The Alphas Assassin (Complete)

Home Sick and Hungry

*Ariella*

During dinner I slipped silently back out to the garden bench.

“Hey kiddo…” Mason sounded tired, like he’d been up way longer than he needed to be. “You okay?

“Yeah… I just…” I sighed and watched my fingers in my opposite hand squeeze my thigh around my pants. “I just miss you…”

There was a pause. “We miss you too kiddo… Carter will be back soon…”

“I know… I’m just home sick…”

“My first few missions were like that too Kiddo… I understand…”

“And I haven’t been feeling well the last few days… just that and everything has made me…” I sighed, “I don’t know…”

“Ari, it’s okay to feel this way… don’t worry… you’ll be home soon.” There was a pause. “I gotta go Ari… I’ll talk to you tomorrow night, okay?”

“Okay…”

He hung up before I could say goodbye, and the ripping, homesick feeling in my chest intensified and for the second night I cried quietly in the garden by myself. This time forgoing dinner completely and escaping to my room to wait until late in the night.

When the entire house quieted down for the night I pulled on a black shirt and shorts. I left my shoes in my room, a strategy I used a lot when sneaking around the Farm, Mason complimented me on my ability to be ”as quiet as a mouse”

I let the door close quietly behind me, making sure to keep the lock from clicking too hard as I turned the knob.

I waited for a long moment, listening for any movement amongst the members of the house. I could hear snoring in a far off room and the sound of music playing faintly somewhere else in the house but as far as anyone moving around there was no one.

I padded down the stairs quietly into the long hallway I’d come to be familiar with. It passed the Alphas office on the way to the main parts of the house. I tiptoed quietly through and found the door. I pressed down on the handle and it opened. It should, given as I was the one who “mistakenly” left it unlocked while Taylor and I learned how to clean his office.

I pushed my way in, and paused at the spot in front of his desk, clicking on the lamp and looking down where his c*m had dropped from inside me onto the carpet. It had stained a just slightly darker colour into the carpet. Hardly noticeable if you didn’t pay attention or didn’t know it was there.

I pulled open a drawer and picked through useless garbled sticky notes and loose papers with numbers. Honestly I wasn’t sure what I was even looking for besides for more information on the alpha of Full Moon. Anything, something to blackmail him with, anything to make him cooperate in anyway I wanted him to.

But there was nothing. The Alpha of Full Moon seemed to have no interesting artifacts in his desk, every drawer had useless papers or trinkets all jumbled around in nonsensical ways.

I sighed and turned, clicking the lamp off as I stepped around the desk again. I reached for the door handle and it turned on it’s own. Pushing open as I stepped up to it.

I came face to face with that deep sandalwood and lavender smell. Surrounding a body made of pure muscle and taller than me by a foot and a half.

I had no time to comprehend before hands grabbed around my waist, pushing me back into the room as his hands slipped down my legs, hoisting me into his arms as he walked toward the desk.

His lips collided with mine. His tongue slipped beneath and over mine as he kissed me. My lips willingly opened to him as he played his tongue through my mouth. I felt my body fall into the desk but my legs wanted to refuse letting him go from me long enough for anything else to be done.

My heat, even under the effects of the suppressants, flared inside my body. My core twisting into a painful ache as his hardening bulge pressed between us. I found my arms wrapped around his shoulders, my fingers digging into his dark hair that I had barely been able to see when the door had opened only long enough to flash his dark silhouette before he pounced on me.

“What took you so long…” he whispered angrily as he parted from my lips. His hands moved quickly to undo the tie around his soft pants. I felt him begin to slip his fingers beneath my shirt pushing it up over my head. I didn’t respond to him but he kissed down my chin and over my chest once my shirt had come off. His lips sucked my skin into his teeth painfully, I could tell that I’d have dark marks from his mouth just in the few seconds he worked on each part of my chest that he attacked.

Then his lips encircled my n****e, sucking and playing gently with his tongue as he used his other hand to tease the other n****e.

“I’ve been looking for you Princess…” he whispered into my chest, “Craving you… for the past week… I can’t get you out of my mind…” then his lips came back up and landed on mine again. Teasing my lower lip with a gentle bite as he squeezed his hands around my thighs. Then his nails dug into my skin before he shifted quickly to pull at my shorts.

“I… want you…” I whispered into his ear as his lips fell back into my neck. I let my lips caress the lobe of his ear and he shivered against me. I couldn’t resist him. My suppressants weren’t working, my heat was tearing my insides into a jumbled mess of need and instinct. But it wasn’t just instinct driving me.

