Velvet's POV

I sat on the dining chair opposite his, his eyes were on me, too much I dropped my gaze on the table, then on my boobs only to flare.

I wore no bra and my crop top was slightly transparent, so light anyone could see my standing nipples. Droplets of the water pressed the surface of my top showing my skin.

"Ahh-"

I rose up quickly, crossing my arms over my boobs.

"Where are you going?"

"I–" My face roamed around. I watched his brows arch.

"Aren't you up to eighteen?"

I went speechless.

"I mean–"

"I-"

My lips clasped shut, my brain off.

I looked ruined.

Fucked.

"Let's get to eat." He said, setting the plates of pasta, fruit salad, turkey soup appetizer and egg sauce. He pulled out the water from the tray.

I watched nowhere else except for his veiny hands, his muscular body, shown under his fitting T-shirt. My eyes dropped to his downstream, his sexy, carved out thighs showing off with his short black pants.

I gulped in saliva checking out his midst, his bulge was already curving out. I sat here, fork in hand, food already scoped but couldn't take it to my mouth because I'm literally gawking and my heart is throbbing.

"We ought to take him." My wolf whispered to my ear.

I sat upright immediately with a sudden reaction, the fork dropping. Legs spread wide.

He's up, glaring at me with a cold yet puzzled gaze.

"What's going on?"

His eyes lingered downwards. Curiosity struck it. I followed his eyes, slowly.

Boom.

On my thighs. In between n my legs. They were wide apart.

"Don't you wear panties?" His hoarse voice rang out, deep, seductive, creating a ripple in my core.

My legs froze for that second. Or do I say, they went numb and couldn't move. Instead of closing, they went wider. Reflex.

Sighs.

I felt this naughty, wanting him to have a longer peep into it but my head jerked up, my hand hitting my forehead.

"I–I'm sorry." I stammered.

"No! No! It's fine. You don't have to be worried."

"You're an adult now."

Guess this is the second time he's repeating this sentence?

I swallowed the lump in my throat, facing down and slowly pulling my legs closer, trying hard to hide the blush that was surfacing. I slapped my cheeks, twisting my face to suppress the redness.

"I–I'm grateful." I muttered, raising my eyes only slowly up to check out his reaction.

Those eyes, they persisted, cold yet filled with deep lust.

"Let's eat, I have to go to the office soon."

My brows ached.

"Office?" I muttered as a matter of shock. "Why?"

"Why?" He dragged in a rather flirty style, too long for a question.

Hell no!

I came to my senses. I'd thought he's my new stay-at-home fuck body and acquaintance. He's the Alpha and has to take the affairs of his pack seriously.

I hope he will take me seriously as well.

"I didn't mean that," I uttered. "I mean you don't have to be serious about me."

Urgh?

What am I saying?

I shook my head, grabbing my chest. I've embarrassed myself more than I should.

Each time I look, those cold, hard, flirty eyes are staring at me, killing me with its seduction on one end and on the other showing no emotions, making me look naive and stupid.

I sprang up, lowered my gaze.

"I–I wish to use the convenience." I whispered, dashing off before he could even say a word.

Once inside the general convenience located down the hall, I shut the door, walking over to the sink before the mirror. I stamped my hand on the white sink, pressing onto it, my head lowered, shaking furiously with shame and curiosity.

What will he be thinking of me?

A slut?

Will he tell my father that I'm trying to seduce him?

My heart was beating at an alarming rate especially at the last thought. My wolf tried to soothe and console me but I scolded it.

"You made me do this. I wasn't supposed to do this."

This is my dad's best friend. Nothing happens without him sharing it with my dad. They are close paddies and if this gets to my dad, he will come and take me back.

"I have to go and apologize to him." I came to a decision.

"Hell no!" My wolf, Luna, scolded.

"Why will you do that?"

"Because I don't want him to tell my dad." I screamed so hard, turning swiftly and opening the door only to bump into a hard chest by the hallway, just close to the door.

The life in my body came to a stand-still at that very moment. I lifted my face slowly from the rock-hard chest to see a military green T-shirt.

My mind flashed back.

This is what he wore.

It rang in a low tone in my ear.

My eyelashes bashed countless times. Slowly hands glide up my sides. I remained still, pressed towards his chest. I wanted to jerk up but my wolf won't let me get off.

