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He might be insane. I should consider that. The hotness and the sadness might be getting in the way of me noticing if he has some truly unhinged traits.

Alphas are sometimes quite odd, I’ve heard. Trent was actually pretty normal, but he’s a very small fish in a very big pond. Alexei is a much bigger fish in a much bigger pond. He might be one of the biggest fish on the planet. So saying no to him, that’s probably not an option.

If my mom were alive, she wouldn’t think twice about telling him to fuck off. She would tell him that I have my own life to live, and he has no right to interfere. She’d tell him that I was brought to America to live free, and all the rest of it.

He wraps his hand around the back of my neck and uses it as a grip. Electricity zaps between us. I feel my knees getting weak as an arousal so intense I barely experience it as desire overcomes me. I feel like I’m going absolutely insane with need around him, and that’s not okay.

I pull away from him, entirely freaked out. I start to cry simply from being overwhelmed, grabbing at my underwear to pull them back up, trying to get some semblance of dignity back.

“This isn’t what Mom wanted,” I sob. The words don’t match my feelings, but they provide some kind of cover for the absolute torrent of desire and emotion that is coursing through me. I know I should go to college. I should make my mother proud. But all I want to do is fuck this man who is damn near twice my age and has an uncanny ability to make me feel safe.

I hear him sigh, and I fear that I have disappointed him, but what he says next is soft and understanding.

“I will make you a deal,” he says. “If you go to college, live out the best life you claim to be able to live, the life your mother wanted you to live, then I will leave you be. But, if you fail your classes, or stop attending, I will come for you.”

“You’re not my father.”

The words come out of my mouth almost reflexively. I blush having said them because I know they make me sound young and immature. I want so badly for Alexei to take me seriously. I want him to look at me like a woman. I want him to…

“I know,” he says. “The things I will do to you when you either finish college, or drop out again, are things no father should ever do.”

I feel myself blush bright red. “You shouldn’t say things like that,” I mumble under my breath. Does he know what he’s doing to me? Does he know how I crave him? How I taunt him to punish me because that’s the only way I get to have physical contact with him? I hope not. Right now, Alexei is the only person in my life who has any kind of close authority. He doesn’t feel like a father, but I never knew my dad, so this might be the closest thing. Trust me to make something twisted and weird.

“I speak the truth,” he says, that deep voice and thick accent doing nothing to make his words any less hot.

I pull away, turn, and run, actually kind of run away from him. He lets me go and I escape to my bedroom where I start packing. Then something hits me, a little practicality I’d almost forgotten.

I sneak back out to the kitchen, where he remains in the chair that he makes look as though it was designed for a child. This man is just so very large. Again, I feel a tingle of excitement running through me at the sight of it.

“Yes, Anya?” He acknowledges me again.

“How am I going to go back to college? I dropped out.”

“Do not worry,” he says. “There will be a place for you.”

“But I lost my scholarship…”

“There will be a place for you,” he repeats.

“You really don’t need to do this for me,” I say. “I know it’s not what you want. I know you’d rather I came with you now. I know…”

“Let me tell you what I know,” he interrupts me. “I know you’re going to be tempted to roam again. You’re still unmated, andthat will make you want to wander until you find the right cock for you. But, Anya, you have already found your mate. I am your alpha, and anybody who touches you will die, do you understand?”

“I don’t want anybody else to touch me,” I mutter under my breath. “I want you to…”

“I know what you want,” he says. “But once I take you, I won’t be able to leave you alone. I will be inside you day and night, and you will be working through the difficulties of your first shift. It will not be anything you can study through.”

His words make me tingle with excitement. I want to feel that all so badly, but I know he’s right. This isn’t the right time. I want to make my mother proud, and I want to actually get an education for myself too. Once I’m his, I’m not going to be doing anything other than getting fucked and having babies.

Alexei

My cock is throbbing with the effects of having had Anya squirming semi-naked over my knee. Holding back my need to mate her is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life, but I can be patient. It would be good for her to get her education, and even better for her to have the chance to grieve her mother. She is so young, and in such a delicate condition mentally speaking. I want to give her time to recover. Russia is no place for the weak.

I also want to give her the chance to prove that she wants what she wants. Her mother would have wanted her to have aneducation, to have choices that she never had. I am honoring Lilly’s memory by delaying my own gratification.

I am being a good man.

And I am avoiding taking the sweet, sweet virginity of a young woman half my age.

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