Pleasure coiled deep within me, winding tighter and tighter until it snapped and I cried out my orgasm. He kept thrusting until a deep growl escaped from his chest and I felt his hot release inside me.
We stayed there, bodies still pressed against the wall, catching our breath.
His forehead rested against mine, and as he kissed me, he began to withdraw slowly, leaving me completely satisfied.
I smiled, and he looked into my eyes, kissed me gently, and murmured, “You’re incredible.”
He lowered my legs with care until I was standing again, then smoothed my dress, adjusted himself, and wrapped me in his arms.
There was such tenderness in that moment, unexpected after everything so wild and intense.
He didn’t just take; he held me, cared for me.
I’d never experienced anything like it. Until now, I’d only been with my ex, who never hugged me afterward, never cared if I finished, never made it about more than himself.
But this man… he was different.
He made sure I was okay. He made me feel seen.
He kissed the curve of my neck and whispered with a smile,
“So, gorgeous… are you ever going to tell me your name?”
It took a few seconds for reality to catch up with me. I’d just slept with a total stranger, and I didn’t even know his name.
Just as I opened my mouth to speak, he pulled out his phone and said,
“Give me a sec, I need to take this.”
He stepped a few feet away, and though I couldn’t hear the whole conversation, his voice suddenly sharpened.
“What did you just say?” he barked into the phone.
Then, without another word, he turned and took off-like he’d completely forgotten I was even there.
Or maybe… like he was running from the girl he’d just hooked up with at a party.
Of course you’re an idiot, Caroline. But so what? To hell with it, I was just having fun too. He didn’t know who I was, and I didn’t know who he was. Fair game.
I pulled myself together, scanned the room for my underwear-which had completely vanished. No idea where I’d tossed it.
Back at the table, Eleanor and Nate were tangled in a kiss. They quickly broke apart when they saw me.
“Elle, I think I just met the Big Bad Wolf,” I said with a laugh.
She burst out laughing too.
“When we get home, I want every single detail.”
“Of course you do,” I replied.
“Nate, I think it’s time to go. You ready, Carrie?”
“Ready when you are,” I said, downing a glass of water to compose myself.
“Let’s roll then, ladies,” Nate grinned, leading us out.
We’d barely stepped through the front door when Eleanor rounded on me.
“Okay, talk. Who was he? What happened? I want everything, start to finish!”
I laughed and spilled it all-from the room to the kiss to the moment he disappeared.
By the time I finished, Eleanor was staring at me like I’d grown two heads.
“Please tell me you used protection.”
My stomach dropped. No. We hadn’t.
I shook my head slowly, the weight of that realization crashing over me like cold water.
“Carrie, hey, it’s okay,” she said quickly, stepping closer. “Don’t panic. I’m sure it’s fine. But get tested, just to be safe. I’ll make us some tea, okay? You’re okay.”
Caroline’s POV
When I met Eleanor for Monday lunch, she handed me an elegantly wrapped bag.
“My mother heard you love this perfume she made,” Eleanor said. “She said it suits you perfectly.”
I opened the bag, and my heart skipped a beat. Inside was the perfume I wore on the masquerade night. The scent brought back everything-his violet eyes, his touch, and how wildly Rory had reacted to him.
“Thank Luna Marla for me,” I said, hoping that magical night had left me with sweet memories rather than an STD. “I’ll stop by later to thank her personally. But first, I need to schedule those tests we talked about.”
After lunch, I called the laboratory. They needed a doctor’s prescription for insurance coverage.
Thankfully, BuildRight Corp, our pack’s company, had excellent health benefits.
Our finances were comfortable as a Beta family. My father handled pack logistics and security with Alpha Gerald, while Mother assisted Luna Marla with territory matters.
We lived well, but as a college student, I wanted to manage my own expenses and be independent.
The earliest appointment I could get was two weeks out. Each passing day made me more anxious, though Eleanor did everything she could to keep me calm. When the day arrived, she accompanied me to the doctor’s office, arranged my lab work, and insisted on staying by my side through all of it.
Three weeks had passed since the masquerade ball when I finally completed the tests. Five days later, the results came in, and I returned to the doctor with Eleanor beside me, her hand squeezing mine for support.
The doctor looked over my results, then met my eyes.
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