A Rogue For The Quadruplet Alpha's.

Maria.

Everything was happening too fast.

One moment Adrien was furious, commanding, possessive. The next, he was controlled and calculating, ordering the guards to treat Vincent instead of finishing what his rage had clearly wanted to start.

The sudden shift left me dizzy.

Puzzled.

Confused.

What the hell has gotten into him?

This was Alpha Adrien, ruthless, calculated, and feared.

He and his brothers were known for decisive brutality when crossed. Rogues weren’t protected. Rogues weren’t prioritized.

So why....Why would he care about the life of a rogue?

Especially one I clearly cared about?

None of it made sense.

My lips still tingled from the kiss.

Slowly, almost without thinking, I lifted my fingers to touch them. They were swollen, sensitive. The memory of his mouth on mine rushed back in vivid detail, and heat crept unwillingly into my cheeks.

I cursed inwardly at myself.

Why did I give in?

Why didn’t I push him away harder?

The moment I noticed Adrien turning back toward me, I dropped my hand instantly, as if caught doing something forbidden.

His eyes caught the movement.

A slow, knowing smirk curved his lips.

"What?" he asked smoothly, stepping closer. "You aren’t satisfied?"

My breath hitched.

He closed the distance between us deliberately, predatory confidence in every step.

"You want to moan my name?" he added, his voice low and teasing, laced with mischief.

I froze.

The boldness of his words sent a shock through me.

Was he serious?

Was this some twisted game?

Was he only acting this way because no one else was here? Because his brothers weren’t watching? Because Vanessa wasn’t nearby to remind him of appearances?

The thought tightened something in my chest.

Was I just entertainment to him in private?

A secret indulgence he could discard when convenient?

Playing with my feelings was something I would not allow.

I refused to be someone’s hidden weakness. I was still trapped in that spiral of thoughts when he stepped even closer.

Too close.

His presence surrounded me, heat, dominance, authority, his breath brushed against my skin.

And then his lips touched my neck, the contact was light, deliberate. A slow drag of warmth against sensitive skin.

A shiver betrayed me instantly.

He felt it.

I knew he did.

"You are really disobedient, Maria..." he murmured against my neck.

The sound of my name in his voice sent another unwanted tremor through me.

He pulled back slightly, lifting his head just enough to search my face. His eyes weren’t playful now.

They were intent.

Focused.

"...why did you stop coming to my room?" he asked.

The question hung between us heavy and loaded.

I didn’t want to answer. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of explaining myself.

But the way he stood there, authoritative, expectant, as if I owed him my presence, ignited something fierce inside me.

I wasn’t obligated to come to his room.

I wasn’t his possession.

Anger burned hotter than embarrassment.

"It’s because you are disgusting, Alpha Adrien," I said.

The words left my mouth before I could reconsider them.

And for a second....even I was shocked by my own confidence.

Silence followed.

His face darkened instantly.

The smirk disappeared.

His jaw tightened, eyes narrowing slightly.

"Disgusting?" he repeated slowly, brows lifting.

The shift in his demeanor was immediate. The air around us felt heavier.

"Let me show you what this disgusting man can do," he declared, his voice dropping into something deeper. Rougher.

My heart slammed against my ribs.

Panic flickered through me.

What was he about to do?

Was this still a game to him?

Or had I pushed him too far?

He stepped forward again, forcing me back until my shoulders nearly brushed the wall. His presence was overwhelming, not just physically, but emotionally. The power he carried wasn’t subtle.

I refused to look away.

Even as fear twisted low in my stomach.

Even as my pulse raced.

I would not let him see me intimidated.

Not fully.

Not completely.

But beneath the defiance, uncertainty coiled tight, because despite the anger, despite the confusion, despite calling him disgusting...mbody still reacted to his closeness....and that terrified me more than his temper ever could.

"What are you planning on doing?" I asked him, my gaze locked on him.

