Surrender to the Rogue Alpha

When he entered the elevator, I took a deep breath and pressed the button for the seventh floor. Seeing him again surprised me, and I realized I should have made a move sooner. But flirting with a man was easier said than done! I had a few drinks to boost my confidence, but my main goal was to test my charms on the man I had been crushing on for a long time.

His name was Henry Blackwood, and he had a reputation as a womanizer who slept with many women. Despite that, I had always been attracted to him. Earlier, I noticed him stealing glances at me, and he looked so cute at that moment.

I knew it was a risky thing to do, but I wanted to do something exciting for once. Besides, my father was busy with a conference, so I convinced him to let me go to the hotel. I lied and said I was craving something that only the hotel could provide. Since I announced my wishes in front of his friends, he couldn't refuse. He warned me to behave while he was in the meeting, but I had no intention of following his rules.

Before the conference, I had talked to some friends and convinced them to visit me at the hotel later. The hotel had a lot to offer, including bars. I had never been to a bar or had a drinking session before because my father didn't allow it. As Roger Anderson's daughter, I was expected to behave at all times, but sometimes it got boring!

“Hello,” he greeted me with a smile.

It was just a simple greeting, but the idea of being alone with him in a small space excited me for reasons I couldn't explain. I replied nervously, “Hi. Are you going down?”

“Yes,” he replied, grinning at me as he checked the floor numbers. “Looks like we're heading to the same floor.”

“Are you sure? What a coincidence,” I said, trying to gather my thoughts. His attractive smile and cute dimples overwhelmed me. When he grinned at me, I felt like I was about to collapse. Earlier, I couldn't flirt with him as planned because I was too scared of the way he looked into my eyes.

“Are you with friends or a boyfriend?” he casually asked.

“No, I'm alone,” I said, shaking my head. “Why do you ask?”

“Hmm, I noticed you were staring earlier, and correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe you want to be with me tonight.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and smiled at his straightforwardness. “I apologize if I was staring at you earlier. It was my fault,” I admitted, and he nodded.

The elevator then stopped, and some women entered, so I didn't have a chance to explain further. When we reached the seventh floor, we exchanged smiles as we exited the elevator.

“Does your boyfriend have a room in the hotel?” he dared to ask again, probably checking if I had lied earlier. I scowled at him because he had no right to inquire about my personal life. “I already told you that I'm alone,” I insisted, and he raised an eyebrow in response. “Why? Can't a woman be alone in a hotel?”

“Not really, but it's unusual,” he responded with a smirk.

“It may seem unusual, but whenever I have free time, I usually come here to relax,” I lied.

“I see,” he said, nodding his head. “My name is Henry Blackwood. What about yours?”

“Chloe,” I replied, seeing no reason not to give him my name. I didn't give my full name, and he didn't ask for it. He nodded and smiled. Oh God, those dimples were my weakness!

“See you around, Chloe. For now, good night, and I hope you have sweet dreams later.”

“Good night,” I said, surprised when he went to the door next to mine. For a moment, I wondered if the rumors about him were true. If he was really a womanizer, he wouldn't waste the opportunity to be with me. Or maybe, I just wasn't his type.

Seriously? No, I refused to think about the possible reasons why he didn't make a move on me. My friends said I was the most beautiful woman in Blood Moon, and there were several young men who had a crush on me. Maybe he was just playing hard to get, right? I decided to let it go and accept that Henry Blackwood knew we were on the same floor and were neighbors.

Before opening the door to my room, I chuckled at the turn of events. I checked my phone and, as expected, received several text messages from my friends. I took a deep breath before responding, telling them I had a terrible headache and needed rest. They didn't question me further, and I could hear them giggling. Maybe they saw a cute guy approaching their table.

I took a quick shower to freshen up, but instead of wearing my nightdress, I chose something more comfortable. While bathing, an idea came to mind, and I decided to visit him! Who cared if I appeared aggressive?

Unlike in the bar, I had no hesitation this time. However, as I made my way to his room, I suddenly had second thoughts. What if he said no? It would be the most embarrassing moment of my life. I let out a deep sigh and grabbed my purse before heading to his door.

