Fated to Marry the Alpha

Chapter 4 Hot and Bothered

As the heat initially centered on her shoulder wound spread through her entire body, Alanna felt an overwhelming sensation when the werewolf's rugged fingers pressed into her intimate areas. Her body arched uncontrollably, her calves curled, toes clenched.

"No, don't!" Using the last bit of her strength, she desperately tried to wriggle backward to escape the werewolf's intrusive fingers.

However, the werewolf conveyed his displeasure with her resistance through definitive action. His fingers, already slick with her juices, curled to pry her folds apart and thrust sharply inside her.

"Ah!!!" Alanna let out a piercing scream, her body jolting beneath the werewolf's weight.

The werewolf grunted low in approval, seemingly satisfied with her reaction, and bit into her neck while driving his fingers deeper!

His fingers, distinct with their knuckles and overly long, plunged too deeply, bringing Alanna pain. Yet, as the calluses on his fingertips grazed her, a tingling numbness erupted, mixing pain with a paralyzing pleasure that drained all her strength.

Damn it! She was a hunter, yet today, she found herself being overwhelmed by her prey. Her inner voice cursed silently, "I can't even see his face! No, this can't be happening..."

However, her limpness and legs splayed open by the man were no longer offering any semblance of resistance, especially as his fingers merged and began a rapid thrusting motion inside her moist, soft passage!

"Mmm... Ah..." Every sensory nerve was focused downward. She was washed over by desire as she gasped for air, emitting continuous moans while trembling uncontrollably.

Even worse, in the pitch-black environment, the sounds amplified endlessly. The werewolf's rapid fingering elicited continuous fluids from inside her, making squelching noises as if like Alanna's mouth and v****a were both moaning!

Pleasure piled up relentlessly, and the moans from Alanna's upper and lower lips were growing louder. The werewolf also seemed to be driven wild by these unrestrained noises, his heavy breathing echoing in the cave.

In the darkness, Alanna felt the man abruptly tug at her. Immediately afterward, she heard something being torn apart, and the sudden chill down there reminded her that her tight pants had now become shreds!

The sudden coolness made her jerk. Already being fingered by the werewolf, this sudden movement drove her even closer into his grip. His rough thumb harshly scraped over her c******s, triggering an almost instantaneous climax!

"Ah!!!" Alanna screamed sharply, her already moist passage releasing a hot rush that washed over the werewolf's fingers, pulling out long, sticky strands when he withdrew.

Alanna lay back, gasping heavily. A burst of clarity flashed through her mind from the explosion of immense pleasure. Damn it! Did he just make her come with two fingers? She usually had strong self-control!

But before she could ponder further, the afterwaves of her climax still rolling through her, a soft zip sound came from the darkness. The werewolf had unzipped his pants!

"No, wait!" The clarity after her climax gave Alanna a moment of sober thought. This feeling was horrible. She seemed to have been dominated by the werewolf's strength the entire time. If she really let him go all the way, what would remain of her reputation as the strongest hunter of her generation?

Frantically retreating, Alanna groped around and miraculously felt a stone embedded in the ground.

Without a second thought, she pried the stone out and hurled it into the darkness with all her remaining strength.

Then, she heard a loud thud. Thank goodness, she hit her target!

The out-of-control werewolf had no defense against the sudden blow to his ear. Blood flew out from his wound, and a buzzing noise in his head brought intense dizziness, causing him to stagger back.

Seizing the opportunity, Alanna kicked forward as she felt the werewolf's grip on her limbs momentarily loosen. "Ugh!" Another thud sounded, and the werewolf backed even further away.

Run! Not caring about the pain racking her body, Alanna leaped up and dashed towards the sound of flowing water.

The werewolf behind her seemed enraged, emitting a bestial roar that sent shivers down Alanna's spine.

In her panic, she tripped over something and fell to the ground!

But fortune finally favored her. As Alanna reached to disentangle her feet, her hands found a familiar texture. It was her backpack!

Her shotgun was still inside! Should she flee or take out the shotgun and confront the werewolf in a death match?!

Alanna thought for only a fraction of a second. Then, without any hesitation, Alanna grabbed her backpack and plunged into the underground river. Hadn't she been humiliated enough? It was obvious that she was no match for this fearsome werewolf right now!

Thus, she must escape now and find a way to confront him later when she was better prepared!