Chosen by the Beast Alpha

Chapter 48: Chapter 48

Dominic’s POV

Perhaps it was the nearing full moon—I had planned to wait until its end before taking Lena. But now, I couldn’t hold back any longer. Eliza, Eliza... I truly couldn’t leave her be. Yet I knew it was just my pride talking. Still, I couldn’t fully trust Lena’s love.

Her influence over me was far greater than Eliza’s. Maybe the only reason I helped Eliza was so that—when Lena inevitably left me after witnessing the monster I could become—I’d still have Eliza by my side.

Eliza had no choice now. Only my title could free her from Marcus.

Lena was right. I truly was a coward. No— I won’t let her leave me!

The beast inside me grew restless, its claws sinking deeper. I seized Lena. Against her, I had no resistance left.

She didn’t struggle. Her palm pressed against my chest, yet she didn’t push me away.

My mind screamed at me to stop, but the thing inside me wouldn’t listen. The curse coiled like a chain, pulled taut under the moonlight, dragging me forward.

I shoved her into the seat, looming over her. Her eyes were wide, reflecting the moon—reflecting me.

My tongue forced past her lips, tangling with hers, pulling, sucking, biting. I dragged her upper lip between my teeth, grazing lightly before releasing it.

Breaking the kiss, I panted, staring down at her. Her lips were swollen now, glistening wet.

"Don’t move," I growled.

My hands gripped the collar of her T-shirt and tore. Fabric split with a sharp rip, splitting down to her chest.

I bent low, my mouth tracing her collarbone, licking a path downward. Her left breast sprang free, nipple already hardened. I didn’t give her time to react—I took it into my mouth.

Her body shuddered violently. She didn’t cry out, didn’t weep, didn’t flee. Just stared at me.

My free hand roamed, gripping her other breast, fingers tightening around the soft flesh. It fit perfectly in my palm—yielding yet resilient.

She began trembling, fingers digging into the seat, nails biting into the leather. A faint whimper escaped the back of her throat, stifled almost instantly.

My palm pressed against her waist, feeling the subtle quiver of her muscles. Her breath hit my neck—hot, uneven. She smelled sweeter than usual, the pull of her overwhelming, especially now.

My fingers twitched uncontrollably, joints straining as my claws threatened to burst through.

I lowered my head, forehead resting against her shoulder, jaw clenched. My arms caged her against the seat as something primal tore at me from within. The beast in my chest howled, desperate to break free.

I tugged down the zipper of her jeans, dragging both denim and underwear past her hips. Her lower body was exposed—the curve of her abdomen, the dip of her pelvis. My fingers trailed lower, slipping into the slick heat between her legs.

She was already open, wet. My middle finger pressed there, feeling the pulse of warmth. I circled lightly, gathering her arousal before smearing it back over her clit.

Her hips rolled instinctively—not retreating, but seeking. Her body betrayed her far more honestly than her words ever could.

I undid my own pants. My cock sprang free, already glistening at the tip, aching with need. I fought back the wolf’s snarl beneath my skin, barely restraining the shift.

Gripping myself, I lined up at her entrance. Her wetness coated me, slick and scalding.

Reason lost to the curse’s frenzy, I shut my eyes.

I thrust in—hard, deep, no hesitation.

Her walls clenched around me like a fist, tight and searing, swallowing me whole. The sensation exploded from the crown of my cock, searing through every nerve, up my spine, burning white behind my eyelids.

A sharp breath hissed through my teeth.

The pleasure was far more intense than I had anticipated. Every woman had passed out—their bodies simply couldn’t withstand it. But her body—this damned, frail Omega discarded like trash by her family—her cunt seemed tailor-made for me.

Lena lowered her head, pressing her forehead against my shoulder. Her fingers clutched the lapels of my suit jacket, knuckles turning white.

"T-too... too much..." Her voice was muffled against the hollow of my shoulder, trembling with unshed tears. "Slow... slow down..."

I didn’t slow down. My grip on her waist tightened, lifting her slightly before slamming her back down. As I pulled out, her walls clung to me desperately, dragging against the head of my cock, the flushed pink flesh peeking out.

"Ah—!" I glanced down at her. She had bitten her lower lip, teeth sinking into the soft flesh until it lost all color. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes, clinging to her lashes like shards of glass under the moonlight.

"Look at me," I commanded. "You’re squeezing me. Feel that?"

She didn’t answer, but her cunt did. Waves of spasms pulsed from deep inside, rhythmic and relentless, tightening around me with each contraction.

