I Became the Female Alpha in the Omegaverse world.

Extra Chapter 4

Nathan smiled, a slow, seductive smile, as he led her to the bed.

His fingers found the buttons of her shirt, slowly undoing them one by one. He worked with the precision of someone who had done this countless times before.

The shirt slipped from her shoulders, with only bra on her breasts...leaving her exposed  under his gaze.

He guided her to sit on the edge of the bed, his fingers lightly tracing her collarbone as he leaned in close.

“Relax,” he whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. “I’ll take care of everything.”

Evelyn’s heart was pounding so loudly in her chest, she thought it might explode.

She watched, wide-eyed, as Nathan began to undress in front of her, a slow and deliberate striptease that made the air in the room feel thick and heavy.

Each piece of clothing he removed seemed to drive her pulse higher, at last he only in a boxer...her mouth going dry at the sight of his lean, sculpted body.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Nathan’s voice was teasing, a dark edge to it as he smirked at her reaction.

Evelyn bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I—”

“Don’t be shy, Evelyn. You can look,”
Nathan said, his voice dripping with seduction.

He moved closer, his fingers brushing the tips of her chin to lift her gaze back up to him. “You can’t hide from me.”

She could barely breathe as he brought out a blindfold, dangling it in front of her like a toy.

“Let’s make this more interesting, shall we?” he murmured, his voice almost a purr.

Without waiting for her response, Nathan slowly placed the blindfold over her eyes, plunging her world into darkness.

Evelyn’s senses heightened immediately, every touch of his hands on her skin sending shivers down her spine.

Nathan gently pushed her back onto the bed, her breath shallow as she felt him guide her wrists above her head.

The soft click of handcuffs followed, and her pulse quickened even further. She could feel the cool metal encircling her wrists, binding her to the bed, leaving her completely at his mercy.

"Comfortable?" Nathan asked, his voice dark and playful, a sharp contrast to the tension coursing through her.

“Yes,” Evelyn whispered, her voice barely audible, her nerves tingling with both fear and anticipation.

Nathan leaned down, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "I'll start, okay?"

Evelyn nodded again, swallowing the lump in her throat. "Yes."

He trailed his fingers lightly down her arms, then over her bossom, teasingly slow. Each touch was deliberate, designed to drive her mad with anticipation.

Nathan's breath was hot on her skin as he whispered, "You’re trembling, Evelyn. Are you nervous?"

"I… I trust you," she said softly, her words shaking.

He chuckled, the sound sending chills down her spine. “Good.”

Nathan’s hands roamed over her body, skillfully exploring every inch, pushing her to the edge of her senses. Every moment was carefully crafted to keep her in a state of heightened anticipation. The way he touched her, the way he whispered in her ear—it was all a game, one that he had mastered long ago.