"Hold my hair, Alpha," she whispered, offering me the thick ponytail. "This head is all yours. I want you to f**k my mouth like your peace depends on it. Use me. Choke me. I’m your dirty little cumslut tonight."
I grabbed her pink hair in a tight fist and shoved her down hard. She opened wide immediately, taking my thick c**k deep into her hot, wet throat. The first loud gluck made my balls tighten. She didn’t hesitate — she forced herself lower until her nose pressed against my pelvis, her throat convulsing and squeezing around every inch.
“f**k yes,” I groaned, holding her there as her eyes watered. She gagged wetly but didn’t pull away. Instead, she swallowed around me, massaging my c**k with her throat like an obedient w***e.
I started f*****g her face with long, rough strokes, using her mouth like a tight, sloppy cunt. Thick strings of saliva poured from the corners of her stretched lips, dripping down her chin and onto her bouncing t**s. The wet, obscene sounds of her choking and slurping filled the room.
Selena moaned around my c**k like she loved it, looking up at me with glassy, submissive eyes. She was a willing, nasty, and entirely obedient slave to my pleasure.
I pulled her off for a breath. Long ropes of spit connected her swollen lips to my glistening c**k. “More, Alpha,” she gasped desperately. “Please… I want you to ruin my throat.”
I slammed back in, f*****g her face harder, my balls slapping against her chin. She took it like a champ, gagging and drooling uncontrollably.
Then she pulled off again, panting. “Lay back, my Alpha. Let your Luna worship every inch of you.”
I kicked my pants off and laid flat. Selena crawled between my legs like a hungry animal. She sucked my balls into her mouth one by one, humming happily, before her tongue dragged lower.
I growled loudly when her hot, wet tongue circled my asshole. She didn’t hesitate for a second — she buried her face between my cheeks and ate my ass with filthy enthusiasm. Her tongue pushed inside me, licking and probing deep while her hand stroked my throbbing c**k fast and slick.
“Goddess… you filthy f*****g slut,” I snarled, grabbing her hair and pressing her face harder against me. She moaned loudly, eating me out like it was her favorite thing in the world, completely shameless.
After long minutes of her nasty rimming, she crawled up and swallowed my c**k again, deepthroating me with fresh hunger. I was losing control. I couldn’t take it no more.
I flipped her onto her back, pinned her wrists above her head, and slammed my thick c**k into her dripping p***y in one brutal thrust. She screamed in pleasure, back arching off the bed.
“Yes! Kaelen! Please—f**k me harder! Use your Luna’s cunt! Destroy this filthy p***y and f**k off all the juice in it, daddy!!”
I pounded into her mercilessly, the wet slapping of our bodies loud and obscene. Her p***y clenched around me like a vice, soaking wet and greedy. I f****d her in every position I wanted — missionary with her legs over my shoulders, then flipped her onto her stomach and railed her from behind while pulling her hair like reins. She pushed her ass back against me, begging for more, calling me her strong Alpha, her King, her everything.
I used her wildly, spanking her ass red, choking her lightly, treating her like my personal fucktoy. And she loved every second of it.
When I felt my climax building, I pulled out and stroked my c**k furiously.
Selena immediately flipped onto her back, mouth wide open, her tongue sticking out like a perfect c*m receptacle. “c*m on me, Alpha. Please cover your w***e’s face. I want to wear it.”
I erupted with a deep roar. Thick, heavy ropes of c*m blasted across her beautiful face — painting her cheeks, forehead, lips, and tongue. She kept her mouth open the whole time, swallowing what landed on her tongue while more c*m dripped down her chin onto her t**s.
She looked like a used, filthy goddess.
I collapsed beside her, breathing hard, completely spent.
I collapsed onto my side, my chest heaving, completely and utterly exhausted. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was 3:00 AM.
But despite the hour, my mind was finally quiet. The fear was gone. I felt good. I felt productive. Powerful. Who the hell would not love this woman? She was everything an Alpha could ever ask for.
Selena wiped a smear of my c*m from her cheek, licking her fingers before she crawled to my side and laid her head on my chest. Her pink hair spilled over my collarbone.
"Now," Selena whispered, her voice a soothing balm, "let's address your concerns, my Alpha. Because I think I have a solution."
I stroked her bare back, my eyes closed. "A solution to what?"
"To the rumors," she said softly. "I have a good, old friend. She's incredibly skilled with Lycan medicine and biology. Honestly, she is the best in the entire northern continent. All I need is a single strand of that pup's hair. If we can get it, she can run the tests. We can confirm your father's fears to be true or false. We will know once and for all whether the young pup is really a useless human, or if it has some hidden Lycan use."
I opened my eyes, staring at the ceiling. The idea was brilliant. Concrete proof. It would shut my father up forever.
"And what if he turns out to be useful?" I asked, a dark edge creeping into my voice. "What if he is a royal heir?"
Selena propped her chin on my chest, looking up at me with those cold, calculating, beautiful blue eyes.
"One nib at a time, Alpha," she smiled, completely unbothered. "If he is powerful, we will simply find a way to get him back. He is your blood, after all. But know that no matter what happens, I will always be here by your side."
I couldn't help but fall even deeper in love with her in that moment. She wasn't just a warm body; she was a strategist. A true partner.
I grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, tasting my own climax on her lips.
"You're brilliant," I murmured against her mouth. "I'll get Thorne to scout the hospital clinic and every single garbage bin across the pack territory first thing in the morrow. We will find a strand of that brat's hair."