Avenge

Morals Pt 2

Travis

Fully dress now. My wife and I attended to some work. She had a few things to caught up on. When I have my usual emails.

Getting settled in. I tell my wife, "Mio, Mio." Kissing her cheeks until I meet her lips.

Pulling back with a moan. She grips my collar. "Why don't you ever speak Italian in front of me?"

I chuckle to her question. "What are you talking about. We spoke Italian in front of you many times."

"No. I have caught you speaking it but you never done it in front of me nor at me." She claims.

I took her chin into my palms. Seeing the green hues of hers. "It's more business my witch."

She darken her eyes then. "Well, I do have to say it wasn't the first." I hum to warmth tone. "I heard you once before. Years ago."

"Ohh, really." f**k, she was getting so warm now.

My thumb caresses her skin. We kept ourselves connect as she spoke.

"I was in middle school. Almost a freshman. I waited for Mason who went to meet you near the high school. I was eavesdropping and I heard you both speaking Italian. I asked Mason what you two talk of and he said some wishy washy crap."

Ha. Of course he did. I would have too.

"I didn't admit it then but Mason knew that I'd heard you talk your natural tongue then. And it did turn me on." She bit down on her lower lips. I see her eyes shine at the recall.

Elizabeth reach up to touch me. I grabbed her hand off. "It turn you on to hear Mason speak Italian?"

The moment fades away.

"No! I heard him speak it numerous of time. It turn me on to hear you!" I groan to sense whether she tells the truth or not. "I don't know what it was but hearing.. it just.. had me like.." She was unable to explain.

Yet, I saw it in her eyes. The truth has always hide in her eyes.

Pulling myself back to her. I thrust myself closer. Husking my voice. "Mmm, l'ha fatto solleticarti la figa anche allora per sentirci." (Mmm, did it tickle your p***y even then to hear us.)

"See that!" She shouted. "I know you said something s****l even the bond told me with your eyes gawking at my pussy." Wiggling her finger at me.

I nudge at her neck, running my nose down her mark. She can never fight me from this act.

A soft moan escape her lips. "One day I'll learn and-"

"Yes and no, baby." Finishing her sentence.

She pulls me off enough to scowl me. It was cute, those winkles between her brows. Matching curious ones on her forehead.

Curling my lips, I brush a hair out her frame. "I like that you don't know what we say."

"Et j'aime quand tu es jaloux. Se mettre les dents à nu avec la rage dans les yeux. Mon Roi."(And I like it when you're jealous. Baring your teeth with rage in your eyes. My King.) She says.

A few words had me questioning. On other hands, she has made her point. "Okay, I see."

She laughs her sassy comeback.

Just for that. My hands fall to her sides. Quickly, cupping her waist and scooping her up. She gasp at the action.

"Boys!"

I sat her on the desk. Towering her, I slowly sat down on my chair while still keeping her thighs in my grasp. "Now, stay. When I get hungry and need a break I'll need you."

My hands roam up just enough for her to understand. The shift in her body agreed.

Her warmth was awakening. I wanted to say f**k the needed work. I just want to taste her now. I want her to ride my face right here and right f*****g now.

Work, work, work. In moments like this I adore having my wife spare time to just watch me work. She does hers along me and other times she just keeps me company. And at some moments like now. I can take a stress break and spread her legs open for a feast.

Her inviting mini skirt was everything. Having her sit on my desk gave her the right to just display her covered p***y to me. I hated when she cross her legs. I had to keep a claw on her to keep them open.

Ah f**k, though. The smell with the sight, it was just a big tease.

Her head falls back. Large arches gave me the pleasure of tasting her wetness. She was sweet between the lips.

"Ah, Alpha." She moans."

My tongue tastes every wall that my d**k craves to feel right now. Drool skids down to the floor. I devour every inch of her p***y. I couldn't stop.

"Mmm. You were hungry today won't you, Alpha." I nod my head as my tongue licks the outer lips.

I kiss her inner thighs wanting her more. I spread her open. Memorizing the gloss. I kiss the tender flesh. Her legs tremble lighting to my every touch. She wanted a release.

Leaning in to continue my feast that I starve for. The f*****g door opens up.

"Liv, I need you.." Connie busted through the door while Mason turns to his back in ashamed.

