The night air in the garden felt alive, charged with tension and the heavy scent of Yuki’s arousal. Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting silver patterns across their bodies as Yuki clung to Killian like he was the only thing keeping her from burning alive.

Her mind had gone completely blank. Only raw instinct remained and the desperate need to be touched, filled, claimed by him. Her core begged desperately to be touched by him like her life depended on it.

Killian’s hands trembled at his sides as he fought for control. "Please ... wait.." His voice came out rough, almost strained.

But she couldn’t sense his reluctance, only the fact her body was burning and his touch calmed her down. She pressed closer to him her breast was against him and her soaked pussy grinding hard against the thick bulge in his trousers. The friction made his jaw clench so tightly it hurt. He had never lost control like this. Never.

He could have pushed her away but the feeling of her skin against him made it incredibly hard.

She was stuck to him like glue, her hips rolling shamelessly, seeking more. "Please..." she whimpered, brushing her lips on his neck. Her tongue licked his Adam’s apple.

Killian groaned deeply, his hands finally moving to grip her waist. "Hold on. You are not yourself right now." he managed to say, holding on to his last restraint.

But she was far gone. Her lips crashed against his in another hungry kiss. The softness of her breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest, and something inside him snapped. The moment their mouths met, the world seemed to freeze. She tasted like salt, sweet wine, and pure temptation.

Yuki kissed him harder, grinding her hips against him with shameless need. Against every ounce of his willpower, Killian’s crotch tightened painfully, his body reacting strongly to her desperate heat.

Yuki used that moment to push him down onto the soft grass. She climbed on top, straddling him as she devoured his mouth, rocking her dripping core desperately against his throbbing cock. "Please... just touch me," she begged against his lips, her voice shaking with raw need. "I need you so badly."

The pleading in her voice shattered what remained of his restraint. Killian’s hand moved on its own, sliding up to grab one of her soft breasts, kneading it firmly. Yuki moaned loudly into his mouth, biting his lower lip. The sharp sting only fueled him more. He continued squeezing and massaging her breast, thumb brushing over her hardened nipple.

A powerful wave of heat rushed into him. The charm on Yuki was not just an aphrodisiac, it was a special curse designed to affect anyone close enough. Her scent, thick and sweet like a she-wolf in full heat, wrapped around his senses and refused to let go. The intention of the culprit was to make it difficult for them to stop even if they wanted.

Killian’s gaze darkened with raw lust. He broke the kiss and trailed his hot mouth down her neck, leaving wet kisses until he reached her exposed breast. The moment his lips closed around her nipple, sucking and nibbling gently, Yuki’s back arched sharply.

"Ahh—!" she cried out, coming hard just from that. Her pussy clenched and gushed against his crotch, soaking through his trousers as her body shook violently.

Her nails dug into his shoulder blades, but Killian barely felt the pain. He was lost in her, sucking harder, alternating between gentle bites and soothing licks. He couldn’t get enough.

His hand moved lower, slipping under the torn dress and into her soaked panties. A deep growl rumbled in his chest when his fingers met her dripping folds. Yuki whimpered, lowering herself eagerly onto his touch.

"Please..." she begged, voice hoarse. "Just a little bit more."

Killian’s cock twitched painfully. Even consumed by lust, a sliver of reason remained. "Have you done this before?" he asked, voice thick.

Yuki could barely process the question. She shook her head frantically.

He drew in a sharp breath, fighting himself. Two voices warred inside his head — one screaming to stop, the other urging him to give her relief. His thumb found her swollen clit, rubbing slowly with firm circles while he pushed one thick finger gently through her tight folds. He did not go deep, only enough for her to feel the stretch and fullness.

Yuki tried to push down, greedy for more, but he clamped a strong hand on her waist, holding her still. "Not further," he rasped.

The first time she felt something inside her was overwhelming. So good. Almost addictive. Her walls squeezed tightly around his finger, begging for more, but he kept his movements shallow and controlled, teasing her clit and labia with skilled strokes.

