Breeder To The Brutal Alpha King

Kaden’s POV

​”Get on the bed,” I growled, my voice so low and thick with forced lust that it barely sounded human. ”Lie on your back.”

​Tanya’s smirk widened. Without hesitation, she climbed onto the mattress, lying flat on her back and spreading her legs wide for me, exposing herself completely. She arched her spine, her breathing heavy as she waited for me to take her.

​I let out a harsh, guttural groan, tearing my shirt off and letting it drop to the floor. The artificial heat from the aphrodisiac was tearing through my veins, making my skin burn and my pulse hammer violently in my ears. I unbuckled my belt with shaking hands, shoved my dark trousers and briefs down my legs, and marched over to the edge of the bed.

​I dropped between her thighs, my broad frame completely towering over her. My blood was boiling, my shaft rock-hard and throbbing painfully from the drug.

​I leaned down, grabbing her breast and taking her dark nipple into my mouth, sucking hard, trying desperately to lose myself in the sensation. I squeezed her hip, driving my knee between her legs, preparing to thrust inside her and end this torture once and for all.

​Fuck her, I ordered myself, my eyes clamped shut. Fuck her until you forget everything else.

​I reached down, gripping my aching cock, aligning myself at her entrance to slide straight in—but the moment my skin brushed against hers, my mind violently flashed back to the bed in the guest room. I didn’t see Tanya. I saw Ruby. I saw the wide, flushed, sea-blue eyes of my brother’s woman looking up from the mattress, her chest heaving, her soft thighs bared to another man.

​A sharp, unbearable pang of agony sliced through my heart, so violent it felt as if a cold blade had been shoved into my chest.

​My grip on my cock went slack. A wave of intense nausea hit me like a physical blow, making my throat tighten in pure disgust. My body instantly rejected the touch, my shaft softening even under the forced, burning heat of the drug.

​I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t put myself inside Tanya.

​I violently yanked myself backward, stumbling off the bed and away from her as if her skin had burned me.

​”Get out,” I rasped, my chest heaving tightly as I dragged a hand over my sweat-slicked face.

​Tanya blinked, her smile instantly vanishing into total confusion. ”What? Alpha... what’s wrong? You’re literally—”

​”I said GET THE FUCK OUT!” I roared, the Alpha command exploding from my throat with enough power to make the windows rattle in their frames.

​Tanya gasped in terror. Scrambling frantically off the bed, she snatched her red dress and high heels from the floor, not even bothering to put them back on. Clasping her clothes to her bare chest, she practically threw open the suite doors and bolted out into the hallway, leaving the heavy doors to slam shut behind her.

​”FUCK!”

​I dropped to my knees on the Persian rug, clutching my head as a low, agonized groan tore out of my chest.

​My blood was still on fire. The dark, dangerous potion was coursing through my system, my veins bulging against my skin, my pulse thrashing wildly as my body screamed for a release. I was still painfully semi-erect, the unnatural heat threatening to drive me completely feral.

​I needed a release... but not with Tanya. And definitely not with any other woman in this pack.

​My wolf, my soul, my very body refused every female in existence—because it was completely, hopelessly trapped by the woman sleeping in my brother’s bed.

​Panting heavily, sweat dripping from my chin, I forced myself to stand up on shaking legs. I couldn’t take a cold shower; the drug in my system was far too potent for that. I needed to burn it off. I needed to drown the heat before it drove me to tear this entire house apart.

​The pool.

​Without bothering with a shirt or shoes, wearing only my dark, low-slung athletic pants, I shoved my suite doors open and marched down the back corridor toward the indoor pool.

​I shoved the double glass doors of the pool house open, the air inside instantly heavy with the smell of chlorine and cool moisture. I didn’t care about the cold. I needed to drown the raging fire consuming my veins before the aphrodisiac drove me out of my mind.

​I marched toward the deep end, ready to throw myself into the icy water, when my wolf suddenly froze in the back of my mind.

​A familiar, intoxicating scent hit my senses.

​Honey, nutmeg... and her.

​I snapped my head up. Standing right by the edge of the water, looking startled, was Ruby.

​”You...” I growled, the word tearing out of my chest like a feral beast.

​My vision narrowed until she was the only thing left in the room. The potion in my blood roared, taking total control of my body. Forget the pool. Forget Kane. Forget every ounce of logic left in my brain.

​I closed the distance between us in three long, predatory strides.

​Ruby gasped, her sea-blue eyes widening in panic as she tried to step back, but I was already there. I slammed my hands against the tiled wall on either side of her shoulders, trapping her frame completely against my chest.

​”Alpha Kaden! Let go!” she cried out, her voice trembling as she pressed her small hands against my bare chest, trying desperately to push me away. ”What are you doing?!”

​”I can’t...” I rasped, my breath coming in ragged, burning gasps against her skin. The heat rolling off her sent my pulse thrashing wildly against my throat. ”I need you, Ruby. God... I want you so fucking much.”

​”No! Kaden, stop!”

​I didn’t listen. I couldn’t. I dropped my head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her sweet, intoxicating scent as I pressed my lips roughly against her soft skin. A low, desperate groan tore out of my throat as I kissed down the slope of her shoulder, my body throbbing with a terrifying, wild hunger that demanded I claim her right here, right now.

​”Kaden, please! Stop!” she screamed, her voice breaking in pure desperation.

​Before I could lock my arms around her waist, Ruby gathered every ounce of strength in her body and slammed her palms hard against my chest, shoving me back with a fierce, unexpected force.

​My grip slipped, my heavy frame stumbling back a half-step—and in that split second, her hand flew through the air.

​SLAP!

​My head snapped to the side, my skin stinging hot where her palm made impact. The violent shock of the slap sliced through the fog of the drug, locking my jaw tight as I stood frozen, staring at her in stunned silence.