Fucking assholes.

My head pops up, roughly cleaning my face. "Gross and hot." Connie says in her usual way.

Elizabeth shrugs her shoulders. I clamp her legs close. Her panties are on the floor.

"Can't you hear us coming?" Mason grunts.

I growl in frustration."Someone could have c*m if-" Elizabeth slaps my shoulder. I help her off the desk while she fix her skirt.

Whether it's by accident or not. I'll be damn to have Mason even get one glimpse of my wife's honey pot.

"Mason could link us and you could call. Either way knock and wait." I say as I bend down and grab Elizabeth's thong. I proudly hand it to her. Making Mason more uncomfortable.

"Payback on you both." She says as she squirts down and quickly puts them on again.

Both Mason and Connie rolls their eyes. Yet, I'm still shock at the times they did had s*x.

Cutting the tension. Connie gets to the reason of their cockblocking. "Whatever. Time to view the trainees on the new program, sexy Luna."

"Hm, wait." I get a quick link. My new toy was misbehaving and he needs a lesson. I order the Delta to prep him for my arrival.

"What happen?" My Luna asked with the first look.

"I thought you'll take longer to set. I plan a thing downstairs. I'll deal with him and-"

"I'll meet you there. I'm just doing a walk through for today. Right, Connie?" She agrees.

"Okay, see you soon." I kiss my mate. My arm wraps over her waist, bending her back just right to rub her throbbing p***y on me.

"Ugh. Lock the door next time." Mason mutters under his mouth. He looked at us with a small tint of jealousy. Maybe protective brother way. It seems off. He seemed off.

Glaring at my best friend hard. I flip to Alpha mode. "Beta, follow!"

No matter what is going on, I have one goal at set. It is for her. Every moral I have is for Elizabeth. I don't care if things fall apart. If the world wants to tear our home from us. If I have her and only her. That's all Malcom and I need.

I know our first year hasn't been easily. Nothing has been the slightly of peace for us.

I haunt myself with the fact I can never give her that. c*****e, yes. Peace, I'm trying. That may be my selfish ways ruining the future she once told us she wanted. But then again, I never had the ability to just walk away from her. It isn't the mates crap. I truly believe if I wasn't so arrogant. If I just faced her before it all. I could of had her sooner. Maybe gave her better.

Better.

Sounded so odd when I was raise with the same chaos as I am now. Almost made me think it was all I had for myself. And I was okay with that. Elizabeth though. She deserve better. And if I have to become worst and keep the blood at flow then so be it. I can handle that. And I know my resilient Little Witch can too.

Moon Goddess saw it within us. That together in own selfish greed we can handle it. Even if the world wants nothing more than to see us burn at the pyre. See us as monsters as my mate calls it. It's all fine. Names don't bother us at all.

Because when we are alone. When we look into each other's eyes. Our warmth, our love, it was all worth every tragic path.

Falling into my desires, I needed to beat someone's morals into place. To remind them that their old morality before doesn't matter while he's here.

Walking into the cold room. My shoes click hard against the floor. Making its announcement.

The ex-Beta didn't look up. A small shift yes but that was all.

"No comments?" No responds. "Ah, don't tell me you've gone mute on us so soon?" I chuckled out.

"Why bother with prolong death. Let me starve and throw me out so your Luna can eat me. You tolling with me is wasted." He said with little strength he had.

My footsteps clicks some more. I bend down to him. My hand reach out and grabs his throat. I pin him against the wall he pity's on.

"Me having fun with the blood that spills out you isn't a waste. It's a f*****g hobby." I growled. "Get use to the idea that this will be your life for a while now. You and my hands." Reminding him of his morals to me.

Gripping his weak force on my wrist. Acting as if he can peel me off. "More will come. My death is nothing. Or do you pity me-" A cocky smirk tries to shine.

I throw him down to the ground hard. Kicking him in the ribs. He cough out blood.

"I can never pity a man who can never last in the title he claim he had."

I see his expression strain. His mind touting himself. That's what I like.

"Ha. See from now, I'll be the biggie man to remind you of it all. Whatever way I have to. Just give me you sense, Beta. Give me your morality until you're nothing but a shell. And even then.." I shove him over so my heel is press onto his chest. "You still will be my favorite hobby. Every day and every night." I promised to him.

