Cornered

Novel: My Alphas' Dark Desires by BaeVida

(Scene: Valerie is trapped in an empty classroom with all four Alpha heirs. They know what she is. They know what she wants. But instead of letting her go, they decide to make her admit the one thing she refuses to say out loud—she wants them. The tension is suffocating, their dominance pressing down on her like a cage. Her body betrays her, her wolf craves them, and the Alphas? They are more than happy to push her to the edge of submission.)

"Tell me, little wolf, do you always look this pretty when you're cornered?"

Dristan's voice was smooth as silk but laced with steel, his icy blue eyes gleaming like a predator toying with its prey.

I exhaled sharply, my back hitting the edge of the desk as he stalked forward, his presence suffocating.

Move. Run. Do something.

But I didn't get the chance.

A solid wall of muscle and heat pressed against my back, and I knew without looking—Kai. His scent wrapped around me, heady and dark, laced with something sinfully dangerous.

I tensed, ignoring the way my skin tingled from the contact. Too close. Too much.

Then, a low chuckle to my left. Axel. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his smirk pure arrogance.

"Feisty little thing," he mused, tilting his head. "Look at her, pretending not to be affected."

I opened my mouth to curse him to hell and back, but Xade beat me to it.

"She's trembling."

His voice was a lazy purr, smooth like whiskey but with a razor-sharp edge. He was still in the professor's chair, watching me with a storm in his silver-gray eyes. He looked amused. Amused and hungry.

I stiffened. "I'm not trembling."

Axel stepped forward, slow, predatory. "Liar."

I forced my breath to steady, ignoring the wicked way his eyes traced my body.

"Back. Off." My voice was sharp, but it only made their smirks deepen.

Dristan exhaled, shaking his head. "You don't give orders here, mate."

Mate.

The word slammed into me like a punch to the gut. No. No, no, no.

I gritted my teeth. "I am not your mate."

Kai's hand suddenly wrapped around my throat, not squeezing, just holding. Claiming. His breath ghosted over my ear, sending a violent shudder through me.

"Your scent says otherwise."

Fuck.

My wolf purred inside me, traitorous, eager, needy. I forced her back, biting my lip to silence the small sound of frustration threatening to escape.

But they heard it.

Axel's lips curled into something wicked. "Did you just whimper, sweetheart?"

I glared daggers at him, but before I could snap back, Dristan's cool fingers traced my jaw, forcing my gaze back to him.

"Why fight it?" he murmured, his thumb skimming my lower lip. "We both know how this ends."

My body burned, throbbed, betrayed me in ways that made my knees weak. But my mind? My mind was still my own.

I moved. Fast.

Shoved Axel back. Twisted out of Kai's grip. Spun toward the door.

Almost—

A hand fisted in my hair, yanking me back so fast my breath left me in a sharp gasp.

Xade.

He hadn't even moved from his chair, yet now he was behind me, his grip firm, possessive. His lips grazed my temple as he whispered, "Running won't save you, little wolf."

A growl rumbled from Kai. His golden eyes were blazing, his wolf pushing to the surface. "She thinks she can run from us?"

Axel's laugh was dark, mocking. "Cute. Really cute."

Dristan let out a breath, but there was no amusement in his gaze anymore—just raw, unforgiving dominance.

"Try that again," he said, voice dangerously low, "and we won't be so gentle."

My pulse slammed in my throat. My chest rose and fell with uneven breaths. I wanted to curse them. Slap them. Rip out their smug throats.

But more than that…

More than anything…

I wanted them to make good on their promise.

And that was the real problem.

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Xade's fingers were still in my hair, his grip firm but not painful. Just enough to let me know—I wasn't going anywhere.

I hated how my body responded to it.

Hated the way heat pooled between my thighs, my wolf purring, desperate, needy.

Kai must've scented it first because his growl was low, deep, vibrating against my spine.

"Fuck." His lips brushed my ear, his hand sliding down my waist, rough fingers tracing the curve of my hip. "She's wet."

I sucked in a sharp breath. "No, I'm not—"

Axel's wicked laugh cut me off. "Liar."

Dristan stepped closer, caging me against Kai, his icy blue eyes scanning my face with amusement. "Still pretending, little wolf?"

I swallowed hard. My head screamed at me to push them away, to fight, to resist.

But my body?

My body wanted to be touched. To be ruined. To be worshipped and devoured.

Axel's fingers brushed my lower stomach, teasing, not quite touching where I needed him. His lips hovered over my ear, his breath hot, intoxicating.

"Say it." His voice was a command wrapped in silk. "Say you want us."

I bit my lip hard enough to nearly draw blood. "Fuck. You."

Kai's fingers suddenly dug into my hips, yanking me back against him. A strangled sound escaped my throat as the hard, unmistakable press of his arousal met the curve of my ass.

Fuck.

His grip tightened, his voice a low, feral growl. "Keep lying, sweetheart. Let's see how long you last."

Xade, still behind me, let out a soft chuckle. "She's trembling."

His hands skimmed down my arms, then lower. Teasing. Stroking. Just enough to set my nerves on fire.

"So soft," he murmured. "So responsive." His fingers traced the inside of my wrist, where my pulse thundered wildly. "I could break you, little wolf."

Axel's fingers dipped lower, tracing the band of my pants, playing with the edge. Not touching. Not yet. Just letting me feel how close he was.

Dristan?

Dristan was the worst of them.

Because he hadn't touched me at all.

He just watched. Studied. Smirked like he already knew exactly how I'd fall apart.

And I would.

I could feel it already—the tension building, my body screaming for friction. For relief. For something.

Kai's grip shifted, his mouth skimming my neck, teeth grazing skin. "You smell like sin, mate."

Axel's fingers ghosted down, teasing, brushing over fabric, so close to where I needed him that I nearly whimpered.

Dristan finally moved. Finally.

His fingers wrapped around my throat, tilting my chin up so I had no choice but to look at him. His icy blue eyes were like a storm, swirling with hunger and dominance and something far, far worse.

"One word," he murmured, his thumb brushing my lip. "One little word, and we make you ours right here."

My heart slammed against my ribs.

Heat coiled low in my stomach, pressure building, my body screaming for something I couldn't name.

"Say it," Axel urged, his fingers dipping just a little lower, pressing against my center over my pants. Just enough pressure to make my knees buckle.

Kai growled against my skin. "We'll take such good care of you, mate."

Xade's lips grazed my ear, his voice nothing but a husky whisper. "Or we could just keep teasing you until you're begging for it."

Fuck.

Fuck them.

Fuck my traitorous body.

I refused.

I refused to let them win.

So instead, I did the only thing I could.

I smirked.

And then I whispered, "You first."