Chapter1
Lila
"Fuck.Oh, God.Fucking, yes.Just like that.God, that feels so fucking good.Don't stop!"
The nasally cries pour through the wall and into my room, dragging my attention away from the chemistry formulas I've been staring at for the past hour.Of course my roommate is fucking her Alpha What’s-His-Name again.Ever since he came into her life this week, that's all it's been.
At this point, I'm not even sure what part of our shared space is safe to sit on.It seems like everything is fair game as far as they're concerned.Everything but my room, that is.A heavy sigh drifts from my lips as I look over at my neat and tidy bed.Definitely no Alphas messing up my sheets.No hands fisting the fabric as they pin me down and rut into me until I'm dripping all over everything until everything is basically a biohazard.
Slick gathers between my thighs as they continue to go at it.From the harsh, frantic sounds of scraping and bumping, I wouldn't be surprised if he had her pinned to the wall, rutting into her like an animal.It would at least help explain the unhuman noises filling the space.
The small, carefully placed picture frames and dry-erase calendar rattle with every punctuated moan.Honestly, I'm shocked they haven't fallen yet.There’s still time, though.I’m not naïve enough to think they’ll stay onthatmuch longer.
Gathering my laptop, I move to my bed and lie down.Though I'm further away now, I can still hear everything, still feel the vibrations of their lust thrumming through the walls.I should be studying.I should be preparing for my finals.Instead, my hand wanders down into my pants where I drag my fingers across my slick lower lips and slide back up to circle my clit.Pleasure blooms hot and immediate, even as guilt rises in me like bile.
I shouldn't be doing this.I shouldn't be listening in.I sure as hell shouldn't be getting off to my dorm mate and her boy toy of the week.It's wrong to be using them like this, feeding my desperate, hungry mind.Would I want them doing the same to me?
My heart and mind don't seem to agree because I keep touching myself, stroking wet circles around my clit as heat drips down my spine and curls my toes.Her cries become harder, more frantic, as his growls permeate the space—deep Alpha sounds that sizzle across my ears and drive a spike of jealousy straight into my chest.
How many times have I dreamed of an Alpha to bend me to his will, to consume me, to make me his?To shove me to my knees and make me choke on his cock while he tells me what a needy little slut I am?
God, I've been reading too many romance novels.At this moment, all I can think about, all I want, is an Alpha's lips hovering over mine.Every breath I exhale is one he draws into himself, drinking me in heart and soul.His hands map my body in hushed, fierce reverence as he owns me, barely leashing the violence I know is coiled beneath his skin.
Pleasure swirls through me as I work my clit faster, letting the sounds of my friend's passion spur me forward.Granted, with the way her Alpha grunts like a caveman, I can't see myself actually wanting a guy like that.Not really.
I want someone smart, someone who can dirty talk with the best of them, someone who can wreck me with words before he ever touches me… someone like the heroes in my novels.Someone who'll whisper filthy promises against my throat about how he's going to ruin me, split me open on his knot, make me beg for it.
If only I could make fiction rise off the page and take me, own me, claim me.Scrunching my eyes closed, I picture his teeth at the juncture between my neck and shoulder, holding me down but not piercing.Not yet, not until his massive knot fills me, stretches me open, and ties me to him.Not until I'm so full with his cock that I can barely breathe, pussy clenching desperately around the thick invasion as he forces me to take every inch.
Then, and only then, will he sink his teeth into my flesh, making us one.God, how romantic.My blood pouring into his mouth, sliding down his throat as our souls merge and intertwine until there's no him or me… just us.
It's not the blood that draws me.I've never been a fan of vampires or monsters.It's being so consumed by another person that their heartbeat becomes yours, that you can't tell where you end and they begin.I just have to get through the blood part first.Might as well picture it as the sexiest thing on earth.
My free hand joins in, drifting lower until I can slide a finger inside my pussy.My inner walls clamp down immediately, desperately grasping at the pathetic intrusion as I strain toward release.God, I'm so empty.So fucking empty I could cry.
One finger is nothing compared to what I need, what I'm aching for, but it’s something.It's that tease, that hint of fullness that finally sends me over the edge.My hips buck pathetically against my hand as I imagine it's an Alpha's thick fingers buried knuckle-deep inside me, his palm grinding against my clit while he tells me to come for him like the desperate little omega I am.I come hard, spasming around my own finger, teeth sinking into my lower lip to keep from crying out so no one can hear my shame.
Heaven knows I don't want Chelsea finding out what's happening in my room.It would be mortifying for them to know I just came all over my hand because they decided to fuck… again.
Groaning under my breath, I ease my finger out and wipe it on my pants, the coarse fabric rough against my oversensitive skin.I can't go out and use the communal bathroom now.Not when they're still going at it loud enough that I'm sure the apartments at the other end can hear.I'll have to keep some sanitization wipes in my desk drawer in case this happens again.
No, I scold myself.It's not going to happen again.This cannot happen again.Not like this, anyway.
Heat fans my cheeks as I pick up my laptop and try to concentrate.Chelsea's punctuated cries continue to pepper the air, driving me to distraction.Thankfully, I managed to ease the ache enough that it only annoys me instead of being both irritatingandarousing.
As I root around for a set of headphones, my phone goes off.The familiar ring makes my gut twist until I'm nearly sick.Dad.Of course he'd call just as I was getting off.His timing, as always, is impeccable.
"Hey Dad," I grumble into the phone as I wedge it between my shoulder and ear while I continue seeking out the headphones that seem to have grown legs and walked off.
"Hey, Little Lily," he croons, setting my already raw nerves on fire."Did I catch you at a bad time?"
As much as I want to tell him yes, I want to get him off the phone even quicker.Even though the two next door seem to have quieted down, I'm not sure how long that will last.And good luck trying to explainthatto him.
I can hear it now.Little Lily, you're too young to be engaging in that.Little Lily, that's inappropriate for an omega.Little Lily… Little Lily…
"Lila," he barks out, interrupting my thoughts."Are you listening to me?"The sharp edge of his tone rankles me even through the phone.
His cop voice.Great.Just what I need.He doesn't get mad, not really, but as an Alpha, he's never one to shy away from asserting dominance, especially when annoyed.