Every sensation hit her ten times harder because of the charm. Yuki’s head fell back as moans spilled freely from her lips. " please I need more..." she pleaded in a sweet voice.

He ignored the temptation and continued thrusting just the tip of his finger while his thumb worked her clit. Her lips wandered desperately over his neck and Adam’s apple, kissing and sucking as she begged for more. His cock throbbed so intensely it was maddening. It was a bloody miracle he had not flipped them over and taken her completely.

It was pure, agonizing torture. He felt like the one being consumed.

Soon her body began trembling violently. Her folds clenched hard around his finger as she came again with a broken cry, gushing fresh slick over his hand and staining his trousers. She collapsed against his chest, drenched in sweat, gasping like a fish out of water.

The heat still raged inside her, but the orgasm had cleared some of the fog from her mind. Killian’s eyes narrowed as he watched her. He had crossed a line he would probably regret forever... yet he could not bring himself to leave her like this.

Yuki blinked slowly, finally realizing their compromising position. She grabbed his jacket tighter around herself, her face burning as she felt his massive hardness pressing against her. "Sorry..." she whispered, staring at his face. "I think... I was set up."

Killian gulped. Even now, neither of them moved. Their bodies still ached for each other. Just staying under his intense gaze made her core throb again.

"What’s your name?" he managed to ask, in a rough voice.

"Yuki," she whispered, biting her lip. "What about you?"

He pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his wet fingers carefully. "Killian Ravencourt."

The name hit her like cold water. Yuki’s eyes widened in disbelief. She stumbled off him quickly, wrapping the jacket tighter around her trembling body. "Ravencourt..." she repeated, voice barely audible.

Killian opened his mouth to speak, but an urgent voice cut through the night.

"Killian! What’s going on?"

His head snapped to the side. Kieran was rushing toward them, Maverick close behind. The moment Kieran saw Yuki’s disheveled state and smelled the thick scent of sex and arousal in the air, his expression twisted with shock, fear, and rage.

Kieran told Maverick to keep an eye on Yuki but Maverick lost her in the maze; he never expected this. His gaze snapped to Killian. "What did you do?"

Killian remained calm despite the chaos inside him. "She was being assaulted. I stepped in to stop it." He glanced down at Yuki. "She still needs medical care. Do not let this blow up."

Before Kieran could argue, a shrill voice rang out followed by rushing footsteps.

"Killian?!"

Eloise burst into the clearing with a small group behind her, eyes wide with shock. The heavy scent of sex hit her immediately. Without asking questions, she rushed forward, hand raised to slap the dazed Yuki.

The slap never landed.

Killian caught Eloise’s wrist in a firm grip. "What are you doing?" he snapped. "She is already a mess."

Eloise stared at Yuki in horror, her voice choking. "What happened? Why does it smell like..." She couldn’t finish the sentence.

The tension in the garden thickened dangerously as more eyes turned toward them.

*********** Bonus: Character profile *******

XAVIER VELMOUR :

Xavier Vale is a 21-year-old elite young warrior in the Ravencourt Pack. He serves as a rising star and protege under Kaden’s personal elite unit while also excelling as a standout student at Dravenhall, the pack’s prestigious university. Tall at 6’4" with a powerfully athletic build honed through relentless training, Xavier possesses warm golden-brown skin, sharp facial features, and messy dark brown hair that often falls across his forehead. His striking honey-amber eyes tend to glow when his wolf is close to the surface

His current relationships are complex. He maintains a respectful but tense dynamic with Kaden, whom he both admires and enjoys provoking. His growing interest in Yuki brings protectiveness and genuine intrigue, creating friction with the triplets. He remains wary of Eloise’s influence and generally gets along with Killian and Kieran. Xavier is currently navigating a delicate position — balancing loyalty to the pack hierarchy with his own ambitions and his desire to protect Yuki amid the unfolding scandals.

Core Quote:

"I don’t follow rules blindly. But I’ll break them for the right person."