The Alpha’s Bald Luna

Julia

~ MARDEO ~

I looked out of my door at both sides of the corridor. There was no one there which meant Julia had come alone all the way from the slave quarters to my chambers in the Garnet just to, according to her, suck my d**k. In Shanakoi, females were forbidden to move around without a chaperone and she knew she would be the next spectacle at the Onyx if she was caught yet she risked her life for some d**k.

“Are you crazy?” I asked. It wasn’t a rhetorical question.

“Please, my Alpha. Let me in. I just need to taste you and I’d be on my way. I’m dying of need.” she sobbed as her right hand kneaded her breasts, soft moans escaping her mouth. F*ck!

My d**k was already tingling in my breeches, the first sign of an incoming erection. It was asking for her to be let in but I hesitated for two reasons.

One; she had just broken one of the rules of our arrangement. I was the one to send for her when I needed her, not the other way around. I am Mardeo Argon, the future Alpha of the revered Right Stone pack. No one bids me to do their wishes.

Two; the events of the last few minutes weighed heavily on my mind. I needed space to think.

I refocused my attention on the woman in front of me. Seductive green eyes made even more seductive with eye makeup, curly black hair held up in a messy bun by an ornamental clip and pink supple lips she had licked a dozen times in the last minute.

Losing the fight against my carnal desires, I stepped away from the door and she walked in. Confirming again that no one was in the corridor, I shut the door and joined her in the room.

“What now, Julia?” I asked, hoping I sounded as unenthusiastic as I intended. My fully charged erection proved otherwise.

“You don’t need to do anything, my Alpha. Just relax and let me pleasure you.

“Less words, more action.” I replied curtly.

She offered a single nod before falling to her knees in front of me. Her hands worked quickly at my breeches, like she was unwrapping the first present on her birthday wishlist.

In seconds, the restraining garment was off and my d**k stood in front of her like a soldier, precum glistening at the tip which she licked off with one swipe of her tongue and swallowed satisfactorily.

She reached into her dripping core, scooped a bit of her juices and coated my d**k with it, the upward and downward strokes of her hand sending electric jolts through my whole body.

Then she spat on my d**k several times until saliva was dripping off it and unto the floor. Her hands began to slowly massage my taut shaft and soon, the room was slightly spinning in my vision.

Just when I thought I was about to give out from pleasure, Julia’s mouth engulfed my d**k cap. And it was cold. Ice cold. The sensation sent spikes to my brain and I tried to push her off but she locked her chilly mouth firmly on my d**k. Then she began licking, teasing, sucking, while her hands played with my balls.

By the Goddess, this woman had learnt new tricks and was here to test them on me. Looks like the bald Alpha was not the only one who signed up to be a lab rat tonight.

My hands dug into her hair, roughening it in a desperate frenzy. The hair clip came off and hit the ground, the sound of its fall drowned out by Julia’s moans. The same moans that were drowning out my sanity.

“F*cking Hades, you’re… I’m loos-“

“Shhhhh…” she interjected softly.

In a different scenario, I would have fed her tongue to her for daring to shut me up but not right now. My head was high up in the clouds.

Without warning, she covered the rest of my d**k and I could feel my hardness hitting the back of her throat as she bounced up and down. Slurpy. Deep. Fast. Just the way I liked it.

I dared to open my eyes which had been slightly shut from the moment my d**k entered her mouth and the sight before me drove me to the edge. Julia was working my d**k like this was her only assignment to get freedom from slavery. The hand that wasn’t at the base of my d**k wandered from her breasts to her p*ssy; moulding, touching, stroking.

Saliva drooled from all sides of her mouth. Her eyes were watering and half shut like she was drunk. She was in a world of her own.

This was another reason Julia was the only mistress I kept; she was a pleaser. She got her own pleasure by pleasuring me.

I could feel my orgasm mounting.

“Oh my Goddess, faster! F*ck. Oh, f*ck!”

I didn’t know it was possible to go any faster than she was already going but Julia did. I began thrusting, moving my hips to the rhythm of her bobbing head. F*ck, I was going to explode.

Finally, I came with a loud guttural grunt, my warm ejaculation spurting all over her face. She looked up at me as she licked her lips and swallowed, her tongue reaching as far it could for more. I helped her.

