Alpha Caleb and the Blessed Wolf

5.

NIKITA

My eyes slowly cracked open. It felt like the crusty sleep had welded them shut. Automatically bringing my hands to scrub my face awake when they met with a strong resistance. Pulling again hard, my wrists met the same resistance. Just great! My hands were bound above my head tied in thick leather straps. The four poster bed where I lay was made of black wood, intricate gold filigree patterns ran up the posts. Deep crimson Egyptian cotton sheets felt soft and clean against my skin. My skin... f**k I was still naked. The arsehole Prince didn't bother dressing me just tied me naked to the bed, a real Prince Charming. Taking a quick inventory of my body, no pain, my leg felt normal, between my legs felt normal thank the Goddess his royal evilness didn't defile me in my unconscious state. Who knows what that man is capable of.

I was wide awake now as the rest of the room came into focus. It was rich and decadent, the kind that comes from old wealth. The room was like a small apartment the Prince probably had a whole wing for himself. Eye roll, pompous rich prick.

A delicious warmth from a small fireplace made the room feel inviting and comfortable despite the situation. It warmed me to the core but not enough to make me sweat. It was so perfect, I wanted to bask in it, soak it through my pores. The low light cast shadows that danced across the room with each flicker of its flames. The scent of peppermint, sandalwood and male musk invigorated my senses into overdrive, wanting to breathe deeply and rub myself on the soft sheets where the scent came from. Lost in the luxury of the room, I had almost completely forgotten that it belonged to him, Prince Caleb.

"f**k" I said out loud beginning to panic.

Think Nikita, what happened? Last thing I remembered was passing out in the cave in human form and a shadow of a man walking toward me..

"You're awake, little lamb"

His deep, husky voice broke the silence. "And such a foul mouth on a sweet little thing. I can think of many things I'd much prefer to hear coming from those sweet lips. Do you need to be punished?"

Adrenaline spiked, heart pounded, palms began to sweat, yet the threat in his voice hummed sexily in my ears causing a shiver to travel down my spine.

Trying the restraints again but no budge. Soft purrs were all that came from my wolf.

Just great my wolf is a kinky b***h. I didn't think b**m was my thing but apparently it's hers, I thought.

There was a slight sound of movement from the darkest corner of the room.

Of course the creep had been watching me sleep! His enormous figure came into view half naked and looking deliciously handsome. My breath caught in my throat.

Damn it. He was s*x on legs prowling toward me. I needed someone to slap me silly right now before the drool starts. His short dark hair was messy looking like he had been running his hands through it. The black of his pupils almost completely covering the forest green iris, barely controlling his wolf just below the surface wanting to enjoy his mate's proximity too.

Roaming my eyes across his broard shoulders and chest then down his body, following the lines of intricate tattoos that covered majority of his hard torso from neck to hands. He was even more muscular than I saw from across the gorge and intimidating as hell. Tight black jeans sat precariously low on his hips accentuating his delicious abs and deep Adonis belt that travelled from hip to rim of his jeans, making my tongue twitch at the urge to follow their path down his body. A body of the devil, all sin and holy Goddess did I want to sin right now!

"Fuck." I said again.

A small snicker came from the Prince.

"Tsk, tsk. What did I say about that naughty mouth of yours." He folded his arms across his chest and I gulped as I watched his bicep muscles flex and the large veins running their length pulsed.

A smirk crossed his lips again when he noticed what my attention was on.

Urgh, I want to punch that annoying smirk right of his damn face. We were perving on him though. My internal monologue threw back in my own face. I was practically drooling and panting.

Damn mate bond. I'm not even 18 and can feel the desire for him my ovaries almost beginning for pups. Wolves were primal beings even without the mate pull she-wolves biologically wanted the strongest male. And Holy Goddess he looked strong enough to toss me round and give it to me real good. s**t, f*****g, s**t balls.

"Remember everything that has happened Nikita and focus on that!" I internally reprimanded myself.

"So many thought racing inside that pretty little head of yours." He said.

"Yeah, all about what kind of sick, twisted bastard kidnaps a wounded, unconscious, naked woman and ties her to his bed! You disgust me!" I snarled.

"You know what I think?"

"I don't give a s**t what you think" snapping at him. He paused, staring, still looming over me, his face impassive.

"I think I like the view better from behind"

Gasping in shock as he ripped the sheet off my body. Huge, rough hands gripped my waist flipping me so quickly that I was almost grateful for the straps that acted like an anchor.

"Perfect."

