Chapter 4

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:ALARIC ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

In my club, flocking around hoping I'd notice. In my parking garage, "accidentally” dropped keys. At charity galas, spilling drinks so I'd have to look.

Women had thrown themselves at me in every desperate way imaginable.

But no one had ever been bold enough to break into my island.

That alone should've gotten her in serious trouble.

But the second my eyes met hers up on that terrace, my pulse spiked. 142 bpm when my resting rate is 58.

Pupils dilated without cause.

Sharp heat stretched low in my abdomen.

Every physiological marker pointed to one thing; Arousal.

Uncontrollable.

My body doesn't react like this. Ever.

I fuck, yes. Plenty. But it's simple biology. Controlled. A need I satisfy the same way I'd eat or sleep.

And yet here I was, body hijacked. Every system I'd spent decades perfecting, overridden by a girl standing in my pool.

Maybe it was her eyes…Green and blue… the most distracting pair I’d ever looked into. Or the way her dark long hair clung to her skin or the way she trembled but refused to step back.

I should call security. Because girls don't just stumble onto private islands. They're either psychos or plants sent by enemies.

But I couldn't look away.

I moved without thinking. Cornered her against the pool edge.

"You're still in my pool. I told you to get out."

"No.”

Nobody says no to me.

But hearing it from her mouth sent my pulse spiking again. 148. 151.

"I'm not leaving." She breathed.

My control slipped. Just slightly.

"You're testing my patience, little girl."

"I'm not a little girl." She snapped, fire in her mismatched eyes. "And I don’t want you to fuck me like one."

She reached behind her back. The clasp of her bra snapped open.

She let it fall.

Naked now in my pool, water barely shielding the swells of her caramel skin. Brave face. But the tiny shivers? The uneven breaths? Those gave her away.

Fuck.

Every nerve in my body was firing. Adrenaline. Testosterone. Dopamine, flooding my system like a drug I'd never tried.

I grabbed her waist, yanked her against me hard enough to knock the air from her lungs.

"Rule number one, princess…I don't fuck. I ruin." I gripped her throat, not gentle. "Every inch of you will ache with my name tomorrow."

She gasped, and I felt her pulse hammering against my palm.

"Then ruin me." Her voice broke. "I want you to ruin me, Alaric Carson."

Don't. Do. This. Alaric.

But my lips crashed into hers like a junkie out for his next high. The first taste of her made me want more. My tongue invaded and she opened for me like she was made for it. Like she'd been waiting her whole life for someone to devour her.

I bit her bottom lip hard enough that she whimpered into my mouth and the sound made my cock throb.

That’s my good girl.

My hands were everywhere. Her ass. Her tits. Squeezing. Bruising. She was making these desperate sounds that drove me insane.

"Alaric…"

Fuck. The way she said my name…like she had permission when no one else does.

I spun her around, shoved her against the pool edge. "Hands on the tiles. Now."

She obeyed immediately, gripping the stone, and the sight of her bent over for me…wet skin gleaming, ass in the air, waiting…nearly ended me right there.

I kicked her legs apart. Wider.

"You want rough?" I growled in her ear, grinding my cock against her ass.

"Yes..."

"You're going to fucking get it."

I fisted her hair, yanked her head back, sank my teeth into her neck. She cried out and I felt her whole body shudder.

My hand slid between her thighs.

"Jesus Christ," I groaned against her ear. “You are gushing wet.”

I rubbed her clit once, twice, and she bucked against my hand like she couldn't help it.

"Please…"

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me…"

I smacked her ass hard. The sound ricocheted off the water.

She gasped, spine arching beautifully.

I did it again. Harder.

"Alaric…oh god…"

Oh, I'd make sure she never forgot that name.

"You like that?" I squeezed where I'd just struck her.

"Like it when I hurt you a little?"

"Yes…"

"Say it."

"I like it when you hurt me…"

Fuck. I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock teasing her. "You want this inside you?"

"Yes..."

"Beg for it."

"Please." She whimpered.

“Properly."

"Please fuck me, Alaric…please…I need your cock… I need…”

I drove into her in one savage thrust.

Holy fuck.

Tight. So fucking tight I couldn't breathe. Like she was choking my cock. My vision blanked for a second.

She cried out with a pitch straight from hell… her body going completely rigid and I froze because something felt...

But she pushed back against me.

"Don't stop," she choked out. "Please don’t stop."

I pulled out and slammed back in. Harder. Deeper.

She was taking all of me.

I gripped her hips hard enough to leave fingerprints and fucked her like I owned her. Like she was mine to destroy. Fast. Rough. Merciless. The water was thrashing wildly around us.

My hand slid up her body, palming her breast roughly. Squeezing.

“Is this what you wanted?" I snarled, pounding into her. "Wanted my cock wrecking this tight little cunt?"

"Yes…yes…oh god…"

I reached down, found her swollen clit, pressed down while I hammered into her over and over.

She was sobbing now. Actual sobs mixed with moans.

"You feel that?" One hand gripped her throat. "Feel me wrecking this tight little pussy?"

"Alaric—Please—"

"This is what you asked for." I fucked her harder, the water churning violently around us. "Take it. All of it."

Her legs were shaking uncontrollably. Her whole body quaking.

I pinched her clit and she screamed my name.

"That's my good girl. Scream for me.”

"Alaric…I'm going to…I'm…oh god…"

"Come on my cock." I rubbed her faster, fucked her deeper. "Do it. Now."

She detonated. Her pussy clenched around me so tight I almost blacked out, sobbing my name as she came.

I followed her over, groaning as I emptied myself inside her. My whole body seized with the force of it.

Nothing…no one…had ever made me lose control like this.

For a second, we just stayed there. Both gasping. Her body slack against the pool edge, held up only by my hands.

I pulled back slightly and—oh shit.

Red.

Streaking through the water between her thighs.

I pulled out and spun her around to face me. Her eyes were glazed over, barely open.

“Look at me."

She blinked slowly, trying to focus.

"Was this your first time?"

Her lips parted. Hesitated. Then she nodded once.

"Fuck." I raked a hand through my hair. "Your first time and I fucked you like that? In a goddamn pool?"

She bit her lip. "I..."

My phone buzzed on the pool deck.

Bash. My right hand man.

I stared at the phone, then at her. She hugged herself, looking at me like a hurt animal.

The phone kept buzzing.

And just like that, my wiring kicked back in. Logic. Priority. Control.

Heart rate dropping. Muscle tension easing.

My brain categorized her as: Risk. Complication. Distraction.

I hauled myself away from her as I grabbed my phone.

"This better be fucking important."

"We're losing South Nexus." Bash shot immediately. "The numbers are down by fifty. It's everywhere."

Ice flooded my veins.

"Call an emergency meeting tomorrow morning. Seven thirty. I want everyone there."

"Already done."

I ended the call, my mind already racing through strategies, countermoves, damage control.

When I turned back…

She was gone.

The water was still.

Where the fuck did she go?

My pulse was climbing again. 156.

She couldn't have gone far. The island was private. Gated. There was nowhere to run.

I hauled myself out of the pool, water streaming off me, scanning the perimeter.

I barely took two steps when I saw…

An ID card on the pool deck.

Wet. Face-up.

I picked it up.

❖ BECCA GOOD ❖

❖ Nexus College ❖

❖ Carson Foundation Scholar ❖

The ground shifted under my feet.

She goes to my daughter's school?

I fund her education?

And I just took her virginity. Brutally. In my pool.

What the fuck did you do, Alaric?