With one finger, I scraped the c*m from her face and fed it to her. She suckled greedily on my finger. We repeated it a few more times until there was nothing more to scrape; just a glistening moisture.

“I owe you, Julia.” I said as I drew up my breeches, meaning every word. I needed that release more than I knew.

“Then let me finish,” she pleaded, her eyes gleaming with lust, “I’m so close. So so close. Pound my p*ssy with your c*ck, Alpha Mardeo.”

“That is off limits tonight.”

“Please, my Alpha. I’m going to die if you don’t take me right now.”

My lips cornered in a wry smile. Ever dramatic Julia.

“Like I said, my d**k is off limits but…” I looked around the room for something that could do the job… a cucumber, a spatula, a hair brush - not like I would find any of those in my chamber anyways. I was a chronic minimalist and hated a cluttered space.

My eyes fell on the empty bottle and glass goblets that sat on my cabinet from the wine I shared with Warren earlier this evening. I walked over and after deliberating between the bottle and goblet, I picked one goblet - the one I drank from - then returned to where Julia was still kneeling, looking at me like I was her f*cking savior.

My eyes asked the question, her eyes answered. I traveled my thumb and index finger around the circumference of the gold rimmed glass. No chips or cracks. I regarded the length and thickness of the goblet. Perfect.

“Get into bed.”

Without hesitation, she stood and walked to my large bed. That was when I saw the back of her night dress was soaked with her p*ssy juice. Maybe Julia wasn’t exaggerating, maybe she would really die if she didn’t orgasm tonight.

I didn’t need to give the next instruction for her to put a pillow under her waist, raise her night dress to her belly and spread her legs wide. She wore no underwear. Obviously, the sl*t came ready.

I sauntered slowly to the bed and fed my eyes, my erection returning with each passing second.

Her entire core stared at me, pink and swollen. Kneeling in front of her on the bed, I caressed her wet opening with the rim of the glass to prepare her before ramming the whole glass bowl into her p*ssy, my hands firm on the stem. Julia’s cry tore through the room and maybe the entire kingdom of Shanakoi. She squirmed as she adjusted her body to the width of the goblet and I was almost jealous of the object when she grinded her hips against it in the most sensual manner.

“It feels so good. Oh yes… oooohhhh yeeessss…” Her moans were intense.

I retrieved the goblet before ramming it into her again. In and out. Slowly, even as my other hand fondled her cl*toris. We found a perfect rhythm and maintained it.

Julia was going crazy on the bed, clawing at the mattress and pillows and headboard.

Then I increased my speed and literally saw her eyes roll to the back of her head. I went even faster. And faster…

“It’s reaching every cranny, Alpha. I can’t take it… Oh f*ck!” she rasped.

“Of course, you can, you little sl*t. You risked your life for this, remember?” I teased, my laboured breathing mirroring hers. In my breeches, my rock hard d**k cursed me for depriving it of such an experience.

Julia climaxed with a shudder that I thought would never stop. When I pulled the glass out of her, it was quarter filled with her c*m - thick and milky. I stood and yanked her into a sitting position on the bed.

“Drink.” I commanded, holding her chin firmly, her lips at the rim of the glass.

Like a child being offered their favourite fruit juice, she threw her head back and emptied the goblet to the very last drop.

“Good girl. Now leave.”

I replaced the goblet on the cabinet.

“But it’s very late. I’m without a chaperone. I could be caught.” she said, daring to look surprised that I even asked.

“You should have thought of that before coming, don’t you think? I’d like to be alone. Leave.”

“Alpha…”

My father used to say “Never trust the words of a man who is horny or hungry”. He was right. First, Julia said she was here to suck my d**k. Then she asked me to help her release. Now she wanted to spend the night? That unfortunately, was where I drew the line.

“You know how much I hate unnecessary conversation, Julia. Do not make me speak to you again.”

“Would you at least walk me back to the Pumice? I’m very scared.”

I shot her a look that communicated in clear terms that it was not happening. With tears in her eyes, she climbed out of my bed and adjusted her night dress.

“Good night, Alpha Mardeo.”

And my chamber was empty again, giving me the much needed space to worry about the fact that my meticulously planned life was about to fall apart.