A beast in bed.

 A title Allen gained from his brother and best friend. They were more than shocked when they watched him walk into the room with a curvy blonde and didn't come out until hours later.

The blonde practically limping her way to her ride back home.

 Archer Ryders once thought he was the reason his son, Lucian Archer, gained his school-playboy title.

 "Lucian's deeds have nothing to do with me," Allen said, ever so seriously.

His stamina never ceased to amaze the women he fucked in the past. They end up with sore waists and jelly knees by the time he is done with them.

And they never stopped coming.

 Hovering over Mira, his breath came out in short pants. With her warm tight clench around his dick and her words, he couldn't hold himself up as he rode out his climax.

 "Fuck" He leaned against her shoulder, taking in her lavender scent.

Mira chuckled at his helplessness, causing Allen to lift his head. His glasses tilted and Mira sets them back in place again.

"Why did you do that?" Allen asked, still buried in her as he enjoyed the soft warmth that encased his semi-hard cock.

"What? My laughter or..." Mira trailed off, a teasing look swirling in her eyes.

 "You didn't tell me you were... " "A virgin?" Allen felt helpless watching her enjoy his awkwardness. He pulled out and got rid of the used condom.

Mira sat up and watched him fix his glasses before pulling his trousers up. She held his arm.

 "What are you doing?" a frown flickered across her face.

 "Going to take a shower". Allen looked away from her eyes. They managed to make him twitch even though her mascara was smudged.

"I'm coming with you" she declared, pulling her dress up to cover her breasts.

"No. We can't - we will... You have to go back home". Allen almost bit his tongue in annoyance with himself.

He was stuttering?

The whole Allen Lincoln was stuttering a few minutes after a mind-blowing sex.

Only Mira was capable of leaving him a mess like that. He couldn't promise to hold himself back if they showered together.

Fuck! He never showered with a woman after sex. The only time he had sex in a shower was when the woman couldn't wait and had sneaked in while he was showering.

He remembered fucking her mouth and shooting his loads down her throat before bending her over the sink for a wild sex.

The lust raging in Mira's eyes wasn't hidden, she left herself bare to him. He should know her intentions.

Mira smirked as she glanced down at the obvious tent in his trousers. He was still hard for her. That alone made her heart swell in anticipation.

But why was he pushing her away?

"Why should I go back now? I want to take care of that". She tilted her head, pointing at his raging hard-on shamelessly.

"You can't" Allen stared at the crimson dot on the armrest where they had done the deed.

"You said I would ride you. I haven't done that yet."

"You don't have to_"

"Why? I want it. I'm not a minor , this is consensual". Mira was getting annoyed at him.

"I hurt you" Allen was never the one to care if he hurt a woman during sex.

He dealt with experienced women anyway. He didn't expect that Mira was a virgin. Good thing he didn't go rough with her immediately.

 "When? Oh, now. Telling me to leave right after sex hurts. Maybe I wasn't good enough, like the ones you had in the past. " She threw her hands up, fuming.

"Oh, you didn't want me from the start, I practically forced myself on you. " She let out a humorless laughter and stood up, pulling her dress back in place.

Allen pulled her back right before she could leave. She fell right on his thigh, her butt landing between his legs. A low groan slipped out of Allen's mouth before he could stop it.

 "There was blood."

"Blood?" Allen nodded over her shoulder and pointed at the droplets he was staring at.

 "Ah? That's... Sure it did hurt like hell at first, but that was it. I want to feel you in me again"

" Aren't you sore?" He whispered lightly into her ear, his breath tingling her neck.

 "A bit. But I want you again. I don't want to leave now."

"You sure?"

"Very sure"

"What about your Nana?"

"I want us to go again, in the shower. We will cuddle and talk after", Mira pushed her thoughts forward, ignoring his question about her grandmother.

What he didn't know was that she had designs to send the old woman that night, but here she was craving the addicting feel of Allen in her.

And more after.

 Allen frowned slightly, cuddle and talk after sex? He has never done that. He would rather take a cold shower after sending his sex partner away and spend the next few hours behind a computer screen.

He always felt clear-headed after every sex. This time was different though.

 Here he was with a raging hard-on right after sex, the seductive soul in his arms messing with his muddled head more.

Without another word, he lifted Mira and stood up, making his way to his ensuite bathroom. They were soon entwined in another steamy session, fucking at every corner of the bathroom and forgetting about using protection along the line.

Mira enjoyed every moment they spent in the ensuite bathroom, her cunt sore and well-sated by the time they washed off, again.

 She snuggled against the clueless-looking Allen, dressed in his t-shirt that barely covered her bare ass. Her dress was dumped somewhere in his laundry bag.

 "I missed you. " She muttered against his chest.

 "You were so mean to me before I left that day, but I couldn't stop missing you" she continued, even though he barely responded.

"Did you_ for once ever think of me in the past years?" She asked after she was met with another slight hum.

Mira was sure he wasn't asleep because, somehow, he was enjoying combing through her damp hair with his fingers

 "No"

"At all?" Mira could hear her heart shattering, but she pushed further, ignoring the nagging feeling.

"No"

That will change.

MIRA

 She couldn't remember falling asleep, only remembered the calm heartbeat drumming straight into her ear as she forced back the salty liquid threatening to spill from her eyes.