"Oh, don’t worry, soon you will find out!" he smirked, wrapping his arms around my waist. "You’ll be screaming my name."

I wanted so badly to slap that smirk off his face, but before I could react, I found my back laying flat on the cot with him in between my legs. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

"Oh, hell no! There’s no way I’m losing my virginity to you!" I yelled at him.

How dare he think that I would sleep with him! After all the humiliation, the accusation, the pain.

"Who said anything about breaking your hymen?" He shot back, lips tugging up at the sides.

"What?"

"You said I am disgusting Maria, allow me to show how disgusting I can be." he whispered against my ear. While I was still lost in my thoughts.

He pulled up my top, spread my legs wider and was now caressing me with my panties still on.

Somehow, he’d pinpointed the exact location of the tiny bundle of nerves at the juncture of my thighs and was now shaping it with his thumb and index fingers, making my nerve endings buzz to life.

Oh, god! I was slowly losing my mind. I had imagined being in this position with Darren once but with what Adrein was doing while my panties were still on how would it feel like with him inside me?

Adrien stopped for an instant, but before I could complain he brushed his knuckles against my pussy and then pinched the lips together with two of his fingers with the third pressed to my opening, making me arch my back in pleasure.

By now, I was shamelessly drenched. Damn! How could I be drenched when I hated him this much?

Vernia was in total surrender as she bubbled with excitement.

"Stop it Vernia!" I screamed inwardly irritated at her actions. All I wanted was to push Adrien away but I just couldn’t.

I closed my eyes and let out a moan I could no longer hold. My legs were jelly and if I wasn’t laying flat on the bed, I would’ve been a puddle on the floor.

One of his arms was around my waist, while I lifted both of mine and wrapped them around his neck. I needed at least some physical contact with the person I was being this intimate with. And I felt so ashamed with the way I responded.

"Didn’t you say I am disgusting Maria? Why are your hands around my neck?" He asked as he continued to rub and pinch my pussy through my pants.

It was both embarrassing and blissful.

He shifted his hand so that he was now rubbing my clitoris and my opening at the same time.

He pushed against my pants with his thumb, parting my folds and entering as much as it allowed his entrance.

My inner walls were quivering, hungry for something more. Something built up in the pit of my stomach. The feeling in my stomach grew and just when I thought that things couldn’t get any better, he removed his fingers.

I couldn’t help it, "Is this all you have got Alpha Adrien?" I asked surprisingly.

His eyes darkened instantly, and he pulled my pants down with force, making sure that I felt every bit of his hand brushing over my clitoris. I screamed while tugging on his neck so that he was almost lying on top of me, our faces inches apart.

I couldn’t take it anymore as I closed my eyes.

"Open your eyes!" he demanded breathlessly.

I did as told and found his piercing purple eyes staring at me hungrily. I hadn’t seen it this way before, even when he kissed me. And with our eyes still locked on each other, he once again entered his thumb inside my entrance, my pants no longer a barrier...and pressed in all at once so that he was buried inside me to the knuckle, his index and middle squeezing my clitoris at the same time. I felt the pull right to my core, but instead of hurting, it brought me to an Earth-shattering climax, making me scream louder as the pleasure shook me to the core.

He caught me around my waist when I would’ve fallen back as my hands loosened from around his neck. Instead, I collapsed with my head in the curve of his neck, shudders still running through my body.

I opened my eyes a bit and looked up to find him staring down at me. And as I watched him through half-lidded eyes, he brought his fingers up to his lips and licked each finger clean.

"Do I still look disgusting to you Maria?" His voice was filled with hunger. "Like I said, there are other ways to give you pleasure that don’t include breaking your hymen. But don’t worry, I won’t fuck you...until you beg me to. You would take back your words Maria." he said in a husky voice. "Clean up, we are heading back to the main pack together."

Then, without saying a word, he turned and left my room, leaving me panting, sweaty and shameless still not fully satisfied.

He was the first to ever make me feel this way.