It was the electric feeling that his skin caused on mine. The pulsating waves of ecstasy that escaped his fingertips into my body wherever he touched me. It was the trails of lust and longing that encircled my brain in a way I had never experienced before… It was him. Something about him caused my brain to give up every single ounce of reasoning and power. My body was at his mercy and I was gladly giving it to him, not even stopping to consider who he may be.

My body needed him… I needed him…

I threw my head back as he penetrated me. Slipping himself slowly into my soaking wet body where I sat on the desk. My arms hung on his shoulders and he braced my back with his hands. He forced himself to the end even though I squirmed at the feeling of him hitting the end of me, causing a dull pain to radiate into my body. The pain soon turned to indescribable pleasure with each long stroke he made into me.

He then shifted his hands quickly, pushing my back over the stacks of paper on his desk as he folded my legs over my chest and pinned my body down. I felt the paper stack slip and pens roll from beneath me as he moved me like a rag doll being tossed around by an aggressive child.

The breath was pushed from me as he formed his grip on me in the folded position and I felt him stretch every piece of my insides as he pressed. My eyes rolled back and all I could hear was the sound of my own moans along with his grunts while he pumped.

I felt his fingers squeeze into the backs of my thighs making my muscles tense around him as his body pressed.

I could feel my body soaking him, squelching, sucking, and dripping down my ass cheeks as he pounded.

“You feel incredible.” He whispered into the dark before he pulled from me and dropped down below the desk. I shivered as his tongue pressed into me, barely able to make a moan to his statement before he flicked his tongue against my c**t.

I reached down as he let my legs relax over his shoulders, found thick, soft, hair that perfectly tangled into my fingers as I pulled him.

His lips encircled and his tongue swirled, making a slurping sound as he hungrily sucked my juices down. Then one finger slipped inside and hooked into my most sensitive spot and I squirmed at the feeling before he hooked his other arm firmly around my thigh to keep me placed at his reach.

He didn’t stop until I arched my back and moaned out a curse while my body flexed around his fingers. I didn’t have a name to call, or a face to even picture as I did so.

Then he hooked his other arm around my other leg and swiftly flipped me. I heard and felt papers scattering across the floor as they fell from the desk and he yanked me back so my legs would fall and my feet found the soft carpet below us. He pushed himself into me again, letting himself hit the end and stop as he groaned.

“Fuck.” His voice hissed as his hands gripped my hips and he slammed into me causing me to grunt at the pain before he pulled back and slammed in again.

“Too hard…” I whimpered, trying to pull away from him.

He paused and backed up just slightly. Then he leaned over my body. “I’m sorry Princess…” he muled into my ear. “I’ll be gentle.” His voice sent a shiver into my spine and his lips caused a spark against my ear lobe as he spoke. His strokes became slow, rhythmic and long. He was careful to be gentle to me now. Taking his time sliding in and out of me.

I let my head lean down but his hand caught my chin and pulled my face back up to look at the ceiling. His thumb hooked my lip as his hand tightened on my chin and jaw.

I felt his teeth scrape against my ear “Is that better Princess?” He asked slowly, his breath seeping over my neck as he lowered to kiss it.

I managed to moan a stunted “Mhm.”

“Good.” He moaned , “I want to use you like a toy, make you crave me…”

Another stifled “mhm…” as I breathed out a pleasurable sigh.

“You say ‘Yes Sir’ little girl…” he growled as his hand tightened on my chin then released just enough for me to whimper.

“Yes Sir…”

“Good girl.” He whispered in response as his pumps became faster.

“Don’t…” I paused in a choked breath.

“Don’t what?”

“Please don’t c*m inside.” I whimpered.

“Okay.” He responded calmly before he pulled himself from me. I felt the c*m drop onto my back as it spurted out, dripping down my side and ass.

He stood with one hand gripping my waist and the other slowly pressed into my butt cheek, the warm c*m dragging against my skin with his fingers as we took in deep, staggered breaths.

“Do you want to see my face?” He asked after a moment.

I shook my head. “N-no Sir…” I responded quietly. There was a pause and I heard him sigh. Then he leaned over me again and pecked his lips against the side of my head. I felt his hand use his t-shirt to wipe his c*m from me.

“As you wish Princess. Please lock the door this time on the way out… I’ll be seeing you tomorrow.”

“Y-yes… Sir…”

I stayed facing the wall until I heard the door click shut. Then I crumpled slightly. Relaxing my body as pain began to radiate through me. It wasn’t pain he caused with his body, it was the pain of lust. I wanted him again, I already craved him after two times. I didn’t want to see his face. It would make me want him more and currently I couldn’t allow myself to indulge in him. I had a mission to complete and the longer I was around, the more I dreaded finding out if my mystery man was indeed the very man I was hired to kill.