Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229: [Bonus Chapter] First Bleed

Titan, the leader of the Red Dragon, was ’busy’. The air in his room reeked of sweat, musk, and cheap perfume while his ragged grunts mingled with the creaking of the bed each time he thrusted into the woman beneath him.

The woman was no other than Nancy and Titan was on top of her, his face twisted in pleasure. However, while the formidable Don of the Red Dragon gang seemed lost in the bliss, the same couldn’t be said for Nancy.

Nancy’s eyes were fixed on the ceiling, her expression detached, and vacant like a porcelain doll being played with. Her arms loosely circled Titan’s broad back, her nails lightly grazing his skin, but there was no passion in her touch, no real response to his thrusts other than the occasional jerk of her body from the force of his movements.

But Titan was lost in it, his body slick with sweat, muscles flexing as he drove himself into her, faster and harder, his grunts turning into heavy groans.

Nancy felt every inch of him inside her, but it meant nothing. There was no pleasure. She was only doing this because she had no choice.

And Titan was nearly finished. She could already feel the telltale tension in his muscles with the way his movements became shaky, and his thrusts erratic.

Nancy swallowed, knowing what she had to do. If she didn’t stroke his ego, he’d make her night even worse. So she faked it like she had a hundred times before in the course of her trade.

Nancy arched her back and moaned loudly, her voice breathy and exaggerated. "Oh, fuck.. yes, Titan!" Her fingers clawed into his back, her body trembling just enough to sell the illusion.

And just like that, Titan shuddered violently, his head rolling back in pleasure as his orgasm hit him like a boulder. With a deep, guttural growl, he buried himself inside her, filling her with his release.

Nancy exhaled quietly, relief washing over her. Thank God it was over. Or so she thought.

She was just about to move when Titan collapsed on top of her, his full weight crushing her against the mattress.

Goddess help her, Nancy gasped, her ribs protesting in discomfort. She was filled with panic because for a brief, terrifying moment, she thought he had passed out. Then she’d be stuck under his dead weight, suffocating beneath the bastard who had just used her like a disposable thing.

But then, Titan let out a deep, satisfied groan, his breath hot and heavy against her skin. Nancy forced herself to smile, despite the disgust curdling in her stomach.

With her arms still draped around him, Nancy gave him a soft squeeze, pretending to bask in post-coital bliss, when all she really wanted to do was shove him off and run to the bathroom to scrub herself raw.

But she had no choice but to hold him, and let him bask in his pleasure. Because men like Titan liked to believe they were gods in the bedroom. And gods didn’t like to feel unwanted.

"You’ve lost your touch," Titan said, pulling out and getting off her with a grunt.

The previous Nancy—the younger, more prideful version of herself—would have been offended at such an insult to her skill. But this Nancy—the one who had learned and matured over the years —was just relieved at his weight leaving her.

Titan sat up with a dissatisfied grumble, "Your daughter would’ve felt a lot better, if not for your audacity in sending her away." He shot Nancy a glare. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

Although anger flared hot inside her, Nancy kept her expression neutral. But her nails secretly dug into her palms, pressing hard enough to leave crescent-shaped marks.