His scent washed down on me, alluring and gripping my attention.

I wished to remain in this position forever.

"Did you hear me?" I stammered after a few minutes.

"Urghh?" He pretended not to hear what I said. Then said a "Yes."

"But you don't have to be scared. We're both adults and I wouldn't report this to your dad."

I let out a deep breath off my lungs but still I couldn't believe him.

What if he's trying to soothe me here and would go ahead to do something else?

"Can I–"

I lifted my face. "Can I bribe you with something?"

My body vibrated with an intense fucking-urge wave.

"What's that?" He pulled me gently off, glaring down at me but his hands never left me.

I gulped.

I wondered if I was doing the right thing.

"You wanna fuck me?" He shot out straight even before I got to say out those words my lips were forming.

He got my secret at the tip of his finger nails, there was nothing to do other than accept.

I nodded.

His lips curled into a long grin.

My head lowered. He leaned towards me, face close to brushing against mine. His strong, alluring breath heavy on my face.

My heart was thumping.

Is this the answer to my prayer?

Velvet's POV

My palms sweated, my legs were shaking. But he grabbed me firmly by the waist, pulling me towards him, her lips brushed, our nostrils.

I shut my eyes, ceasing my breath.

Where's this leading to?

I couldn't ignore the pang in my heart. It's obvious something spicy was going to happen and I just couldn't wait any longer.

I parted my lips, wanting to take him in when his phone rang.

Motion ceased.

Our erotic gears took a break, heavy breathing erupted before an abrupt stop.

He pulled away, releasing me totally.

"Ahhhh!"

I let out a grunt, stamping my foot on the ground. This could only be my moment and this call had to come?

I'll strike the person if I know who he is.

What the hell?

"It must be urgent," Zavian uttered.

No matter what or who it was, I didn't give a fuck. How dare he disrupt our moment?

He pulled out his phone, peering into it.

His eyes widened.

"Who's that?" I lip synched.

"Your dad," he replied almost in a whisper.

"What?" My lips broke into a fit of shocking gasp. He shook his head.

"Nothing to worry about," he replied, still in a whisper. Non-chalant.

He tapped on the Answer button, I presumed, then took it to his ear.

"Hello buddy." He began.

"Yes!"

The call was on speaker. I grabbed my chest, feeling my breath about to pour everything in it and my body dropping. His eyes locked with me, then trailed down.

"How's you and my daughter doing?" He asked.

He should tell him I'm dying here.

I'd been raised from a conservative family and I knew how strict my dad was, if he knew I was prepping to fuck his best friend, he will kill me.

I looked up at Zavian, calling for help.

I'm falling here.

He was strict. Should I say stricter than my dad, just a big puzzle to see my body is his weakness.

He responded to my call, sliding towards me.

His hand curved over my waist, slowly and loosely at first. But then in a swift style, pressed me tight against his side.

"We are doing fine," he paused. "She's certainly getting more familiar with her new environment."

He gave me a pointed stare, his pupils dilated.

He doesn't mean that.

He means I'm here to get familiar with him and his body. His lips, hands and cock.

These three who would skyrocket me to bliss with their seductive touches.

"College will start in the next month, can you take her on a tour to the summer classes?"

"Ahh–" I gasped.

Oh goddess. Save me!

"That's her, right?" Dad asked.

"Yes." Zavian replied.

My voice was gone, my heart almost bursting. I feared I'd barely be able to speak.

"Can you give her the phone?" He asked.

Alpha Zavian lowered to my sides, whispering. "I'll let you have me if only you speak well before your dad."

My eyes grew wide and wider. Widest. Time stopped.

For real?

My eyes asked.

He cocked his head. A slow nod followed, his eyes brightened. A witty smile curled out.

Trust me!

I got the phone. The stiffness faded, the shyness vanished. My body burnt with energetic heat.

If this is the case, I never felt nervous.

"Dad?" I rang out in an excited tone. "Good morning, dad."

"Yes darl. How are you doing? I want to hear it from your mouth."

"Splendid. I'm doing splendidly. I love my new environment so much. The estate is a fresh start for my college–"

"Why so excited?"

The rising thrill dropped.

Zavian's eyes locked. His deep eyes, his strict look returned. A warning glare.

