Alpha’s Hybrid Cinderella
Chapter 35

Rafael hadn't been expecting Evan to yield so easily. When he told her exactly what she had never thought he would ever, ever say, it took her aback so much the room fell into silence for a long moment.

I took the opportunity to put my hand on her shoulder and squeeze. "Everything is okay," I said softly. Thank you, Raf. It's late, you should go or Leon will be worried. I'll see you tomorrow at lunch, okay?"

She didn't want to leave me alone, but at the same time she must have known the moment was long-gone for her to salvage anything from it. Her hopes that Evan would show his true colors and reveal that he was a cruel monster all along had come to nothing, and while she was relieved he seemed genuine, she still didn't believe him. But time would tell, I heard her thinking. She would be sticking around to make sure nothing happened to me.

Evan and I walked her downstairs to the front door and to the driveway where she had parked her car at a clumsy angle, half on the lawn and half on the asphalt. I waved her off while she gave me a dour look, a warning not to bail on her again tomorrow. "Say good night to Leon for me," I called after her. "Drive safe."

When Evan and I returned upstairs, we paused on the top step together. I had guessed what was on his mind ever since returning; I'd sensed it in him the moment I came to the bedroom door and opened it with Raf. He had missed me. He had missed me and spent half the day thinking of touching me, kissing me, laying me down and making love again like we had last night. Rafael's interruption hadn't changed that. As soon as she departed, the thoughts had returned to him again.

He grabbed my wrist when I took a step forward. And without a word, I followed him to his bedroom.

I wasn't in only a bathrobe like last night. I was in borrowed clothes since all of mine were still at the house. When I stood next to Evan's bed where he positioned me, his hands ran over the buttoned top and the shoulders, touch gentle but electrifying. "These aren't yours," he said with a smile. "I've never seen you wear these."

"I took all my clothes over. Rory lent me these. When I have a few hours I'll start bringing my things ba

"Don't go back. I'll buy you new clothes. You can leave them there."

"Evan-"

He kissed me, hard and fast, tongue stroking against mine with such insistence I couldn't breathe. He pressed me back into the bed, hips rolling already as if he couldn't bear to wait even a second longer.

His heat was overwhelming. The frenzy, the hunger, the pure need coming from him in waves drowned me out of my awareness, and it was all I could do to remember to breathe while he groped me through my clothes.

But my eyes shot open when he ripped my shirt open in his impatience. Buttons flew off and clattered on the hardwood.

"Evan! I borrowed this!"

"She has more."

"It doesn't matter if she has oh!"

He dragged my bra down and latched onto my breast, swirling his tongue around the crest before sucking it deep inside his mouth. I panted and moaned as he scraped his teeth against it with each hard suckle, challenging me to defy him as he took what he wanted. "Evan... Evan!"

"You taste so good. I love it. I love every part of you. Let me taste you."

He pulled my jeans down along with my panties, discarding them with a single toss powerful enough to deliver them across the room. Before they even hit the wall, he was already down between my thighs, and I gasped when his fingers explored my entrance. "Evan, wait!"

"No. I don't want to wait. I want to make you come for me."

I moaned when he spread my legs apart and pressed his mouth to my slit, tongue sliding up and down the parted valley to taste me. Elly and Maria had done this kind of thing before, something they had always bragged about, so I knew it existed. But I'd never thought anyone would ever... not to me. But here Evan was, kissing me between my thighs, licking me, sucking.

He took my clit in his mouth and swirled his tongue around it like he had with my n****e a moment ago, and I bucked into his mouth with a helpless scream. But he didn't let go. He only went harder, pressing his tongue into it hard as he sucked and sucked. There was no stopping it, no slowing it - I climaxed in his mouth with another scream, and then he inserted his fingers into my spasming entrance.

He groaned against me as he penetrated me over and over again with two fingers, forcing me to o****m again and again until he had his fill. By the time he slid back up my body again, erect c**k nudging against my entrance, I was already exhausted. "Claudia... Claudia, look at me."

He kissed me deeply, making me taste myself as he guided his s*x into mine. I moaned again, legs weakly wrapping around his hips, ready, so ready. "Evan, please-"

He surged into me before I could finish, ramming so deep and hard the bed shook as he slammed me further up the covers. He gave me no time to adjust, moving immediately, pumping, stroking, with deep and powerful thrusts that made my body clench and spasm around him. "Ah! Evan, Evan! Evan, please!"

