9
1494 Words
~Devereux~
A kiss?
The f**k! I wasn't expecting that.
I've never done romance, so kissing was a disaster for me. All I did was suck, bite, and push away. How the hell am I supposed to savor the saliva of someone I have no feelings for?
Not like I've ever fell in love… I've never done that, nor do I know how it felt. I believed in having it all done in minutes, then discarding the w***e and searching for another.
Whether in a good mood or not, I needed this gender to sate my urge, to calm myself. When I chain them and have them banged recklessly, I feed on their groans and moans of either pleasure or pain. What matters is reaching the peak and not how they felt.
But right now, these lips on mine tasted like lavender. Was it because she was my mate? I couldn't even understand how my wolf submitted to her…to be savored by a wolfless weakling like her.
The knife slipped from my palm, one I aimed to scare her with, to see if she would leave like my other submissives….but rather she pulled me into a kiss.
My palms searched for her butt, and when I found it, I pressed it pleasurably, relishing how succulent it was.
I rolled my tongue in her mouth, sucking dry every inch of her saliva, the flavor from her spit clouding my senses.
My wolf whimpered and woofed at me. I surrendered to this odd feeling swelling in me.
But this b***h broke it all up…her eyes widened as it lingered on my face.
I quickly wiped my lips, coming to my senses.
Meeting her gaze, I wanted to grab her throat and throw her towards the door, but my wolf purred, and all I could inhale at that point was the scent of her wetness.
Was that for me? Just by a kiss?
I wouldn't deny it either…I wanted to flip her and have her bend for me.
“I'm sorry. I didn't want to run.”
A scoff. She didn't want to run….yet to awoke the other side of me I didn't know existed.
“If that's it, then you could end what you started.” I closed the distance between us.
“Huh? What did I ....”
I didn't let her finish her statement, so I hurled her around and had her face the wall. I could hear her harsh breath, desperate and frightened.
A part of her must want to know what I had up my sleeves, but she couldn't hide the panic that surged in her.
Little did she know, I fed on people's fear… that was how devilish I was.
Her fingers scratched the bare wall, head swirled to the side. “Alpha king!”
“Stop me if you can…” I flipped her dress from the back and bit my lower lip seductively. This b***h had string panties on; she really obeyed me to the last when I said she should dress like a slut. “I could hold the panties for you, don't you mind, slut?”
She nodded, just once, but heavy. “Yes alpha…”
I loved that tone of her voice…how submissive it was, letting me exercise my possessiveness and dominance.
As I loosened her panties, I tucked it into the pocket of my trousers. I spanked her ass slightly and watched it turn red. She flinched but immediately comported herself. “Who disvirgined you? I could rip off his throat for abandoning you after taking that treasure.”
Surprisingly, she shook her head. Does that mean she was a f*****g virgin? No way! Women like her are nothing but whores. They could lose their hymen before entering puberty stage.
“Alpha…”
“Say no more, slut. I would handle you more than he did.” I chuckled and spanked her ass again, and then pressed it. Feeling the softness eased my heavy chest, how tender it was…so different from the ones I'd touched.
I ran my left palm up to her chest, and all I could feel was an erect hard n****e, poking my palm like it had needed me a long time. “Craving me before now? What a wonderful slut you are….” I pinched her n****e and she gasped, taking a deep swallow.
Just by touching her, I got f*****g hard.
For someone like me, it could take minutes of a hot blow job to put me in the mood, and that's what I pay females for. Then, what was so different about her? How the heck did I get hard already?
My c**k poked her ass flesh, as if searching for entrance.
A sudden wave of pleasure washed through me.
I ran my finger down her ass, getting between her thighs.
“f*****g goddess! What's this?” my voice rang out. This slut was damped…so wet I could get full of her juices. “What are you doing to me, slut? You got a charm?”
She instantly shook her head, like she was scared I would take her life if she ever did that.
I pushed my finger deeper and it was covered in her thick liquid. I licked my lips hard as my little finger brushed against her swollen c**t and her body froze.
She inhaled sharply, taking a side look at me. “Alpha, what are you doing to me?”
Huh? What am I doing? Should that be a question?
Wait! Is she really unripe?
I leaned closer towards her ears and whispered to her, my voice possessive and chilly, “Why not hang in there and feel it? You could tell me if you would want more later on…”
She nodded…she really did, and that was one thing I didn't expect. How could a grown up like her not know what I wanted to do? No one had got their finger or d**k in there?
If so, then we gotta take it step by step.
Still, a part of me doubted her….she must be faking it, to win my feelings so I wouldn't return her to be a slave at the palace.
I tried sliding my finger into her fold, but….
No way!
She was dripping hard, as if had waited a long time for this.
I quickly yanked her to face me, her face flushed and gaze lowered.
My body pressed against her, her n*****s poked my chest, and my palm rubbed her labia with utmost vigor.
Her breathing was rash against my flesh. She gripped her dress and squeezed it.
Oh f**k! I needed to chain her up and watch her wrestle within. I needed to see how the electrowave ignited and reacted in her.
The more I pushed my finger, she slowly parted her legs, giving way for it, as though it were its domain.
“Alpha…”
I shut her up with my index finger.
Her eyes shut tight. Her temple creased.
“Spread. It. Wide.”
“Yes..alpha…”
I felt as though I was going into a rut, but I knew it was just my wolf craving her dampness. My finger teased her labia, and she let the moans break out through her lips.
My middle finger trailed down to her c**t, and just a flick, she flinched like I got where she waited for me. I rubbed it hard, its swollen c**t throbbed harder. I flicked it constantly, her legs parted…soft moans left her throat.
“Look at me…in the eyes…” I whispered to her.
She slowly opened those red teary eyes and caught my gaze.
“Let's break you, okay?”
Before she could realise what I meant, I carefully forced my middle finger into her, slowly, in a way she wouldn't feel the pain…all I needed at that point was her moans, not painful groans.
Her lips gaped, and then she panted like she was losing her breath. Her palms landed on my chest and she squeezed the fabric, throwing her head backwards.
“Want more? Just tell me…I will obey you, slut…”
She nodded, eyes to eyes, her breathing hitched.
My wolf whined as I slowly thrusted my finger in and out of her. Her juices covered my palm with a sprinkle of her blood.
She still clung unto me, with no sign of pain across her face or tone. Instead, she gradually pulled me into another kiss…just another that drained my senses…that awoke the demon in me.
I finger f****d her like our life depended on it. Her legs trembled while I dug deeper and faster.
Her whole body quivered…I knew she was climaxing.
She broke up the kiss, a loud cry of pleasure escaped her throat. But no, I was obsessed with her lips.
I leaned to her again, with my finger still making way into her honeypot…I crushed my lips against hers, deeper and intense, like a hungry cougar.
- Writer
