Alpha's Dark Desires-Chapter 177: Deadly Pleasures

Dean’s POV

Kane shifted back to human form, his claws retracting, his fur disappearing—but the moment he was fully flesh again, he was hard.

I couldn’t even blame him.

Elena was temptation incarnate.

Her naked body glistened in the dim light, her curves sinful, her breasts rising and falling with each heavy breath. She smelled like sex and something darker, something dangerous, something that made my instincts scream in warning.

And then there were her eyes.

Black.

Empty.

Dripping with raw, insatiable hunger.

It wasn’t just lust—it was something deeper, something primal, all-consuming. It pulled at us like a force of nature, like a black hole dragging everything into its abyss.

And Kane, the stupid animal, was already falling.

His breath hitched, his entire body tensed, and I knew that his wolf was no longer thinking with reason—but with his cock.

Fucking idiot.

Elena’s lips curled into a sultry smile, her hands running over her body, and then she beckoned us forward.

Kane didn’t hesitate.

Like the mindless beast he was, he obeyed.

He took a step toward her, eyes dark with desire. She licked her lips, watching him like a predator sizing up her next meal. And when he got close enough, she reached for him—

Her hand wrapped around his cock, stroking him with slow, deliberate jerks.

Kane groaned, his hips jerking forward into her grip.

And in that moment, I saw it.

The pull.

The same force that had drained Ace dry.

The black-eyed monster inside Elena was reeling Kane in, sinking its claws into him, ready to consume him next.

Fuck no.

I zoomed forward, faster than a heartbeat, my vampire instincts kicking in just as Kane’s knees buckled in pure pleasure.

My hand shot out, grabbing Elena before she could take any more of him, and in one swift motion, I threw her over my shoulder.

She let out a startled gasp, her hands slamming against my back, legs kicking, but I didn’t fucking stop.

I flashed out of the room, moving faster than human eyes could track, leaving behind a stunned, rock-hard Kane and the lifeless, used-up body of Ace.

Elena’s fists pounded against my back, her voice dripping with lust and fury.

"Put me down, Dean!" she growled, writhing against me like a wild thing.

I tightened my grip.

"Not a fucking chance."

I was getting her the hell away from that room, from Kane, from whatever the fuck had taken root inside her.

And this time—

I wasn’t letting her go.

Carrying a naked, aroused mate over my shoulder was a fucking nightmare.

Her soft, warm skin pressed against me, her scent—thick with lust—wrapped around me like a noose. And with every step I took, her bare ass bounced dangerously close to my face, testing every ounce of restraint I had.

I was one second away from losing my fucking mind.

Every fiber of my being wanted to put her down and fuck her into the dirt, to let her ride me like she had with Ace, to drown in the raw, unfiltered pleasure her body promised.

But Ace’s naked, lifeless corpse was burned into my memory.

That was enough to keep me sober.

Enough to remind me that this wasn’t Elena.

Not really.

She was possessed by something darker, something that was using her body as bait to lure in every male in reach. And if I didn’t get her the fuck out of here, Kane would be next.

I needed to take her somewhere safe—somewhere she couldn’t seduce another poor bastard into his grave.

The only place I could think of?

Kane’s cottage.

I started moving faster, heading toward the clearing where the cottage came into view, but Elena wasn’t done testing me.

After failing miserably to break free, she changed tactics.

Her hands slipped beneath my shirt, her cool, seductive fingers gliding over my back in slow, teasing circles.

I clenched my jaw. Fuck.

I kept going, muscles locked like iron, refusing to acknowledge the dangerous game she was playing.

Then her hand slid lower.

Into my pants.

Cupping my ass.

Double. Fuck.

I stopped abruptly, my body locking up as she squeezed my ass with both hands, digging her nails into my skin.

A growl rumbled in my throat.

"Elena." My voice was strained, dangerous. A warning.

But she only chuckled, her breath hot against my spine.

"You’re so fucking tense, Dean," she purred, pressing herself closer, her tongue flicking against my skin. "Let me help you relax."

My vision blurred for half a second as my body and vampire instincts warred against the primal urge to throw her down and take what she was offering.

I let out a slow breath.

"Keep your hands to yourself, Elena."

"Or what?" she challenged, her fingers slipping lower, dangerously close to—

I grabbed her wrist, yanking it away before she could finish that sentence.

"Or I’ll tie you to the fucking bed and leave you there until you snap out of this."

Her black eyes flashed, her lips curling into something wicked, dark—

Hungry.

"Promise?" she whispered.

Fucking hell.

I gritted my teeth and kept walking.

I needed to get her inside before I lost control.

Before we both did.

And before Kane find us and made this whole damn situation worse.

I should’ve known she wasn’t fucking done.

The moment I tried to ignore her, Elena moaned, the sound sultry, breathless—dangerous.

She arched against me, pressing her soft, bare breasts against my back, squeezing them together as she rubbed against me like a damn cat in heat.

Fuck.

My restraint was hanging by a fucking thread.

Then she did it again, moaning louder, needier, wetter.

I snapped.

In one swift motion, I flipped her over, her naked body falling perfectly into my arms as I carried her princess-style.

I was going to throw her onto the damn bed and lock her down.

That was the plan.

But the second I stepped inside the cottage, I made the biggest mistake of my fucking life.

I let my guard down.

And Elena struck.

She threw her arms around my neck, pulling me down, her lips crashing against mine.

Fuck.

I froze, my body locking up as her tongue slipped past my lips, hot, desperate, and sinful.

My hands gripped her tighter, my control shattering like glass.

I was so fucking done.

There was no coming back from this.

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Not when every inch of her was soft, willing, and soaked in pure, unfiltered lust.

And definitely not when my cock was throbbing so hard it fucking hurt.

"Elena," I growled against her lips, my voice thick with something raw, something dangerous.

But she only smirked against my mouth, her black eyes blazing with sinful delight.

"Don’t fight it, Dean," she whispered.

I wasn’t going to.

Not anymore.

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