"You feel so good. I can never have enough. Claudia, don't let go of me. Don't let go. I'm going to make you come for me again." "Evan! Evan!"

He stroked in and out, his rigid c**k separating my walls again and again with maddening speed and strength. Every thrust was more painful and pleasurable than the last as he dominated me, forcing my body to accept every last inch of him. "Your p***y feels so good," he gasped in my ear. "You're mine. You're all mine."

"Evan! Evan!"

He made me endure it for far too long. I could no longer feel half my body by the time he let himself tense, and he massaged my breasts and kissed them hard to bring me back from the edge. I moaned and gasped into his mouth as he demanded more and more of me, his hands groping my hips, my breasts, his lips on my neck and chest. Until finally, he sped up so much our bodies clashed too hard for him to kiss me anymore.

Then and only then did he crash our hips together, driving deep in one final thrust, before releasing inside me. His warmth spread, making me shiver at its heat, and he wrapped his arms around me to stop me from getting away.

"I love you," he whispered. "I love you, Claudia. I do."

***

I had no choice but to attend classes in-person today. I had two quizzes and I was now a full-time student thanks to the intervention of Evan and his influence, so the least I could do was give it my all to be fair to the other students. Evan put up a fight about it but this time, I couldn't let him dissuade me. At this rate, I would become a delinquent student when all my life, this was what I'd wished for.

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Unfortunately, a face I hadn't seen in a while appeared in the parking lot when I got out of my car. Flicka's reserved parking spot had the gracious luck to be near mine, and she sneered at me as she walked up.

"So I hear you've been trying to jump all over Evan's d**k again? Everyone knows he kicked you out of the pack house, but then they saw you hanging around yesterday. Why are you so pathetic? He wants you gone, you should just f*****g stay out of his way and stop slobbering over his c**k like a stupid f*****g desperate whore."

"Don't start with me today, Flicka. I have a quiz in twenty minutes."

"Aw, that's so cute, the stupid slut is so embarrassed that she's trying to walk away." She raised her voice so everyone could hear her, and there were already more than a few dozen passersby staring with wide eyes. "Maybe next time, you'll figure out that spreading your legs for every guy with more than a half-inch p***s won't actually get you anywhere. You f*****g whore."

That was enough. I didn't need Evan to fight my battles for me, and Flicka had provoked me for the second time to this degree. I was not going to let it go this time.

Raf was getting out of her car as well several spots away, already preparing to run over and give Flicka as good as she got, but I could handle this. Today, she was mine.

When I burst through my clothes, shifting into my distinctive white wolf, Flicka had no choice but to do the same. She tore through her expensive outfit, her own tan-colored wolf coming out with snapping jaws, but for all her tough talk, she was a poor fighter. Too used to flapping her gums and with no experience in backing it up with her strength, all she managed was to sink her teeth into my shoulder with a snarl.

As if that would do anything. Pain was nothing in this form, for me. I twisted my head and punctured her throat, barely missing the critical arteries less than an inch away, and she shrieked with wolf yelps when I sank my fangs in harder. I slashed at her chest and belly with my claws when she rolled over, trying to throw me off, and there were gasps of shock and disbelief around the growing crowd. But Raf was hardly the only one cheering me on. As rich and influential and surrounded by fake friends as Flicka was, she had made more than her share of enemies.

But those fake friends of hers came to the rescue anyway. They swarmed me, pulling me off of her and snapping at me until I backed off, but the damage was done. Flicka cried and wailed on the ground, having shifted back to her human form, and she huddled in shamed embarrassment while someone scrambled to cover her naked form.

Raf and Leon brought me one of the throws they kept in their backseat. "For something like this, since I get into fights too," Raf giggled in my ear as I changed into her spare set of clothes in a hurry. "Take your time, Claud. Bask in it a little."

I might have, as I smiled. When I stood up, looking for my shoes that should have remained intact, I glanced over at Flicka who was sniveling and moaning with blood coming out of one nostril. Her friends shot me nasty glares, but I couldn't help but notice none of them dared to attack me outright.

I walked away with Raf and Leon with a grin.