He won't get the greatest honor to see Moon Goddess. Not when having him here is so much f*****g fun. Haha.

Seeing his eyes faded to the part of his mind where he starts to think it all as his reality. That's when I haul up the joy to play some more.

I just wanted him to remember he is still alive. So, I had to show him he can feel pain. He can still bleed out the same blood his people had that soaks into my land.

Wasn't long when he gave up even the minimum entry to fight back. It was only a few minutes. Oh well.

I flick my hand, having blood slit onto the ground. The numbing feeling on my knuckles was all my joy in life.

And the sound of the door opening, only shows my up-most joy of life.

Elizabeth looked around. Looking at the ex-Beta on the floor with a faint heartbeat. "Everyone out."

Everyone was gone from their Luna's demand.

My foot stood there. Waiting for my driven Luna to reach my air. And f**k the drowning need of her green hues was urging me to my knees.

She roams her hand down my open shirt. Feeling the blood that drapes my skin. She moans softly.

"Done already?" She asked me with her sweet tone that filled my core.

Before I can amuse my mate's tease, the ex-Beta grew the balls to talk.

"Oh, greet me with your touch too haha. You're more fun than Alpha." She ignores his mockery.

As did I. The world stops when she with me.

"Is that his blood?"

"More or less."

She takes my hand and sucks one finger off clean. Not one stain of blood left but her drool shinning.

My c**k harden under my pant. "f**k, Elizabeth."

"I can do worse but I have things to do outside."

Ah f**k. I wanted so bad to lay her down in the cold blooded floor and filled her sweet honey pot. I wanted her moans to echo off this wall it will be heard for years in the silence. I didn't care others can hear. I don't care a prisoner was here. I wanted so badly to just thrust my c**k into my f*****g wife right f*****g now.

"I must return to Beta now, my Alpha." Her voice break my thought.

And annoy one pins the heat. "Must you steal your time with him."

She winkled her nose like taking Mason from his duties was a joke. "I'll tell him of your needs, Alpha."

"He's better off here."

"Are you jealous he loves me more." She teases.

"Beta is the expectation, plus." Leaning into her ear. "You know only an Alpha can satisfy you, Luna. Even without my touch I can make you c*m. That's not jealousy."

Pulling back. I see her eyes switch to its duel shade. Meaning her high. "Fine." She claims with a kiss.

"Alpha time." She challenge.

Taking my hand she shouted for everyone to enter. I took her hand and follow behind my eager mate.

Elizabeth was giggly at the idea as we walk out. But as we do I had to inform my men of some duties.

While I spoke to two Deltas. I felt her slip her hand off. I thought she was next to me until an ominous feeling trap inside of me.

She wasn't next to me. She had trail down the cells. She followed the blood. That's the feeling back from the cellar, among others triggered my body. It flowed off of her.

"Elizabeth." I called out.

Her presence was gone.

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Liv

I don't know what happen. Everything just shifted before I knew it.

The heated tension in my body went from my mate to a painful urge of thirst. All I knew then was that my body was at the other side of the hall.

I saw flashes of bodies in tiny cell-holds. The small grins didn't break in. Most eyes deepen to my sight. All my mind took in was blood stain floods and dirty bare feet. Chains where display at some cells. Seeing those only had flashes of my childhood. An old fear of mistreatment flowed in me.

As much as I healed, that's not what took me out. Making a stop at an empty cell. It all filled my mind of what could. The blood smell of all the people filled my nose. That's what urge me. My mouth watered to it.

What got me pass the past was the thought of what the cells hold. I knew the pain they must had. And I dealt with it in my youth.

I clutter my mind at the chaos that brought these people here. The chaos that will bring more. The idea of must be done to bring a home to my people. To keep them all alive.

I know the inflicted pain I had with no thought. And now I do the same.

It drills my mind ever more that I want the blood more on my skin. I wanted to slice their throats so their eyes can fill me with an unbelievable feeling. The craving thought of having my hands in their fresh living cavities and ripping them open so I can feast on.

Mmm, yes.

I thought of it everyday and I thought I'm too far gone to have this good.

I'm aware others think I haunt myself with it. That now, I'm just some blood sucking monster and all I should do is suffer. But no. I do everything I can to not fall back into it.