My hands trembled as I knocked, unsure if he would open or if he was even awake. I was about to leave when I heard the doorknob click from the inside. I turned around and waited. When he saw me, he furrowed his brows, but before he could tell me to leave, I quickly entered his room. It was a risky and embarrassing move, but it was necessary for my goal.

“Wait, what are you doing here, Chloe?” he asked.

I simply smiled at him in response, though he seemed annoyed. “I thought you wanted me tonight,” I said, taking a step closer. He didn't move away, so I assumed it was safe, even though he looked perplexed.

His attention shifted to the ceiling and chandelier. He sighed and clenched his teeth. “Look, my dear, I'm very busy tonight. I'd appreciate it if you could just leave.”

I persisted, and he furrowed his brow. He must have thought I was crazy. But I had no intention of leaving without completing my mission. “I'm already here, Henry. Are you really going to send me away?”

“So, what exactly do you want? It's impolite to enter someone's room at this hour,” he grumbled.

As someone with no prior experience dealing with a man like Henry, I probably should have left. But I didn't want to, and I couldn't! “Sleep with me,” I announced.

He was speechless for a moment and just stared at me. Then he asked, “Would you like to do it with me right now? Are you sure?”

When he asked, I had the option of withdrawing or revising my statement. To be honest, he didn't look like the person I'd met at the bar earlier, and he acted differently. Besides, he didn’t give justice to his reputation!

Earlier, the man at the bar had been flirting with me, which was why my friends thought we'd get a room right away. Was he grumpy because I played hard when we were at the bar? “I regret playing hard to get with you, Henry,” I said as I tried to undress one by one, and his eyes widened in disbelief. I undressed without hesitation in front of him.

“Wait,” he said, motioning with his palm to stop what I was doing, and I arched my brows in response.

“I don't mind having casual sex, but you're a stranger, and you could be infected,” he said, and my jaw dropped in surprise.

“One-night stands are for strangers,” I told him, and he chuckled before untying his robe, and I was surprised to see him wearing nothing underneath his white robe! I swallowed the lump in my throat unconsciously, trying not to look at his bulging package. When it moved, I couldn't help but blink, and I turned around quickly to avoid staring into it.

“Now you're scared,” he said quietly, and the way he held my shoulders was not ideal. He was too close, and I could feel his hardness rubbing against my backside as he got closer.

“Oh, my God!” When he suddenly cupped my breasts, I exclaimed in surprise, and then he groaned softly while caressing them. His hands were indeed expert, and a few seconds later, my knees wobbled and I struggled to stand up straight.

I felt weak just from his touch!

“I don't believe this is your first time here, or you wouldn't dare to barge in here. Anyway, you can keep acting like a virgin now,” he said, biting the skin on my neck. “Soft,” he said again as his hand moved lower towards my...wetness!

When he tried to rub his fingers on it, my mouth gaped open, and my eyes almost rolled to the back of my head when he pressed his middle finger on my clitoris.

“H-Henry...,” I whimpered as I tried to pry his hand away from me.

“You're already wet, sweetie,” he said, moving in front of me.

I tried to turn away, but he cupped my face and fervently conquered my mouth. Because I had no prior experience, I tried to focus on his kiss in order to mimic him, but how could I do that when his hands never left my breast?

Multiple sensations made me weak all at once, so when he carried me towards the sofa, I couldn't even mutter a single word of protest. I waited for his command to lie down or spread my legs because that's how it should be done the first time, but Henry was untrustworthy. He forced me to straddle him, and as soon as our gazes met, he lifted my body to reposition my body.

I was terrified at first when he rubbed his hardness against my clitoris, and then my eyes widened in shock as he buried himself deep inside me. It happened too fast, and I couldn’t close my mouth because of shock! Then, I winced in pain, and bit my bottom lip to endure it silently.

He, too, was taken aback and furrowed his brows in perplexity. I bit my bottom lip, trying not to cry out in pain because it was excruciating when our bodies were joined together, and sweats formed on my brow as I endured the discomfort. I'd read that first times were usually tricky and difficult, but I wasn't prepared for the excruciating pain caused by his abrasiveness.

“You're a jerk!” When the discomfort didn't go away even if we didn't move, I cursed at the man, and he just grinned at me. “Please do something,” I begged Henry, hoping that he would do something to alleviate my discomfort.