My hand slid to the side of her throat. Thumb pressing against the artery, fingers curling around the back of her neck. Not enough to crush her windpipe—just enough pressure to teeter on the edge of consciousness.

A flush spread across her face, blooming from her cheekbones downward like spilled paint. Her lips parted slightly, breaths turning shallow and rapid. At the same time, her cunt clenched violently around me.

Each ripple of her orgasm rolled through her, wave after wave, each one hotter, wetter, tighter than the last. Her body trembled—starting from her thighs, radiating up her stomach, her chest, until her entire frame shuddered like a leaf in the wind beneath me.

I released her throat. Blood rushed back to her head, her eyes snapping wide, pupils dilating before she went limp against me, gasping for air.

Her cunt still pulsed around me. Gripping her waist, I hauled her up, twisting her around.

Her back hit the steering wheel, the horn letting out a sharp beep. One hand braced against the windshield beside her head, the other lifting her leg to rest on the center console.

At this angle, her entrance was fully exposed. Moonlight spilled over her, illuminating the glistening pink flesh inside, still quivering, slick with the aftermath of her climax.

I sheathed myself inside her again.

"Ah—!" She threw her head back, her skull thudding against the steering wheel with another muffled sound.

I gripped her chin, forcing my thumb into her mouth, pressing down on her tongue. Saliva immediately welled up, spilling over my fingers.

I started moving—not the slow, controlled thrusts from before, but fast and deep, each one slamming against her cervix, each one making her abdomen arch subtly beneath me.

Her vagina wasn’t just tight anymore—it was sucking, clenching, swallowing. Every time I pulled back, it seemed to tighten instinctively, as if trying to keep me inside. Every time I drove in, it would convulse like it had been scorched, then slowly relax, waiting for the next impact.

She came, then came again. The intervals between her climaxes grew shorter—from minutes down to seconds, until they blurred into one continuous wave. Her body felt like an overloaded machine, on the verge of breaking apart.

"Enough... Dominic, enough..." she finally managed to speak, her voice hoarse and broken. "I can’t... I really can’t..."

I didn’t stop.

I seized both her wrists, pinned them together, and pressed them against the windshield above her head.

With one hard thrust, her body jerked violently, as if electrocuted. A rush of warm liquid gushed from deep inside her, squeezing around my cock, spilling onto my stomach before trickling down my thighs.

"I can’t... it’s too much..." she sobbed, her gaze unfocused. "Stop... please, stop..."

I released her wrists, gripping her waist instead, lifting her from the steering wheel and dropping her back into the seat. She collapsed, legs splayed, her entrance still leaking—translucent fluid mixed with streaks of white.

I pulled out. My cock was slick with her arousal, gleaming as if oiled. The moment the tip slipped free, there was a soft, wet sound—like a cork being popped.

But in that instant, what echoed in my mind were the words I’d overheard earlier that afternoon.

After finishing business with my father in the study, I’d paused at the staircase landing when I heard her voice in the hallway.

She had accounted for every possibility, calculated everything coldly. She said I didn’t love her—that she could never force me to do anything.

At that moment, I scoffed inwardly. Her mind was always working—even pinned beneath me, her eyes were never empty. She wasn’t afraid of me, hadn’t been from the very first day she stepped into the tower. Not because she was brave, but because she had laid out her fate from the start, dissecting it with ruthless clarity.

Curse. Death. The wolf cub. Inheritance. Freedom.

She had thought of everything for me, every last detail—except herself. And yet, she was supposed to be a selfish she-wolf.

Moonlight spilled through the glass roof of the car, cold and pitiless, while inside me, fire raged.

I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay in control, then finally let her go.

Lena gasped, slumping back into the seat, her wide eyes fixed on me, still hazy with lingering desire. Her fingers trailed down my chest, coming to rest over my heart.

Then, the beast inside me—silent for so long—let out a low, triumphant laugh. "See that? I just took over."

Its voice darkened, cruel. "Next time, I’ll use your hands to tear her apart."

A sudden, searing pain lanced through my chest. I wrenched myself away from her, shoving her back against the seat.

She sucked in a sharp breath, hurt flashing across her face before confusion took its place. "Dominic? What’s wrong?"

I didn’t answer. My voice came out rough, barely human. "You should be afraid of me. You should have been afraid from the beginning."

She held my gaze, silent now, no more questions.

I shoved the car door open and stepped into the night. The cold hit me instantly, finally leaching some of the heat from my skin.

I couldn’t hurt her.

If the curse was meant to take me, then let it. Enough. She didn’t love me. I wouldn’t make her suffer through this. The burden was mine—always had been.

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