"Pig"

Caleb gently swept back my hair from my face drapping the long locks down my bare back. Before I could get my brain to function and yell at him to stop he twisted in his hand yanking firmly on it. The sudden action forced my head back off the pillow. All I could muster was groan.

"Beautiful" the hand that pulled my hair release its hold, gently tracing down the curve of my spine with his knuckles. Melting into his touch felt so easy. The small kiss he placed between my shoulder blades was gentle.

He ran his nose along the crook of my neck breathing in deeply. His hand returning to my waist slid down to my round ass cheeks. The calluses on his hand were rough against my delicate untouched skin. Without warning the Prince squeezed one cheek hard followed by an audible slap that stung.

"Ahhh" yelping as the sensation shocked me. The slap was the right mix between pleasure and pain involuntarily arousal made my core throb.

"Mmm, that's a much better sound coming from those lips. Behave and you will get my reward for being my good little lamb."

Slap.

"f**k you"

Slap

"Do.Not.Touch.Me!" I said through gritted teeth trying my best not to moan as another slap landed.

"I want to hear you begging and pleading for me to reward you."

"You son of a bi..."

Slap. Cutting me off mid sentence.

"You need punishment after running away and not to mention all that foul language" He whispered close to my ear causing goosebumps to run across my skin.

Slap,

I remained silent, holding in a moan.

Slap,

Silence. My wolf practically howling in delight. Urgh kinky b***h.

Slap.

I couldn't hold back a moan. On the last slap when he squeezed and rubbed the cheek afterwards. They were raw and felt sensitive under his tender touch. I hoped he would stop soon or maybe not I could feel the sleek wetness start to pool in p***y.

"P..please...please stop."

Slap

"You want me to stop?"

"Yes" I whispered in a breathy moan.

"I don't believe you."

Slap

On the last strike a small drop of liquid leaked from my moist p***y lips coating slickness onto my thigh. Squeezing them shut I felt just how greedy my body was. The little collection of nerves at my c**t tingled with desire. I wanted to rub against the sheet, feel some friction that might bring me pleasure.

"Mmm. Good girl, you smell delicious. "

"Burn in hell!" I could barely muster the words.

"Oh but I love playing with fire and you sweet cheeks are the right colour of it."

He was right my face was reddened almost to the shade of my now red derriere. I wasn't sure if it was from embarrassment, lust or rage.

"Too bad you're completely shaved, I would have loved to see what shade of red your p***y hair would be".

Before I could tell him to f**k off with his lack of originality one hand reached around my waist while the other unhooked the chain attached to my leather confines. I was pulled to standing arms re-secured to another chain above my head. He steadied me but the fast motion gave me overwhelming vertigo. Closing my eyes, I leaned against his strong torso for balance my back to his front. Skin to skin. The rough fabric of his jeans rubbed against the raw flesh of my ass cheeks. His large hands holding my waist until my legs were able to support my weight. Burying his nose into my neck from behind and sniffing deeply sent a shudder over my skin. His touch, his warm minty breath, his heat felt like electricity firing every nerve synapse in my body.

The hands on my waist snaked in opposite directions. One made it's way to my breast, cupping it. There was a little more than his hand could contain. Erect pink buds became even more peaked at the attention Caleb gave them, pinching and caressing. The other hand ventured south cupping my smooth, warm, mound.

Small moans and whimpers escaped my lips, I was utterly ashamed that I enjoyed the sensation. The feeling of pleasuring myself had never come close to this experience. No longer having the strength to deny him, I let desire overtake rationality. Parting my thighs slightly.

"Mmmmm." His chest rumbled deeply. Not sure if it came from him or his wolf but it felt like it vibrated my whole core. I could feel his own desire trapped in the confines of his jeans. Big and hard and goddess I wanted to touch it.

Slowly circling my c**t, the ache and need for more tugged and my core.

"Please..."

"You want me to stop?"

I shook my head "No don't stop."

"What do you want then?"

"More"

"Beg like a good girl."

"Please more...please"

"You like this don't you?" he growled, voice even more scratchy than before. I could tell his own control was slipping. His touch felt painfully slow rubbing against my sensitive pearl.

"Yes, harder.... Please."

Caleb could definitely feel my slickness coat his fingers as his circling ceased instead pressing, rubbing and pinching playing with my c**t, and coating it with my slick. He pulled away right when my pleasure built. My p***y was soaked and I could feel it drip down my inner thigh. He gave my n****e a sharp pinch adding pain to the pleasure.