You've got to behave yourself.

I heard it.

I cleared my throat. "I just find the environment too bright and soothing and Alpha Zavian is the best guardian to me. He even cooked for me."

"Shouldn't you be the one cooking for him?"

The arousal spiked.

"I–I just–"

Zavian snatched the phone from me even before I got to process it. "She doesn't need to cook for me, I can cook for my daughter."

My pussy clenched.

"What the fuck did you say?" I shot the question.

A tiny smirk touched Zavian's mouth.

"What about when she finds her mate?" Dad asked.

Silence took away. Zavian's face twitched into a frown, he then looked away swiftly.

This worried him.

I looked away to hide the blush with the redness of my cheeks. I wasn't worried. He's mine. I'll make him mine. I'll buy him with my body.

It was amusing seeing him jealous of the imaginary mate my dad talked of.

"This doesn't matter," he muttered, lip tight.

For a few seconds, nothing was said. I was left hanging in the air.

"It's okay if you say so after all she already knows how to cook. But you can teach her American dishes."

"You can take her on a lot of lessons."

"Driving."

"Defense."

"Moral?"

I marked it wrong in my heart.

Dad just doesn't know how wrong he is.

Zavian is meant to teach me immoral lessons. That's what I want.

My second protest.

My mind suddenly returned back to his previous statement.

"Dad," I cut him off, going closer to Zavian, my body pressed against his under the pretense of wanting to speak on the phone.

"Yes?"

"Dad, you said I'm gonna attend Summer classes? But it's not compulsory?"

"I don't want to go dad," I grumbled, stamping my foot on the ground.

Zavian gazed, partially amused and on the other, concerned.

"You've got to take your studies seriously."

"Yes, exactly. You can't be idle." Dad took over.

"But I have Alpha Zavian, I have my second daddy."

The words spilled out of my mouth without realizing.

"And Zavian doesn't stay at home all through, he goes to the office. He has his office at the estate and also outside. He's busy during the day."

A flicker of shock graced my eyes.

I didn't know that. I thought as the Alpha, he ran all of the pack's affairs from home, only stepping out when there's outdoor obligation.

"I'm quite sure you don't wanna stay at home doing nothing," dad hissed.

"You hate to be lonely, don't you?" He taunted me into persuasion.

While a kid and a teen, I always loved the constant presence of the one that meant much to me, my dad. My mom left me as a child to be with another man, her fated mate as she claimed. I cried my eyes to sleep, evolving into a depressed girl.

That was when dad quitted his outdoor job to come stay at home with me. Seeing my miserable condition, the Alpha of our pack granted him a work-from-home permit.

Alpha Zavian would often come to spend a week or two at intervals while dad was forced to be away in the midst of his being the Alpha's PA.

That's when I grew up to be addicted to having a loved one always present but now I know as an adult, I've got to let others live their lives without tying them down.

But I just can't let go of Zavian. I've let go of my dad. I believe I'll be able to spend the next few years without him constantly present.

But as for Zavian.

I would say–

That's a big NO.

Velvet's POV

I should note it's gonna be a very hot August day and I need to wear a sundress for the drive, to stay as cool as possible. I didn't know how long the drive would take.

"Daddy," I stuttered. He turned. "What if we medical students are required to live on campus for academic efficiency, how will I get to see you?"

Everyone knows medical students have no time for themselves, that I should talk of visiting only at weekends. That wouldn't be enough for me at all.

I want to see him everyday.

"Didn't your dad tell you that I'm a lecturer at RavenHills?" My eyes flared wider, inside I felt my heart pounding.

What if it's not my department?

I'm gonna study general medicine but to cure the budding curiosity, I asked. "Which department?"

"Women's health–"

This was just a short way to imply gynecology and obstetrics which I was determined to study.

"Ahh–"

"Wooohhhh–"

I took to my heels, running over the short distance and jumping on his body. Unexpectedly. Swift.

He immediately grabbed me, putting his hands under me for support.

They touched something.

I jerked my head backwards, eyes poking out.

"Ahhh–"

The moan got swallowed up suddenly, his fingers brushed against my clit. I looked at his face and he had that luring, seductive look of lust on me, his lips slightly twisted.

My pussy dropped with juices all of a sudden.

