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GAMMA ADONAI

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GAMMAS OF LUST SERIES 1 💔 After her boyfriend cheated, Balqis rejected him first only to bump into the drunk Gamma Adonai, Julius's best friend on her way out. He warned her against touching him, but she was adamant and helped him into a room, only to get smooched at the end. When she realized what she has done, Balqis fled and one month later without any connection with the two men, she got pregnant! On that same day, a news that shocked the entire internet was announced saying, "Gamma Adonai was involved in a plane crash and died on the spot!" With nowhere to run to, Balqis was left with no other options than to become her stepmother's lackey and dance as a stripper until a masked stranger appeared, and asked to sleep with her. "Are you mad?" she questioned. "I should sleep with you while pregnant?" She never planned to agree but she had to when he offered a lot of money she couldn't refuse. By 'Sleeping with me' Her thought was that he would have sex with her but no! The eerie masked man only pulled her to himself and whispered, "I miss you, my forbidden fruit" and the next thing she felt was his fangs on her neck. She fainted and wake up to learn that a Gamma revenant had bite and marked her but why.....? "Wait.... Gamma revenant?" She was stunned and shocked! Revenant means just one thing..... A shape shifter that resurrected from death! "Did he.... Did he....."

GAMMA ADONAI Chapter 1

BALQIS’S POV

“What are you doing?” Julius, my mate, snapped as I removed his dick from my mouth.

I couldn’t gulp. My saliva had turned thick and salty from the blow jobs I gave him for the past two hours, trying to please him. “S
Sorry. I was just tired,” I mumbled.

“You cut off my pleasure, is sorry gonna fix that?” He glared at me, obviously very furious.

I sighed with exhaustion. I had to persuade him now too. “Baby, I’ve been doing that for two hours now, and you came twice in my mouth so I
”

“I came twice in your mouth, and you’re tired already?” He sneered. “If I marry you, is this the attitude you’ll keep up?”

“Julius, I
”

“I don’t want to hear it!” He cut me off harshly and got off the bed hastily. “Thanks to you, I lost my appetite for sex!”

I also got out of bed, standing fully naked before him. “Julius, I don’t mean it that way. I’m not just used to anal and
”

He scoffed. “Not used to anal? Satisfying your man is so hard for you, right?”

I watched as he adjusted his hair before putting on his pants, even though his dick was still bulging out of them. Then he put on a shirt and prepared to leave.

I grabbed his hand, pulling him back, “Don’t be vexed, honey. Where are you going?”

“Don’t ask me!” He quipped back.

My chest tightened in panic. The first thing I feared was Julius’ anger. Once he got angry at me, he became unreachable, and I had to apologize in the end. “Don’t leave, please. I’ll do what
.”

He turned around and interrupted, “Too bad, baby. I’m no longer interested,” then he snapped his hand from mine.

No! I can’t lose him like this. He’s my ray of sunshine and the reason I still hold on to my dilapidated life. He shut the door in my face just as I ran after him, and I fell back on my butt, still naked.

What do I do to satisfy this man whom I love so much? Being the illegitimate daughter born out of wedlock, I had led a bitter and sad life before meeting him.

No mother to have my back because she died of cancer, no father to pacify me, and my stepmother was too busy arranging her daughter’s marriage to the Alpha’s son to care about me.

Julius came into my life at the darkest point when everyone branded me a prostitute instead of the dancer that I was. The mate bond helped us, and he didn’t reject me, and because of him, the ugly names disappeared into thin air.

We connected well and easily. He took my virginity, and sex became a regular part of our lives, which I thought was normal until I discovered his insane craving for blow jobs and anal sex.

For days later, I didn’t hear anything from Julius. I called, searched, and even visited his house several times, but his doors were locked.

After two weeks of silence, I decided to visit Gamma Adonai’s place. He was the only best friend I knew he had.

As I got out of the cab, I was happy to see Adonai’s car in the park, which meant he was around.

I walked briskly toward the castle, and when I entered, I was surprised to find the living room, which was always flooded with maids anytime Julius and I came visiting, was deserted. Had Adonai given them a day off ? Whatever it was, something felt off.

I found it odd, but I went upstairs anyway. When I reached his door, I lifted my arms to knock but halted.

Sounds of pleasure reached my ears, and I quickly backed off. Perhaps I came at the wrong time.

I had made up my mind to leave when a familiar voice jeered, “That log of wood I call a mate can’t ride me like this. Just two hours of blow job and she was bored! But you ride me like a rollercoaster
I can’t get enough of it, baby”

Laughter followed, and my heart slammed against my ribs. That’s Julius’ voice!

