Kids from One Alpha

Chapter 2: Return to Night Sky Pt. 2

Out in the forest, Serena kicked off her shoes. She laughed as she dropped her companion‘s hand, running faster through the trees. She could hear his footsteps behind her. “Are you trying to get away?” he called after her. Serena looked behind her for a moment, sticking her tongue out at her pursuer. “isn‘t the chase half the fun?” she asked. She giggled again, running faster. The man behind her was strong. She‘d felt his muscles while they were dancing. He would catch her long before he ran out of breath! Dodging to the left, Serena slipped between two trees. The man behind her easily changed his direction to chase her. Serena laughed, the sound carrying through the dark forest and tempting her pursuer. When he did catch her, he collided with her full force. Serena grunted, being knocked completely off her feet. She playfully struggled as the man grasped her wrists and pinned her to the ground. He growled at her. Serena licked her lips, arching her back so her body pressed against his. Ke smirked at her.

“I caught you,” he said. “Do I get my reward?” Serena licked her lips again. “What do you think you deserve?” she asked, cocking her head to the side slightly. Her mask was skewed slightly but still secured on her face. The man pinning her down was breathing heavily, his hot breath on her face.

“What are you willing to give me?” he asked. Serena struggled against his grip. He released her, sitting back on his knees, eyes looking around the forest. “Everything okay?” Serena asked, sitting up. “I haven‘t been to this part of the forest in years,” he told her, rising to his feet and looking around at the treetops. Serena groaned, frustration settling into her stomach. “Come on.” He held his hand out to her. Serena took it and he pulled her into a standing position. Her companion led her deeper into the woods, but it wasn‘t long before they came across a treehouse sitting high in the branches.

“Wow,” he muttered. “I used to play here all the time as a kid. I didn‘t know this thing was still standing.” He pulled his hand away from Serena‘s and headed to the tree where there were planks nailed in as a ladder to the treehouse. “You don‘t expect me to follow you up there, do you?” Serena asked when he started to climb. He laughed.

higher. “Don‘t go back on your word

stable, but the man who she‘d followed was walking around easily enough. “This place seems pretty sturdy, being left alone here

some of the kids still play here,” he said. Serena stood up. The treehouse was small, but there was a window. She looked out, staring down at the ground. “Oh,” she muttered. “It is…high.” She backed away quickly. Her companion laughed again, catching her in his arms as she stepped back. Her back pressed against his chest, and his hands slid down the bodice of her dress. “Haven‘t you ever heard the expression ‘don‘t look down?‘” he teased her, his nose brushing her black hair aside, lips pressing against her neck. Serena sighed, tilting her neck to give him better access. He kissed her neck, then her shoulder, his hands moving to the back of her dress. As an authentic gown, it was laced up, but his fingers hardly hesitated as he began to unlace the bindings. “Uh…um,” Serena went rigid in his grasp. “Do you have any objections?” he asked, his fingers caressing her back as he opened the unlaced bodice. “No,” she admitted breathily. Her stomach twisted; her skin heated

feeling her companion‘s hard arousal seeking entrance. Succumbing to fatigue in the aftermath of their pleasure, Serena and

quickly grabbed her dress and mask. Her hair was a mess, but she didn‘t have time to worry about that! Without even checking his face to see who he was, she descended the treehouse. “I can‘t believe I did that,” she muttered to herself as she walked back through the woods. She shook her head, mortified that she had gone so wild! “There she is, the woman of the house.” Santino teased her when she went back to the building the party had been held at. “Shut up!” she snapped. Santino stopped smiling at her. “Rough night?” he asked. “It is a little fuzzy,” she

asked. “That is amazing! I knew you‘d get into medical school!” he hugged her fiercely, picking her up and swinging her around. Serena laughed, hugging her twin back. “This is everything I wanted!” she said. Medical school would mean leaving her home again for at least five years, maybe longer. She’d be living

the two passengers secured in their booster seats. The girl smiled back, kicking her feet back and forth.