I flinched, searching for where to hide my face.

Gosshhh–

I'm so wet just by his fingers brushing over my clit. My body began to vibrate. My breath, now pulling out in short, cut mode was an indicator of my crazy rising mode if those fingers don't pull inside of me.

He chuckled.

His hands slowly released me. A tight frown developed, my eyes darkened.

"Come on, I need to drop you for your classes, then I'll be off to the office."

My wolf growled with sorrow, I was drifting towards acting like a nursery school pupil dropped in school for the first time.

"You know I just arrived, can I skip today's class? It's gonna be introductory–"

My words cut short with the pull of his hand on my waist against his rock hard body. His eyes cascaded on me, this time with genuine concern but why do I still find him looking sexy, lusting and seductive?

Obviously, these feelings are coming from me.

His right hand brushed over my cheek slowly, gently, mixed with those gentle, soft eyes, it was bliss. He tucked a gland of hair behind my ear.

"Look sweetie, you're here to focus on your studies so you graduate with the best grades and make your dad and I proud. Okay?"

The rising lust of the moment collapsed right away. I had to look away.

He's not even smitten by all I'm doing. Perhaps he's still seeing me as the little girl of his best friend and wouldn't want to touch me.

"Go get your bag, or stuff. We're going there now." He said in a plain voice.

I wanted to leave, to turn and walk right away, not looking at him when I got a smack on my butt.

"Ahh–hhhh." My lips lashed into a loud, uncontrollable moan.

I turned, grabbing my ass.

"Stop being so naughty, especially as we're going out."

His face was a mix.

Serious yet with a mischievous grin.

My face burnt with red hotness, the kind of flush which overwhelmed me is what words can't describe. Blushes with shyness.

I wanted this but right now, I can't handle it. I wanna brace myself for later.

Goodness!

I had to pick a race, before his next blink of eye, I was gone.

I stood in my room upon shutting the door for a whole minute, burying my face in my palms and blushing deep with some level of shyness.

"I can't believe he did that!"

"I just can't believe he did that to me."

I pulled down my skirt and crop top to the floor, wanting to wear something more corporate when a knock came on my door. I was naked, very bare, no panties.

It must be him.

I sensed him, masculine and alluring.

I looked down on my clothes and they weren't something I could pull up over my body so quickly. They were complicated, especially the skirt.

My pussy clenched and I felt the budding pressure, as if I was going to pee.

A few seconds passed, and I clasped my teeth tighter.

"Come in!"

Immediately the door swirled open, I stood before him exposed as I was. His eyes met mine, then dropped quickly.

What the hell am I seeing?

I read through his eyes. But he wasn't angry, rather desirous. I watched his Adam's Apple gulp, then he walked towards me.

"What are you doing?" His hoarse voice echoed hard against my ear, pulling a string of emotions that rippled across my body.

"I thought," he gulped. "You were here to pick your bag and phone."

"I just wanted to assess the dress code you'll be putting on over there." By now, he was getting back to his serious mode.

"Is that really necessary?" I grabbed his hand before he could think of it, placing it on my left boobs.

My expression switched right away, I pouted, putting up a clingy, girlish look. I wanted to ask him to touch me but I felt the words were too heavy.

Silence is not so bad.

His hand rested on it for up to a minute, never breaking eye contact with me, gulps lingered. Then he pulled away.

"You have to dress up now, I've got a hectic day."

His serious face was back. I wished I could get him to touch me or fuck me with this serious face.

How spicy it's gonna be-to have the cold, strict Alpha fuck me.

"I was just gonna dress," I stuttered, rushing to where I kept my dresses.

"What about?" He pointed to the one on the floor.

I bashed my lashes, trying to understand him.

"Can I wear that?" I muttered, almost in a whisper.

My chest hammered, close to bursting open. It was the perfect time for adrenaline to do some magic.

If you don't want me, why ask me to wear something that sexy?

"But I didn't wear panties and a bra, I'm gonna pick them now?"

"You don't need that." He snapped.

"Why? Because we're late?" My curious, spicy wolf pushed me into asking. My jaw was slightly dropped.

Would Zavian ask me not to wear my undies because he's gonna be late?

"You don't need it!" He repeated again, that hoarse voice of his steady and deep.