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The Hockey Alpha's Therapist

"Is $10,000 for one night's pay not enough? Just tell me and I'll raise it, whatever you want it to be. But you must be prepared to provide 'service' whenever and wherever I want it. Do you get it?" In an era where humans and werewolves coexist, Quinn becomes the fated mate of an Alpha and a very famous ice hockey player, Grayson. For Quinn, who is a massage therapist with a lot of debt, Grayson may keep booking her to do 'service' because he knows she needs the money to pay off her debts and to pay for her younger brother's treatment at the hospital. But for Grayson, who finally found his fated mate, Quinn is not just a therapist who fulfills his superstition, but also someone who is precious to him and needs to be protected before she's taken by another Alpha who also wants her. *** Disclaimer: all characters, terminology, locations, and so on are purely the author's imagination. If there are any similarities, it is purely by accident. Please remember that this is a work of fiction.
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Chapter 4

**Quinn's POV**

"Done, I've transferred 10,000 dollars to your account," he said, showing me his phone screen. 

It was true, he had given me the money. And now, it was my turn to give him what he wanted. 

But now I was confused. This would be my first sexual experience. I didn't know where to start. Should I take the initiative, or should Grayson?

"Have you ever had sex with another man before?"

"Huh? Isn't that private? I can't answer that."

I didn't want to tell him that this was my first time, because he would cancel it, thinking that I wouldn't be able to satisfy him. So I thought it would be better to lie. 

"Then I don't need to be careful."

Grayson pulled my hand and led me to the bed, pushing me until I fell onto my back. 

Before he could do anything else, I placed both my hands in front of my chest. "I've been working all day and haven't had time to shower. So let me shower first."

He sighed but then stepped aside. "Do it quickly. Don't waste my time."

I nodded and hurried straight to the bathroom. 

***

I hugged myself under the shower. I didn't know how long I'd been here, but I think I can't do it. 

I can't have sex because it would remind me of the assault that almost happened. That incident traumatized me to this day, and that's why I didn't have sex with my ex-boyfriend either. 

I'm too afraid. 

I want to run away from here and go home. 

Thud. 

"What are you doing in there? You've been in there for almost an hour. You've made me wait."

I panicked when Grayson suddenly walked in shirtless. 

"Wait... I still need some time," I said, trying to back away from him. 

But he just lifted my body, carried me like a sack, and laid me on the bed. 

It happened so fast when Grayson coated his penis and mine with lubricant. It felt so cold that it made me flinch. 

He spread it on his penis and was about to insert it, which reflexively made me push him away with my feet. 

"I... I'm not sure I can do this. Your penis is too long and big. It won't fit," I stammered. I also pulled my legs up to cover myself and hugged them. 

Meanwhile, Grayson looked very angry. He growled, making a sound like a wolf stalking its prey. His eyes also changed from blue to jet black. 

It was terrifying. What if he really ate me? What if he killed me here? Oh, I still wanted to live. I still had to take care of my brother. 

"I don't like you playing games with me, Quinn."

I shook my head quickly. "I just don't want you to just shove it in like that."

"Then prepare yourself." He threw the lubricant at me. 

With trembling hands, I dripped the lubricant onto my fingers. Then I tried to touch my lower body with one finger. I tried to insert it, but it felt painful and strange, so I pulled it out again. 

"Fuck, I can't wait any longer."

Grayson snatched the lubricant and turned my body so that I was now lying face down on his thighs. 

"Please do it slowly... ugh..." 

I widened my eyes when I felt his two fingers enter. It was too sudden. It also felt uncomfortable, so I wanted to pull his hand out. But he held my hands behind my back. 

Now I couldn't do anything but move my whole body so he would take his fingers out. I would go crazy if he left them there too long. 

"Just put it in... hurry up and put yours in."

"Alright, if that's what you want. Get on all fours."

He slapped my butt. I had no choice but to obey. 

I turned my body over, gripping the sheets tightly. And a second later, he put his thing in, making me scream in pain silently. Tears fell down my cheeks, and I couldn't stop them. 

"Stop resisting and just do your job, or you won't see the sun tomorrow."

I could only cry while biting my lip. Honestly, this was extremely painful, but this was the price I had to pay because he had given me a huge amount of money. 

"This is just the beginning. I haven't put it all in yet."

My body froze instantly. Not all in? But mine already feels full. I think I can't take it anymore. 

I pushed him back so he wouldn't insert it fully, but he pushed his hips forward, forcing me to hit the headboard. 

Hiks, I don't know how I can endure this. It was already painful enough earlier. I just hope this ends soon. 

"Why are you crying? Didn't you say you've done this with another man before?"

My breath was labored, and I shook my head as much as I could, "No... this is my first time. I lied to you. I... have never... had sex... with any man... before you."

"Oh shit!" That's when he suddenly stopped. Allowing me to take a deep breath.

I thought he wouldn't continue because he pulled out, but then he put it back in, albeit more slowly. He also tilted my head and kissed me on the lips. And he resumed his activity. 

Maybe I should have been honest from the start that this was my first time so he could have been gentler from the beginning. But it was too late. Now I had to accept the consequences of my lie. 

"I have to do it until I cum, hold on."

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