Gigi:
"Theodore."
His name left my mouth as he turned me around and pushed me back onto the bed.
I did not expect things to go this way.
I was wearing a pale cream-white dress with no bra underneath, and I guess this is where I fucked up, or maybe I did the right thing.
He came up behind me and wrapped one hand around my neck while using the other to pull my dress up.
"You like it, don’t you?" he whispered into my ear, his lips brushing my earlobe and making the tingling sensation between my legs intensify.
"Theodore, what about your brother?" I whispered, and he chuckled into my ear.
"He wouldn’t know," he mumbled as he pulled my panties down.
Then I felt him unbuckle his pants, and my breath hitched.
His hand moved up and down my neck before slipping inside my dress from the top, grabbing my breast and massaging it.
He was very rough that way.
"He would never know what happened here," he whispered as his tongue traced along my ear.
Then I felt the head of his cock press into me from behind, and I felt as if I were going to die.
He grabbed my hands and stretched them out while his other hand tightened around my neck, choking me as he began to thrust into me harder and harder, making my breath hitch.
I clutched the sheets as his pace quickened.
Every thrust made his balls slap against my ass with a loud sound.
"Come on, say my name. Say it," he whispered as he increased his speed.
"Theodore."
As soon as I said his name, I jolted awake.
All I could do was grunt inwardly.
I hated these kinds of dreams.
They left me wet and feeling more and more hungry.
Then the knocking on the door grew more insistent, and I realized it was my maid.
"What is it?" I yelled from inside.
"Um, Alpha King Theodore is here. He has come to pick you up."
As soon as she said those words, I immediately sat up in bed and rushed into the bathroom.
I cleaned myself up down there because I was soaking wet.
Then I sprayed on some perfume.
Well, I was wearing a bra underneath my cream-colored dress.
That was because I was going out to dinner around other people.
I did not want anyone talking about how indecently I was dressed while having dinner with my boyfriend’s brother.
Those were exactly the kinds of rumors I hated.
I mean, I wanted them to spread, and at the same time I didn’t, because those rumors would make me feel good, but they would also create distance between me and the brothers.
They might even try to pull away from me out of fear of hurting their brother, and I did not want that.
I didn’t want those rumors spreading before the brothers accepted me completely.
And also, why the fuck had I yelled at my maid?
Usually, the Alpha King brothers had never seen me raise my voice.
They knew me as a very independent, strong, yet soft-spoken and gentle woman.
I walked out and smiled at Theodore.
"You know, when she knocked on the door, I fucking thought that crazy lover had finally come into my house," I said as I approached him.
Theodore, however, seemed focused on his phone. He smiled at me and then shook his head.
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