Chapter 3
1800 Words
MALAKIA’S POV
“Strip!” I ordered which seemed to have frightened her.
She took a step backwards, as if daring me to come to her. For every step she took, I took one with her following.
I approached the girl with a predatory gaze, my eyes drinking in every curve of her body. I could feel my need for her growing with each passing moment, and it was becoming harder and harder to resist.
“I’m not going to tell you again, strip!” I growled my voice deep, laced with desire, echoing through the chamber.
She nodded and tried to take her clothes off slowly in a seductive way. Her hands shook a little, telling me it was her first time doing something like this. I stepped back a bit to give her some room and to control myself.
She undressed slowly, her soft curves and flawless skin revealed to my hungry eyes. I could feel my body pulsing with desire, but I held back, waiting for her to finish undressing. Once she was completely naked, she stood in front of me, colour filling her cheeks and her eyes downcast. I could see the fear and uncertainty in her eyes.
I took a step closer to her, admiring her naked form. She tried to cover herself, but I stopped her, taking her dainty hands in mine.
“Don’t hide yourself from me,” I whispered, pulling her close until her naked body was pressed against mine. I could feel the heat emanating from her skin, and it only added to my desire for her.
I wanted to bend her over and sink myself into her but I knew I needed to control myself.
Then I took a few steps back to take a look at the piece of art before me.
“You look exquisite. For a breeder, you’ve done pretty well for yourself.” I said, feeling my mouth water. As I watched her move towards me, every step she took was like a mesmerizing dance. Her hips swayed to and fro.
“Thank you, Master” she whispered, a blush creeping on her face.
Her skin was so soft and fragile, and I knew that I had to be gentle with her.
Slowly, I traced kisses along her neck, down to her collarbone and across her chest, inhaling her mouth watering scent. I peeled away from her and looked deep into her eyes, showing her the desires building up inside me for her.
“Strip me, start with my pants.” I said.
The once shaking girl wasn’t shaking anymore. Instead she had lust filled up in her eyes. She wanted me.
She undid my belt and unzipped the pants, I took my a hand and placed it under her chin and lifted her head up. “Eyes up here sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me.”
Like a good submissive girl, she obeyed and keep her eyes locked on mine.
As soon as my c**k was freed from its prison, I sighed at the relief. It sprang up hitting her face.
She gasped at the sight of it.
Without waiting for her to adjust, I grabbed her hand and pressed it against my hard c**k. The action made me groan, I desperately needed a release.
I took a step away from her and took off my shirt while staring at her beauty.
“Come here,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. She walked towards me, and I took her in my arms, carrying her to the bed. “I can’t wait any longer,” I said to her, as I laid her down on the soft mattress.
She looked up at me with a twinkle in her eyes and a shy smile on her lips.
Her eyes locked onto mine as I climbed onto the bed next to her, running my fingers through her hair and kissing her fiercely. I could feel her heart beating fast as my hands moved down her body, tracing the curves of her hips and waist, then her thighs.
I buried my face in her wet hair, inhaling deeply.
“You are here for one reason, and one reason only,” I said, my voice low and hoarse. “You will be my breeder and carry my child.”
The young breeder nodded, her eyes wide with fear, and when she closed her eyes, a single tear slid out of one.
I reached out a hand and traced a finger down her cheek. She shuddered at my touch, her body responding to my every movement.
“You are mine,” I said again, my voice growing hoarse with desire. “And I will do with you as I please.”
I broke the kiss, my eyes locking onto hers once again. “You belong to me now,” I said, my voice low and commanding. And with that, I gave myself over to my primal desires, taking her completely and utterly as she surrendered herself to my will.
Without breaking eye contact, I lowered my head, kissing her again and again, slowly working my way down her neck, until I reached her breasts. I took one of them into my mouth, caressing it with my tongue, while my hand stroked the other. She whispered, and arched her back urging me to take more of her in my mouth.