"Ahhhh" I called out in ecstasy "P...please.... please. I want more" moaning incoherently. The southern hand picked up its rhythm pressing his hardness against my ass. I was painfully aware of the thin fabric of his jeans separating us.

"Feel it, feel how hard you make me. So wet for me. I bet you taste as good as you smell."

Every part of his skin touching mine electrified it. I craved it. It was almost as if it crackled in the air between us. Caleb teased my now swollen c**t with the rough pads of his finger tips dipping into my entrance but never entering deep where I wanted it. It was driving me to the brink of climax. He had me right where he wanted begging for release.

"Yes, please... please let me, let me c*m!" His two middle fingers thrust deeply into my tight channel. With the new intrusion I threw my head back onto his shoulder. Eliciting a satisfying scream of pleasure. Continuing his ministrations, fingers pumped in and out spurred on by the uncontrollable moans escaping me. Feeling my body start to quiver, my p***y walls clenched around his finger locking them deep inside me, I felt my dam wall break and euphoria burst through me, orgasming hard.

A guttural, animalistic growl echoed through the room. Within seconds his hand pulled away and the straps were ripped from the bedframe. I was flung unceremoniously onto the bed facing the Prince completely exposed. It was no longer the same Prince, an intensely dark aura surrounded him. Eyes turned black like the depths of a demon soul not once taking his eyes off mine. Breathing heavily as his thick strong chest rose and fell. Fingers slid into his mouth sucking my juice clean off them.

"So f*****g delicious." Came the gravely almost feral voice. Caleb's wolf had taken control.

"s**t"

"You're in the wolf's den now little lamb. You are mine and I will have you when and where I want. I will paint every inch of your skin with my seed and you will beg for it over and over until your belly swells with my future pups" there was dark glint in his eyes that frightened me.

Scampering awkwardly back to the head of the bed hands still tied together. Noticing my retreat he seized my ankles dragging me back down to the end of the bed where he stood. Only moments ago I was trembling with pleasure now with fear.

Spreading my thighs with a strong grip he watched my p***y lips opening like a delicate flower. I knew my p***y was dripping with its sweet warm nectar from his previous attention. It only made his beast even more wild.

The heady scent of arousal thick in the air. I was open, exposed, vulnerable. Delving into his jeans he practically tore the button and zipper clean off. He was rock hard and throbbing, his c**k pulsated with need. The thick tip glistened with a drop of pre-c*m rubbing it over the large pink tip with his thumb.

Heart racing and a lump caught in my throat at seeing his size. My body was on fire smouldering from the inside out. He pulled my ass slightly off the edge of the bed. Running his c**k along my p***y coating it with my wetness. Lining his manhood up at my entrance.

"Wait...I..I'm a virgin. Please be gentle." I begged.

His eyes snapped to meet mine. The corner of his mouth twisted into a cruel smirk, devoid of any kindness.

"Mine" Was all he said plunging his c**k deep to the hilt.

Screaming as he broke through the barrier. Tears fell and I choked on my sobs. As the Prince pulled out I could see his c**k coated in the blood of my broken hymen before he thrust back in.

"Now this p***y belongs to me and only me. You feel so f*****g good, so f*****g tight."

Relentlessly pumping taking his own pleasure. His hand gripped my throat firmly just enough to breathe. With each thrust of his c**k I was painfully aware of my stripped innocence.

The Prince's movements became faster and harder, meeting my cries and screams in a battle. The more I screamed the harder he f****d. Just as he was about to explode he yanked me up by my throat forcing my head to the side. Sharp fangs sunk into my neck marking me as his the same moment his warm liquid spurted inside my womb, painting my inner walls with his c*m.

"Nooooooooo" I screamed when the pain hit, as if awakening something deep inside.

It had done just that awakened me.

Bolting upright the scream still coming from my lungs, I launched myself off the bed. Looking around I realised I was not in that room anymore but a much small one. One that looked more like an attic. The room was slanted with a high window and the blanket on the small cot bed looked hand stitched with wild colours and patterns together. Focusing on slowing my heart rate and adjusting my eyes to the light in the room I turned sensing someone close to me.

"Nikita! You're ok. Thank the Goddess your finally awake."

A nightmare

Just a nightmare.

"Ryker?" Relief washed over me as my vision cleared. Finally seeing the person infront of me was my best friend and not that monster. Shaken and exhausted my legs gave way beneath me, darkness consuming me once again. Not before I felt warm gentle hands scooped me up carrying me back to bed. I was safe.... for now.