Although the room was dimly lit, she couldn't let the tears out and cry silently.

 Allen will definitely feel her tears as her head was laid on her shoulder.

Mira vaguely remembered his fingers brushing through her hair, giving her scalp a soothing massage as she finally dozed off.

He also said something, what did he say? She sprang up at that. The sun wasn't fully out, it was barely six in the morning.

Glancing at the empty space beside her, her heart sank. Mira was sure he left in the middle of the night.

He can't even bare to sleep beside her? At least, he was considerate enough to prop pillows around her before he left, that was why she didn't feel uncomfortable after he left.

A sticky note was on the bedside table, her heart jumped in excitement before she could stop it. Your dress fabric is too flimsy, it got torn in the laundry.

Reilly will bring you a new dress.

Your Grandma thinks you're at your uncle's. Hurry there when you see this.

That's it? Nothing else.

Mira flipped the piece of paper over hoping to see the elite looking handwriting on the other page but there was nothing else.

She plopped back to the bed dejectedly.

"Is this the awkward-after-sex-treatment Kayla was talking about?" She murmured to herself as she reached for her phone which she found by the sticky note.

She didn't know how it got there and didn't care. Mira laid in bed, basking in Allen's warm comforter and scent as she replied important emails.

A few messages from her grandmother asking where she was, she ignored them and messaged Lucian.

The door clicked open causing Mira's head to turn towards it at a neck-cracking pace. A disappointed look slipped across her face when she saw who was at the door.

It wasn't Allen as she expected, rather a smallish middle-aged woman peered in and their eyes met.

"Oh! You are awake" the woman opened the door wider and walked in gingerly peering into Mira's face. She held a large orange paper bag.

"Yes" Mira sat up, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.

Fake!

She wanted to yell out but held herself back. Figuring she must be the Reilly Allen was referring to in the note.

Reilly looked like someone who was entitled and was ready to do anything to get what she wants.

"Good morning. I'm Reilly. Master asked me to attend to you and take care of your every need." She greeted with an overloaded energy and wide smile.

 "No need" Mira dismissed icily not liking the look Reilly was giving her.

 She looked like a maid trying to elevate her status in her master's place, especially in front of his guests.

Mira's mind was working fast, the thought that this plain looking maid with overloaded makeup might have thoughts about Allen made her blood boil.

 "But..." Watching Reilly pepper red coated-lips move triggered something within Mira.

 "Leave please. I want to be alone. Allen did a number on me last night" Mira said in a coquettish voice, her finger trailing over the mark Allen left on her neck.

You want some tea? Get it then.

She sneered internally at Reilly whose cheeked reddened in embarrassment.

Reilly hesitantly dropped the paper bag by the bed before exiting the room, not without a glance back.

Mira rolled her eyes and got out of bed, she picked up the bag to check it content. A pair of overly reserved brown gown and black shrug greeted her.

No part her body will be exposed if she put the dress on. It was long enough to cover her feet even if she put on heels.

 "No way in hell I'm putting this on" Mira shoved the luxurious fabric back into the bag and picked up her phone.

Sending a quick text to her house chauffeur, she stood up to go to the bathroom, but a sore pain shot through her core causing her to pause on her track.

How could I have forgotten that Allen almost tore me apart last night? She thought, a dreamy smile gracing her face.

Thinking back to the activity from last night brought a rare blush on her face. Mira slapped herself back to reality and walked off to the bathroom, ignoring the throbbing pain between her legs.

Settling down into the filled tub, her mind couldn't stop replaying the scenes from last night.

Allen was just as she imagined, or more than. It was worth it, keeping her first time till that moment proofed to be worth it.

"Whether or not it worth it, that would depend on my efforts from now on." Mira muttered as she stepped out of the tub feeling refreshed.

Reilly was in the room when she walked in. The maid was cautious around her now, her fingers clasped together in front of her to hide her tremble.

 She could barely look into Mira's eyes.

How could she not notice the superior aura that oozed out of the beautiful blonde earlier?

Mira was in a simple bathrobe, well Allen's bathrobe, that was longer and bigger than her.

But she managed to make it look like a sexy maxi dress even though her hair was still damp.

There was no doubting it, this woman is on another level. Reilly thought as she mentally smacked herself for her earlier slip off.

"Ma'am, someone is here to see you." Reilly quickly spoke up when Mira raised her eyebrow in a questioning look. She realized she was staring.

 "Maha? Get me my clothes from him, and tell him to wait" Mira instructed.

Reilly came back few minutes with another paper bag, wondering why Mira asked for another dress when Allen already got her one.

She could only swallow her curiosity, after all she was the one who destroyed her dress.

Thinking back to the scene of destroying the black dress in a feat of anger and jealousy that Allen brought another woman again.

She did that after a woman tried to get into the house, claiming that she forgot her underwear.

Thankfully, Allen didn't care that she destroyed the dress, he even bought a new one. While she was still angry that Allen got his whore a new dress, she seemed it as a parting gift and was ready to gloat to the woman, only to meet Mira.

Reilly still doesn't understand why he never looked her way, she was confident in her face and body, well not until meeting Mira.

 "Get out"

Mira ordered when she noticed Reilly not moving after she dropped the bag.

Reilly bit her inner cheek to suppress the anger that was steaming from her lowered self-esteem and exited the room.