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My Return With The Alpha's Secret Triplets

Five years after a heart-wrenching betrayal forced her into exile, Elena returns to the city with a life-changing secret: her three children. Their father is none other than the ruthless Alpha and mafia kingpin, Silas, who believes Elena died long ago. As their paths collide, Elena must navigate a world of danger and dark family legacies. Can she protect her triplets from the underworld while facing the man who once broke her heart?
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Chapter 2

Lucy's POV

“Woww!” I took my hands to cover my face, I was deeply crushing on him, more at this moment. With his great beauty, he still has to be an Alpha?

I didn't want to go into too many questions, we just met. We would have a lot of time together to get to know each other. My body and wolf were screaming for sex and that's what I wanted.

Eric started to unbuckle his belt, pulling it off, then zipping down, his bulge stood up and I quenched in lust. I could feel myself getting wet down there even when he didn't touch me. Even when we'd not gone far yet, my imaginations were far enough to get me wet.

With his panties alone, he descended on the bed, making me giggle. My legs turned weak as he draped his hands over my shoulders, extending to my back and unzipping me. I'd never had a guy do this to me before.

“Is this what they call being made to feel like a woman?” I asked myself.

“Please be gentle with me, I'm a virgin.” I muttered.

“Don't worry, I got you. I'll satisfy you. I'll make sure you enjoy the whole process.” His words proved a great piece of assurance to me, I rested on his chest briefly before he continued to undress me. He pulled off my gown leaving me alone in my half-cupped bra and string panties.

Pulling my face closer by the neck, his lips enveloped into a kiss. I slowly took out my hands to grab him by the sides as I felt him kissing every corner of my lips, sensations mixed within us, our wolves got merrier waiting for more. The more he kissed me, nibbling on my tongue, my body was getting to wanting him more.

I really needed him to fuck me hard even while I was still enjoying the kiss.

“Get up!” He gestured on me when he released me. He stepped out of the bed, helping me to. Slowly and shyly, I took my hand to his bulge which was straining hard against his panties like it was going to rip it off.

Without saying a word, he pulled it down and his cock sprang free, I covered my eyes but he grabbed my hands, taking it slowly down to his cock where he placed them on it.

“You can play with it as you like, it belongs to you, same way your body belongs to me.

Eric pulled me in a flash against his chest. My boobs got to feel his rock hard chest and cock which was shooting straight against my lower abdomen. He snapped the hook of my bra, exposing my boobs which he squeezed before trailing his fingers down to my panties. Untying the ropes, it fell down.

I was naked before him and he was naked before me. With a finger, he pushed me back to the bed, I fell to it giggling. My eyes went lower to his cock before he placed his lips back on mine, kissing me furiously. His hands didn't spare me while kissing, from caressing my boobs to trailing my sides, down to my groin where his fingers finally found my wetness.

“Gosh!”

“I'm wet for you,” I completed what he was about to say.

“I wanna fuck you so hard.” Saying this, he turned me over to him on the bed, I bent exposing my ass and hole before him. I could feel his cock brushing over my ass. He took his fingers to knead around my pussy, I moaned feeling him touch my sensitive part.

“Relax, I'm not even started with you.” His seductive voice loomed in the air. Slowly he guided his cock to my entrance, I pouted my lips, shutting my eyes, waiting to receive the first pain in my pussy which would follow with bliss.

The tip of his cock pushed in slowly, then withdrew, pushed in again, then withdrew. Each time he pushed, he was gaining entrance. I began to feel the slight pains. When he finally got inside of me, I let out a yelp, a deep breath escaping my throat at this moment he penetrated me for the first time.

“Huh-hh!” I groaned as he pushed further. I shut my eyes really tight, waiting for this moment of pain to pass by so I can really begin to enjoy him.

It was just a matter of a few minutes and I began to moan in pleasure. I had only a little blood flowing out from my hymen. Eric started to groan as he fucked me harder. Soon we were moaning with great speed. He was out of control, I was going with the rhythm, feeling an aura of bliss brush over me.

“Hm-mmm–hmm.”

“Huh-hh-hhhh.”

“Aww-wwwwnn. Gosh, fuck me harder.”

I was going crazier as his heavy cock pounded into me. We continued in a series of styles that came through our minds, moaning all along for the next three hours.

“I want to cum baby!” He whispered into my ear as we were approaching climax. I really wanted to feel his fluid inside of me. Nothing mattered at this moment but getting as much pleasure as I could get from Eric.

When his warmth fluid splashed right inside of me, I moaned so loud, rhyming with hard groans. I imagined how sweet and relieved he would be feeling at this moment, just as I was feeling.

We took time to kiss before cuddling with each other, thinking about this very moment. Soon we drifted up to sleep.

I woke up in the morning expecting to have my first good morning kiss from Eric, to my greatest shock I saw no one beside me. I sprang up looking around the room.

“Eric? Eric? Eric?” I walked up to the door, then I recalled I was naked, I quickly went over to put on my gown. My wolf was howling in disappointment, I thought this was a dream but feeling the tension in my core, I knew what we did last night was real. It was no dream.

While searching around the room, expecting perhaps he went to the bathroom, I realized that his clothes weren't here, not even his phone. If he had to wear his clothes to the bathroom, he couldn't go with his phone and shoes.

To confirm my doubt, I rushed to the bathroom which was in the inner room but saw no one. The door was even locked from the outside with the key hanging on the handle to show that no one had used it yet. I rushed back to the room, scanning my eyes around when I came upon a piece of paper on the table close to the door. I rushed over to it, grabbing my chest.

“I'm really sorry but I can't accept you as my mate. I, Alpha Eric of the ********* Pack, reject you, Lucy, as my mate. The reason being that you're not just my type. Goodbye. Thanks for the night! It was indeed great but I never hope to see you again. For your good.”

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