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The Alpha's Touch

Brienne was born and raised in the city of Flogate. She’s an accountant working at one of the most prominent accounting firms, she has a simple dreams: to build a family and marry her boyfriend, Jasper, especially after her parents passed away. Unbeknownst to her, something else existed beyond their world—the Children of the Moon, or as the ancients called them, the werewolves. One wild night, their paths collided when she caught her boyfriend kissing another woman in a club while insulting her. A single touch would change everything. How will Brienne handle it all, knowing that she is the Alpha's human mate?
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Chapter 3

Brienne had no idea how they made it to the hotel; they had been too consumed with kissing, hungry for each other's lips. The man pinned her against the wall and locked the door behind them.

"Hmmm," Brienne breathed as she gently pushed him aside.

"Slow down," she whispered softly. The man, breathing heavily, gently cupped her face in his hands. Their eyes met—her green ones full of warmth, his blue ones intense. He slowly lifted Brienne, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding him close.

"Are you sure you want this, doll?" the man asked. "You can back out now," he added as he slowly walked toward the king-sized bed. Brienne stared at him, taking in his defined features. His jawline was chiseled, his cheekbones high and prominent. His straight, well-proportioned nose complemented his other features. His thick eyebrows framed intense eyes that held a confident gaze. He was undeniably handsome.

"Are you done staring, doll?" he asked, his lips curling upward. Brienne gulped and looked away, but he gently turned her face back to him.

"Answer me," he said firmly. "Do you still want to do this?" he asked.

"Y-Yes," Brienne replied. The man laid her down on the bed, and she suddenly felt shy. Who would have thought she'd end up in bed with a stranger after breaking up with her cheating ex-boyfriend?

"What are you thinking about?" he asked as he began kissing her legs. Brienne's breath hitched.

"I'm thinking about your name," she replied. The man looked up at her and smiled.

"Raven," he said.

"Like the bird?" Brienne asked. Raven burst out laughing, leaving Brienne with a confused expression.

"Yes, babydoll, like the bird," Raven replied, kissing the back of her hand. It was the first time anyone had made that comparison, and he couldn't deny that it amused him. Brienne bit her bottom lip, and seeing this, Raven immediately placed his thumb on her lips.

"Don't do that," he uttered softly. "You're tempting me," he added. But when Raven removed his finger, Brienne unconsciously did it again. Raven growled, surprising Brienne, before pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss, as if he were drawing out her very soul with the intensity of it.

"R-Raven," she whispered between their kisses.

"Say you don't want this while I still have control over myself," he whispered in her ear. Brienne suddenly felt a wave of heat and pulled Raven closer.

"I want this," Brienne replied. Raven felt his eyes flash golden. He kissed her neck, eagerly cupped her breast, and tore her clothes away.

Raven kissed her chest and removed her bra. Brienne gasped and moaned as he began playing with her nipples. He teased her with his touch, and Brienne couldn't help but crave for more.

"Raven," she called out his name. Raven cursed under his breath. He had bedded many women before, but the desire he felt for the woman beneath him was overwhelming. He had wanted her from the moment he helped her, but he wasn't the kind of man to sleep with a woman without her consent, especially when she was drunk. When Brienne initiated it, Raven didn't hesitate to bring her back to the hotel he owned.

"Yes, Bree?" Raven asked as he licked her nipple.

"M-More, please," she said shyly.

Raven felt his arousal intensify and began sucking her nipples alternately, determined to give her the pleasure she deserved.

Raven trailed kisses from her chest down to her p*ssy. He removed her underwear, and Brienne quickly covered herself, biting her lips.

"Remove your hand, babydoll," he said. "Let me taste you," he added.

"R-Raven, no, it's dirty," she protested, but Raven ignored her plea and gently removed her hands. He then began licking her p*ssy.

Brienne couldn't help but moan, struggling to keep control as the pleasure overwhelmed her. She grabbed Raven's hair and arched her back as his tongue teased her entrance. When Raven pushed a finger inside, she gasped in delight.

"Ohhh!"

Raven started thrusting his finger in and out of Brienne, and all she could do was moan his name. As she felt something building inside her, Brienne began to tremble.

"T-There's something wrong with me," she whispered.

"It's okay, baby. Cum, babydoll. Cum for me," Raven urged, and Brienne came in his hand. She panted heavily, but Raven wasn't done yet.

He stood up and removed his pants, revealing his already hard d*ck, ready to f*ck the gorgeous woman beneath him. Brienne gulped at the sight of how big Raven was.

"Will that fit me?" she whispered.

"Of course, baby," Raven replied as he slowly inserted his hard shaft into Brienne. She clung tightly to him, her sharp nails digging into his back as he pushed himself deeper.

"R-Raven!" Brienne called out.

"It's okay, baby, relax," Raven reassured her, but he cursed under his breath when he saw the blood on the sheet. He hadn't realized Brienne was a virgin. He had assumed that because she had a boyfriend, she wasn't anymore. Guilt washed over him as he saw her tears and heard her little sobs. Raven kissed her forehead, then down to her nose, her cheeks, and finally her lips.

"I'm sorry," he said softly. "I'll pull out, babygirl," he added.

"No!" Brienne yelled, looking up at him. "No, don't pull it out. I can take it," she insisted. Raven sighed and gently wiped her tears away.

"Okay, baby," he said. Raven waited for Brienne to adjust to his size, and when she gave him the signal to continue, he did, starting off very slow. Raven thrust his d*ck in and out of Brienne's p*ssy.

"Aaahhh! R-Raven!" Brienne moaned as Raven's thrusts became faster and deeper. The loud slapping of their skin, along with their moans and groans, echoed through the room.

"Raven... almost..." she gasped.

"I know, baby. Let's do it together," Raven said, intertwining their fingers. With one hard, deep thrust, Raven released inside her. Horrified, he realized he had come inside her.

"F*ck," he whispered. Caught up in the pleasure, he had forgotten to use protection. Brienne was simply irresistible to him. Raven looked at Brienne, who was already snoring.

He grabbed a tissue from the table and cleaned her up, then gave her his shirt and covered her with a blanket.

"Sleep tight, Bree. I'll take responsibility for everything," he said, kissing her forehead. Raven lay next to her, pulling her closer into his embrace, closing his eyes, and letting sleep take over him.

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