AIDEN'S POV

"I don't want you to leave." Molly sobbed with her nose buried in my chest. Her arms were wrapped around my torso like octopus tentacles with rows of suckers running their length, grasping me tightly, unwilling to let go. I didn't hug her back. The agreement between us was precisely defined - no strings attached. No bonding, no involvement of feelings, no exclusivity. Fuck buddies, that was what we were from the beginning.

Yet I couldn't ignore how her demeanor towards me changed over time and the former agreement no longer applied to her. She fell for me, her mere wish to become my chosen mate.

But I couldn't grant her such a wish. Four years ago, I lost the battle against my half-brother. Back then, he and I found our fated mate. Though three were too many to form a functioning relationship. Moreover, it would be a disgusting incest if I had to share my mate with my brother. Hence, one must have been left out.

My first mate rejected me and although it crushed my heart, turning it into a big black hole of emptiness, I set her free and accepted the agonizing rejection. And that day I swore to myself to never ever let anyone fill the gaps in my soul and heart.

I was an Alpha of the Black Forest pack, inheriting the position from my father. Thus, there were expectations of me to continue the family line, appoint a decent she-wolf as my Luna and get her to produce an heir. It was a duty of which I was very aware. The duty which I tried to avoid at all costs.

Pushing Molly away gently, I looked into her teary eyes. Fuck, she would end up heartbroken because of me.

"I'm sorry, beautiful." I stroked her cheek, my thumb wiping away the thin line of her tears.

"But I love..." She wanted to confess her honest and deep feelings and I quickly pressed my finger against her small mouth. This was an unrequited love, and she didn't need to face more of such torment. If anyone understood the pain of not being loved back, it was me.

"No. Don't say that. You promised not to get emotional once this day comes."

"That was a year ago, Aiden. But as time flowed, I really thought we could build something more meaningful out of our relationship."

Relationship. Meaningful. My face twitched painfully when the words hit my ears. It was the last thing in the whole universe I wished for. Oh, Molly, Molly, Molly... You foolish girl.

"You thought wrong. I simply can't reciprocate such feelings." The truth was tough but necessary. There was no point in beating around the bush. She needed to hear it loud and clear so that she could stop living in fantasy.

"Why?" She sniffled, her small frame shaking.

"You know very well why."

Molly cried. Bawling her eyes out, her cries sounded like nails on a chalkboard. The piercing noise gave me an instant headache, yet I tried my best not to be a complete dick and just waited till she calmed down.

"She's been marked by your brother for years and they have a child together." She spat the words, her attempt to return the favor and hurt me.

"Now, you're being unnecessarily cruel."

"Just why can't you forget her and move on?! I am offering you a happy life with me."

"I'm not asking for it." I responded with a sharp sigh.

"Aiden, please..." She grabbed me by my arm, the tone of her voice laced with sheer desperation. But those puppy's eyes wouldn't work on me.

"Uhh, listen. I am sorry if I hurt you. My decision is final, nonetheless. It's over, Molly. Don't waste your time with me. Somewhere in the world is another man waiting for his chance with you. He will worship and cherish you in a way you truly deserve. Unfortunately, I can never be that man. So, make your peace with it. I just can't give you what you seek and desire."

Her head pounded on her neck with defeat. My statement was resolute, and finally acknowledged by her. Sadness was written all over her face and still she raised her chin high and made one last requirement.

"Before you go, make love to me one more time."

"Molly, I don't make love."

"Fuck me then. It's the last request I will ever make."

Slowly, she pulled the baby blue sweater which perfectly matched her eyes over her head. Then she unzipped her jeans and rolled them down to her ankles, elegantly stepping out of the denim. Taking a step backwards, she let me observe her body in lacy underwear.

And I said to myself - why not? This was my last day in the Black Forest pack. Tomorrow I would go on a special mission to the eastern parts of Canada, to the land of lone wolves. The disturbing news came to the alliance of Yukon werewolf packs, that lone wolves were harassed by some sick and dangerous vampires. And I was the one assigned to investigate the case, to visit lone wolves and see whether the threats were serious or not. To be honest, I wasn't assigned but volunteered. It was a desperate call, a pathetic excuse, so that I could escape the cruel reality.

Molly swayed her hips and the animal in me roared, the body betraying me as the lust took over. Fuck, she was gorgeous. Sexy as hell. Fingers crept under the black lace that covered her intimate parts, carefully pulling it down. I could smell her already. The sweet arousal made her pretty pussy moist and ready for my cock.

Soon her bra followed, falling to the ground and revealing two hardened nipples which begged to be teased with my tongue and teeth. A man was weak when a beautiful woman offered herself like this. My reaction was as expected. Pieces of clothes were leaving my body as I decided to make her wish come true.

"Turn around." I commanded and she obeyed, showing me her cute little butt. I took a good look at her before my hands started their hungry roaming across her naked body. Golden hair waved around her head, it was so long it almost reached the small of her back. And I couldn't help it as the sharp pang in my heart tortured me once again.

"She looks like our mate." Remy, my wolf, pointed out. Yes, from behind she truly looked like my former mate. The one who chose my brother over me.

"But she's not. "I reminded him and the wolf disappeared in the depths of my mind, dealing with his own sorrow.

My lips touched the soft skin of her shoulder, inhaling her nice scent. My cock grew to its full size, twitching in anticipation and ready for some action. Molly released a soft moan when my fingers squeezed her perky breast, twisting her nipples. The pain which immediately transformed into pleasure.

I left open-mouth wet kisses on her shoulder and went all the way down to her back and butt. She trembled when I parted her legs slightly, just enough for my tongue to get access to her clean-shaved pussy. I tasted the deliciousness of her juices which were dripping from her entrance. My tongue swirled around her folds and explored the well-known terrain with the same eagerness as if it was for the very first time. Her legs quivered when I got to her clit, sucking that sensitive button of thousands of nerves and sending hot jolts of pleasure through her spine and to her core.

"Aaaahh, Aiden." She called my name, her breathing quickening and becoming unsteady. She was ready. Very much ready.

Grasping her by her hips, I pulled her down on her knees. She got the hint instantly, laying herself on all fours, with her butt lifted up. And so, I entered that amazingly wet pussy with a single thrust. No more gentle treatment. I started to pump into her roughly, my palm smacking the cheek of her butt harshly. A red imprint remained on her perfect skin and she yelped out of surprise. Yet she spread her legs a bit more, letting me fall into her to the fullest. I squatted above her and fucked her until she screamed, the angle allowing me to go insanely deep and pushing all the right spots inside her.

She climaxed hard, her body turning into jelly and limbs no longer functioning properly. But I would not let her rest. This was what she wanted. Let her remember our last time together forever.

"Get up." I raised my orders and she whined.

"I can't."

"And I don't give a shit whether you can or not."

Standing her back to her feet, I swiftly rotated her to face me. She was a panting mess, the golden locks sticking to her sweaty face. Yet, she was beautiful like this and, for a brief moment I even regretted ending our friendship with benefits.

I lifted her by her butt, her legs wrapping around my hips automatically. That warm pussy rubbed against my rock-hard cock, and I didn't need more to lose all good manners. As I slammed her against the wall, she uttered a yelp. Our mouths locked, the passionate kiss soothing her and replacing the aching caused by my rough movements. Her inner walls clenched around my cock as I entered her once again, pleasuring her with the rhythmic in-and-out dance. Biting my bottom lip, she wanted to suppress the overwhelming orgasm that consumed her inside out. I felt how my balls tightened and fucked her some more. The speed was incredible, almost making her pass out. And I had my own release, enjoying her body this last time.

It was a perfect goodbye.