Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 1

Vivian:
My eyes slowly opened, but they closed right away. I wondered why a man's lips would taste so exquisite. Painstakingly, I felt his strong arms encircle my waist, which caused me to shiver and gulp hard. I tried my best not to indulge myself in the unnecessary scenario, but I couldn't help it since I was extremely wet underneath.
An uncontrollable moan left my lips when I felt his huge and tough palm sliding under my skimpy dress. He left my lips and my eyes went to his face. I was stunned. His face was exactly like a Greek god. It felt like he came out of a fantasy book I always read when I was a child.
Another moan, louder and more musical, escaped from my lips when I felt his hand performing wonders on me. I stared at this man whose eyes burned in lust. I knew this strange but handsome man wanted my body and nothing else.
Furthermore, I could not believe I was letting a man over me. This wasn't me, but it wasn't something I could control, neither could I explain it. Earlier on, at the party where I was busy drinking, I just suddenly had the urge to have sex. Trying to sort myself out, I entered a room and found a man who had the same purpose as me.
I shut my lustful eyes when I felt his lips' wildly munching on my jugular area, allowing me no second to process my breathing. It came out rasp and fast.
Just abruptly, like a baby, I was suddenly swept off the ground and the next thing I noticed was being laid on the huge and soft bed.
My eyes opened once more, and I saw this man was stark naked. He was sure the straightforward type, undeniably. I wasn't even surprised when I saw I was nude too. My arms went up steadily and held onto his shoulders, before wrapping them around its broadness.
I gasped when I felt his monster penetrating inside me. I almost yelled out, but I was able to control myself by sucking the whole of my lower lip in.
Yet, I could not believe it. I was having sex with a stranger at a party. When I remembered Maria, my cousin, who took me to the party, would be anxiously waiting for me, I sighed deeply.
However, my worries went away when I felt the rush of ecstasy in me. I moaned out sweetly and loudly as he thrust each mini second. I saw he was also in his moment of fervor too.
I suddenly noticed his eyes which were piercing deep into my brown-colored eyes, and it made me nervous. I almost felt attracted to him, but I had to swerve my mind back to reality.
"Do you feel it?" I heard his voice, which thrilled me. I have never heard a deep voice that felt so good. Amidst his statement, he made low grunts which felt very sultry.
"Yes, I do," I answered nervously and tried hard not to blink.
"It came like a spark," He whispered, with his brows slowly furrowing, refusing to ignore my nervous and faltering gaze.
This statement left me anxious and perplexed. I thought he meant his dick which he was almost crippling me with.
"What do you mean?" I found myself asking in a soft tone.
"The bond," He answered casually and suddenly started going faster and harder.
"Bond?" I tried to whisper, but a loud sweet scream escaped from my lips instead. We were at our climax. My arms dropped from his shoulders and with balled fists, I grabbed a handful of the sheets.
"Fuck!" He yelled, as he strongly bit his lower lip. My eyes closed in passion, and my legs shook when I felt something warm in me.
He groaned, pulled out from me, and stood up immediately. I could sense he was quite weak by the way he walked. "Are you alright?" I asked as I sat upright, grabbing the sheets which I used to conceal my bare chest.
"Here," His voice was cold and it made me shiver. Even his presence was giving me the chills. What could have happened? Why did he suddenly change? These questions swirled around my troubled mind.
He wore his clothes back on and faced me. When I saw his icy facial expression, I quickly took my eyes down, trying to dodge his stony gaze. He now had a stick of brown, gigantic cigarette in between his mouth which he was yet to light.
"How much is it?" He asked, demandingly.
I raised my brows at him. His question made me puzzled.
"How much do you charge?" He asked again, with arrogance in his voice.
"Charge?" I began in a mutter. "I don't quite understand what you mean," I added, shakily.
With clenched teeth, he brought out a bundle of money from his pocket and threw it on the bed. I flinched in bewilderment, then looked at him with widened eyes.
"What is this?" I stuttered, surprisingly.
He snickered. "That should be enough for tonight, right? At least, you would have enough for the month. Why don't you get a life rather than being a harlot?" He asked, his brows slyly raised.
My big eyes narrowed, confusedly. What the hell was he spewing about? Did he think I was a prostitute? I couldn't believe it and worst still, he didn't even give me the chance to talk back.
But before he walked out of my sight, He said, "You should get a life. You look very beautiful for this."
I tutted angrily and got up, picked up my dress and underwear, which were laying helplessly on the floor. I wore it right away and proceeded to leave the room when I remembered the money. I turned around and when I saw the bundle of money, rage filled me. I bit my lower lip and scoffed.
"Jerk," I muttered and finally scurried out for fear that Maria would leave me. I just prayed she was still at the party, probably drinking somewhere with her mate, Jared.
I saw myself back at the party. The dance floor, to be precise. I twirled around, scanning my eyes around, praying I would see them amongst the dancing and vigorously moving bodies or even at the nearby counter, drinking and discussing.
I sighed in relief when I saw the couple at a distance dancing and acting all lovey-dovey. A smile crawled on my sharply cut lips, but it was quick to fade away when I remembered Jared was supposed to be mine. Jared, the Alpha of the Silver Pack, was supposed to be my mate and not my cousin, Maria.