I knew her other breast needed attention, so I moved to it, kissing the bridge of her breasts before capturing it into my lips. I tenderly sucked on it, nibbling the n*****s with my tongue. Her soft skin was almost edible.
Hearing her moan did something to me. It ignited the fire in me and encouraged my beast.
I moved from her breasts and moved my way down her body, trailing kisses as I went.
I was a king, whose body should be craved for and worshipped.
Today I accepted to do the worshipping, not on a noble but a slave.
Every move I made was an act of reverence for her body. I craved every bit of it.
As I went lower, I got to her public area, which was surprisingly clear and completely smooth
The scent of her arousal made me want to howl in pleasure. She was perfect. She smelt like pleasure on a plate.
I breathed in the scent of her arousal once more before diving in for a meal.
I pulled back a bit after running my tongue across her folds. “What is your name? Sweet one.” I asked.
Her closed eyes fluttered open as she stared at me between her legs, “uh, my name’s Chloe.” She answered.
Without warning I dived back into my meal, drinking every drop of juice she had to offer. My tongue ran across her labia and I sucked in a little, making her gasp. Just as I inserted my tongue into her and she screamed in pleasure as an orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.
She shuddered under me, squirting her juices all over my face, washing my filth with it.
I smiled in contentment knowing I had shown her pleasure. But it was my turn.
I took my throbbing cook into my hand and stroke it.
“Off the bed, kneel here.” I said once she got down from her high.
Chloe obeyed like the good girl she was and came down from the bed. She walked around till she was in front of me, then she knelt on her knees, her cheeks red.
I gave my c**k a few strokes and gestured for her to suck it. “Do it gently without teeth Chloe.”
I was about to explode as soon as she took the tip into her warm mouth. Her hair was a mess, so I gathered them in my hands and guided her into bobbing her head. Little by little she took the length deep down her throat. At the point she couldn’t go far, she gagged.
I thrusted my hips into her mouth and began to f**k her throat. She gagged and pushed me off a few times but I had let me beast take over and he wanted pleasure.
It was as if she started to like the brutal force, she moaned with my c**k down her throat, making me groan as my c**k grew and I started to c*m with each drop of seed draining down her throat.
I pulled away from her and she drew in a huge breath before she started to cough.
I pulled her back to bed and captured her lips one more time, not caring to taste my own c*m in her mouth.
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I woke up to the smell of a foreign yet familiar scent. It was sweet and floral, almost too much for my senses to handle. As I looked around, I realized the scent was coming from Chloe. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks, she was my mate.
I felt sick to my stomach, disgusted that a mere breeder was my mate. I had always been taught that mates were meant to be powerful, strong and respected, everything this breeder was not. I couldn’t believe that fate had played such a cruel joke on me.
I strode towards the door and unbolted it.
“Guards! Guards!” I roared. It seemed to have startled her awake but I didn’t care. Seconds later they rushed in. “Get this filth out of my sight!” I bellowed, pointing a finger at her. “Take her away and sell her off to another pack. I don’t want her!”
“Mere breeder! Filth!” I yelled at her, unable to contain my rage.
Why would the Moon Goddess make a grand joke out of me?
Chloe looked at me in shock, her eyes full of hurt. She didn’t understand that she was nothing to me and I felt satisfaction wash over me as she was being dragged out of the room, her tears a testament to the hurt I had caused her.
“Alpha, please…” Chloe started, but I cut her off.
“Silence!” I shouted, my face twisted in anger. “You are nothing to me. You hear me? Nothing!”
“Please, Alpha,” Chloe said, tears streaming down her face. “I can’t get sold off again, please. I- I’ll do anything, but please…”
Tears were streaming down her face and I looked away in disgust, not able to stand the sight of her any longer. In that moment, I saw her for what she was – just another meaningless female, nothing more than an object to be walked over.
A mere Breeder.
She isn’t Luna material.
- Writer
