers were between my wet folds.
"That's right, baby. Say it again."
"Mmmmmm...Alpha," I moan again, throwing my head back.
"Mmmmm...your so wet, Cleopatra," he says as he plays with my clitter like it's a violin.
My body was getting hot, my common sense was gone, and I moved my bottom half closer to him. Hinting to him that I want his fingers inside me. And he did just that; he slid one finger into me. As I got lost in the pleasure, he slid another finger into me.
It's been two long years since I had a man touch me, and I have never had one touch me the way he is doing right now. The pain was worth the pleasure that came after it.
"AHHHH...HARDER, lost in the pleasure, I was on the verge of begging for more.
While his fingers are still in me. He got me riding his fingers midair. He adds a third finger, and my hold on him becomes tighter. I place my forehead on his and watch as his eyes flicker from golden to hazel green.
My stomach starts to cringe, my pussycat is throbbing, and I feel my orgasm brewing. And he knows it; he knows I am on the edge. He looks at me like he and his human are giving each other a mental high-five.
"AHHHHHH...IMMA BOUT TO CUM'', I scream. The sensation is making me lose it.
His fingers move in and out of me at superhuman speed. I was about to cum when we both heard a woman growl, "What the fuck?" He stopped, and his back became tense as he turned around to face the woman who was standing there, while his fingers were still in me. Who the hell is that? I said to myself.
He huffed and gently placed me back on the counter. I felt horrible, and she looked pissed. If I had to judge by her demeanor, she had to be his girlfriend. I felt so sick that I could get down from my sensual high. I jumped off the counter holding back tears of embarrassment and ran upstairs.
Oh, no, I knew he had someone. Why wouldn't he? He is a powerful, sexy Alpha. I am so stupid. I might have messed up a happy home. Damn it, I could have messed up shit for Jazz. Who would want the best friend of a home wreaker as a female Beta?
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