“I’m sorry, Chloe but I thought you were just pretending to be a virgin,” he said.

“Oh my God, Henry! Will you please take action on this? I could die in pain right now,” I wailed, but the jerk only laughed at my misery.

What a moron!

I was about to curse him again when I remembered that I was the one who barged into his bedroom to get laid. It was entirely my fault!

“Of course,” he said, and then his hands were on my waist, guiding my body onto him.

It was supposed to alleviate the pain rather than aggravate it, but what he did made it worse, and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying. When I looked into his eyes, I noticed how captivating and full of emotions they were.

“Please don't,” I said when I saw him attempting to devour my softness; however, he didn't listen, and all I could do was arch my back as he licked my nipples with his tongue. I forgot about the pain for a moment because the sensation from his tongue messed with my senses.

“Don't ask me to stop now,” he said, and before I could complain about how he ripped my body apart or how talented he was in that area, he began moving inside me.

I gasped for air, especially when he gripped my hips so tightly as he lifted me and pushed me down into his hardness. I closed my eyes to endure it in silence, but the discomfort faded over time. I moaned as I arched my back and felt how ticklish and pleasant it was every time he thrust into me.

“Are you having fun now?” When he asked me those words, his voice was husky, and the way he looked at me was more than enough to savour the goodness of his lovemaking.

“Y-yes, I believe so,” I replied before letting out a loud moan when he went deeper.

I put my inhibitions aside and wrapped my hands around his neck for added support, and it felt great. I couldn't control my desire any longer, and every tiny movement from our union gave me so much pleasure, and I could feel him expanding while being buried within me.

He must have noticed how much I was enjoying it because he grinned. I should have been ashamed for allowing my sexual libido to control my reactions to him, but that wasn't the case. I may have been innocent before meeting him, but I was never a naive woman. I'd seen a few sexy movies and had an idea on how to drive a man insane.

I decided to take the reins because the discomforts were gone and he made me feel sexy and on fire. He groaned like a wounded animal when I rocked my body around his manhood, which fueled our desire to satisfy each other's lust. I cried out for his name because of the rhythmic pattern he used while thrusting in and out of my body. As he moved faster, I almost lost consciousness and my voice, which I needed to scream for his name.

The sensation was too much for me to bear, and my entire body shook with delight. He was unstoppable, and as he moaned like a ferocious beast, I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip before grabbing him closer to me.

For a brief moment, the world ceased to revolve around us, and we simply stared at each other as he poured himself into me. As I convulsed around him, we both panted for breath, and I thought it was the best moment of my life!

I was taken aback at first when I felt the hot liquid rushing through my body, knowing I would remember it forever. “Thank you very much,” Following the blissful experience, I appreciated his contribution, and he looked at me with confusion.

“Thank you very much? Is that what you're going to say now after what happened?” After he asked, he frowned, and I wrinkled my nose in response.

“To be honest, I'm at a loss for words. This is my first experience with this type of activity, and I believe I should be grateful... that it is you I mean, you appear fine to me, and you were excellent earlier. Maybe if we're lovers, I should say I love you. We, on the other hand, aren't.”

He was speechless after my speech and just stared at me. I raised my brows to question what he was doing, but then I felt that he was hard again. When I looked at him, he just chuckled, and I wished he hadn't because he was so handsome!

“You can say no,” he said quietly, but how could I when he kept rubbing it on me?

My body reacted quickly to his movements, and my mouth gaped open when he penetrated me again.

“Hmmm,” I purred softly, but when he grabbed my backside to deepen the kiss, I moaned for his name...again and again.

I thought that he would send me away from the moment we were done, but then he suddenly grabbed me towards him. His action was unexpected, and for a moment, I assumed he was into me. I imagined that he fell for my beauty especially when he hugged me tightly.

“Let’s sleep for a few hours,” he whispered before kissing me goodnight. I was touched by his gentle tapping at my back, so I decided to stay a little longer.

I didn’t sleep.

I couldn’t sleep.

I just waited for him to become sound asleep, then I adjusted my eyes in the dark and slowly leave without looking back. Once I got out of his hotel room, I composed myself despite the temptations of going back inside and saying goodbye.