And that's hard. I have slip-ups. Forever my immortal life I will always battle with it. I'm a villainous because of how I was treated. The world spits hatred over their creation.

My mind falls more in the crimes I know I've committed and will. It was all just crashing in one. And it's hard to keep up.

I'm nothing more than a thirsty monster that thinks of blood and death for any reason. Whether it's for good or not. At times, I've thought I should lock myself away. Truly get a handle of things like this. These thoughts provoke me more since the change. Maybe I am a mistake to even be alive.

My absent may be what's best.

My pain didn't last long. The burning ache of my scar hurts more than the memories. The blood smell feed on it too. The whole delusion was flooded on how I need to be. I still have to prove myself.

My worthy soul is hanging on. Death was all I had. To bring them froth. And damn it the amount I must carry to just justify the child that lost it all.

I must prove to my younger-self there was more to her life.

That is what blinded me. That's what got me in this trail of blood. It tingle in my tongue and calls to my thoughts. To kill for my people and home. To ensure my mates didn't make a mistake for loving me. That I will no longer be less to nothing.

Because I was always something. I was a person.

Before my mind can wonder too far. A hand grabbed me. Turning it was Travis. He didn't say nothing. But I felt him and Malcom.

I breathe out all the fog that grew black.

Walking back as much as I could. Connie and Mason is seen running down the halls. I knew by their looks my delusion traveled too deep in me.

"What happen?"

"Elizabeth?"

Both my best friends asked. I can see Travis wondering how they knew of my trouble.

I looked up to them. "It was for a second. The blood." I gasp back to reality. Needing to stay there. Flicking them away from my aggression anger that built.

Connie lifted my face to sense with her magic. She nods to me. Leaning her head on mine. Mason grabs my hand that now rest on Connie's back. I can feeling his love flowing. Oliver's howls in my mind that filled my heart too.

"How did you tw.."

"We have our own kind of bond." I can see Travis was confuse.

"I just.. my head is.." I was so lost. It was like a hangover. I don't mean to be harsh.

Travis takes my hand to his. His thumb doing that circled thing. "You're stress, baby. Come, it's rest time." I nod in agreement.

Lifting me up into his arms. No energy to argue on my will to walk. Travis takes me to the study. My two best friends follows.

Once we make the door. I grabbed both their hands. No words or anything. A small glow spark on our touch. Allowing them to understand I'm well. Making them feel succeed in our bond.

Travis carries me in and softly puts me down on the bed. He locks the room door for privacy.

I feel his eyes scan my body. I sense him using the bond to ease his concern. And his curious mind that hints jealousy wonder the bond.

"It just happen one night." I sense Malcolm rose to his feet. "We were all trouble more than usual. Being together was our only ease. We just held hands and hugged. We didn't know if we set this path or will lead to a bond between us."

"So, how does it work? Can you three sense each other?"

I know he wonders if it's anything like the mate bond. And he's wrong.

"If we fall too deep in our trouble mind. It will trigger a nerve inside us. Doesn't happen much but if we desperately need a pull out the bond will kick. We get a sense of where that person is. That's it."

He nods, trying hard to not show his jealousy. I grabbed his hands tightly that rest on my lap.

"It's far from the mating bond. Only you boy sense everything. I promise."

I hate how things ended up. Normally, I can balance it before they're triggered. I was just..I got lost.

He sighed heavily. "I'm still not use to others wanting to do things I must do. I'm your mate."

I took their hand and held it tight to my heart. "Boys. When I'm lost like now. The thought of you brings me out. Your love. The moment you touch me, I came back. Only you do that. Okay."

"However far you go. I'm right behind you. I'll pull back and bring you home. I need you to keep living."

I felt the same. Completely the same. I see more why Moon Goddess chose us.

I lay a kiss on him. "We got a long day. Come rest your head on our chest." He said with all tenderness.

"Mm, sleeping next to your warmth always helps."

"Sleep into peace, Little Witch."

Took sometime before we really did rest like we should have. But being so close to him after what happened, I needed to feel fully intwine with him. Then and only then was I able to close my eyes. As was his heart, it race since he founded me.

Everything was good now until someone started banging insanely on the door.

Grrr. There goes our peace.