How can he be at- No!

If Julius was to be here, he should be in the guest room where we’d both crashed after parties or visits. I’d never see anyone near Adonai’s room before. Did he


I didn’t think before turning around and opening the door. Before me was a live pornography scene where Julius’s hand was around a woman’s hips, his cock buried deep inside her.

Her head turned towards the door, and my eyes widened as I was face-to-face with Nirvana! —my stepsister!

My heart stopped beating for a moment. Of all people, Nirvana? They had never even spoken at functions, and she would even show her disgust anytime Julius came visiting. Had they been sneaking around behind me all these time?

“What are you doing here? Who asked you to come here?” Julius reprimanded before I could form any words.

I was shocked. The mate bond between us shimmered brilliantly, and a tear ran down my cheek at the realization that I still belong to him, no matter the situation.

“Bally, are you dumb?” My sister growled, still not standing up from him.

I was numb, but her sharp voice jerked me awake. I didn’t bother to spare her a glance; I just looked at Julius, “Is this what you left me to do?”

“So what? You can’t fuck him like I do,” Nirvana replied, but I still ignored her.

Stamping my feet on the floor, I screamed, “Say something, Julius!!”

“Hey! Shut up! Where did you think you were?” he answered in an irritating tone.

The tears on my cheeks didn’t stop. If it has to come to this, then I won’t torture myself any further.

I raised my left hand, placed the right one on my chest, and began, “By the goddess, I, Balqis Malkova, I reject you, Beta Julius Grande as my mate!”

To my surprise, Julius smirked. “Thank you for rejecting me before I do. I accept your rejection wholeheartedly.”

Then he howled excitedly as the mate bond snapped off. I saw a glint of regret flash across his face, but he masked it by sliding Nirvana up and down his dick, and she moaned in ecstasy.

I turned around and cried hot tears of agony.

So this is where I end it all with him?

Tears continued to run down my cheeks, and my heart burned painfully as I opened the door to leave.

Immediately, I got out of the door, and the moaning intensified.

I walked away dejectedly, wiping my tears away.

‘Yes. This might be for the best,’ my wolf assured me. I agreed. Julius won’t change even if I apologize.

As I descended to the living room, the door burst open, and I stopped momentarily.

Gamma Adonai, the owner of the castle, Julius’s best friend, came in, staggering drunk as he always did. He stopped to stare at me for a while. I found myself ogling his well toned frame that I’d always avoided noticing out of loyalty for Julius. I wondered how he was able to still keep fit and handsome like this despite his drunkenness everyday.

I heaved a long sigh. What a bad day to meet a drunkard. “Hello,” I managed to say as I passed by him.

“B..Bally, is that you?”

I turned around, “Need help, Gamma?”

His shirt hung half buttoned, and he ran his hand through his long hair as he hiccuped before continuing, “Have you seen what that bastard is doing in my room? I caught them just now but
” he gulped.

I rolled my eyes, “You still left them to it after catching them, right?”

He staggered again, almost falling, but held on to a chair, “He
” gulped. “
he didn’t deserve a good bitch like you!”

Damn!! What luck is worse than having a conversation with a drunkard?

Standing here and talking to him was only adding to my anger. I closed the distance between us and held his hands to help him stand properly. “Gamma, you’re drunk. Let me help you to a room.”

He brushed my hand away, still standing drunkenly, “Don’t touch me,” he slurred. “I get horny when your hand touches my skin.”

“Stop it, Gamma Donny!” I quipped and gripped his hand again, trying to force him into a room.

He grudgingly allowed me, and after struggling for a while, I managed to get him to a room downstairs since Julius and Nirvana were in his room upstairs.

Adonai sat on the bed. He looked up at me as he grinned lazily. “I told you not to touch me.”

“How will I help you if I don’t touch you?” I snapped back, adjusting my dress. “Get some rest, I’m leaving.”

I turned to the door, but he pulled my hand back, causing me to fall on his lap, his manly scent finding its way to my brain.

I hesitated, trying to stand up, “Gamma Donny, you need to rest now. I mean it.”

He pinned me down, pressing my arm against his warm abs, and sending unwanted shivers down my spine.

“I told you not to touch me.”

“Yes. But I had to touch you, to get you to-“

He fell onto the bed, and since I was sitting on his lap, I fell on his chest too.

Goosebumps covered my skin, and he whispered in the most intoxicating I’d ever heard from him, “Now I’m horny. What do we do about it?”

“You’re crazy,” I screeched.

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GAMMA ADONAI of Contents

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