Craving My Sister's Mate

10

~Eleanor~

My whole body quivered under his touch as though I were overwhelmed by a shocking wave. My lower belly churned, and his finger got wrapped around the fleshy part of my p***y.

I felt as though something was leaving my body, and in just time, ease washed through me, and I succumbed to his broad chest, my breath came in ragged gasps.

He took out his finger and shoved his body away from me that I could barely catch myself.

I leaned on the wall, my eyes caught his finger covered in a pink liquid. I didn't need to know it was my blood that mixed up with those liquids that wet me up.

He spared me one last glance and pulled a straight face, “I caught an unripe kitten.”

My gaze lowered. Shame hit me like a blow.

I had never thought I would lose my virginity this way. I wished it would be to a man who loved me. But this dude? I didn't know what I was to him apart from a slave.

But as it stood, I didn't care what I was…I swear that I loved what he just did to me. That feeling that overwhelmed me….I cherished it and needed more of it anytime.

If only my sister wouldn’t be found to take my place…

I was beginning to overthink, but I didn't want to share him with another woman.

“Since I opened it, it's all mine until the day I discard you from my life. Let another male smell it, and I'm ripping you apart.” His voice came like a warning, possessive.

I pulled a pitiful face. Does that mean he's claimed me? He won't take my sister?

“Now you get in there, clean yourself up, and get out there,” he slammed and turned, heading towards the restroom.

I stayed there, my back pinned to the wall, eyes winking repeatedly.

Goddess! Was this how fingering felt? He's disvirgined me now, so I honestly wanted to taste his d**k in me. I needed to relish all those things I read in Estelle's novels, which I stole and read at night.

He wasn't just damn hot by looks, but he could make me go crazy.

My wolf chuffed at my thoughts, whining and wagging her tail.

At least, until he discards me like he said, I had to have every inch of him…to taste every part of him in me. I hope he will suck my p***y dry someday, so I can squirt like those females in those novels.

Having all those roam in my mind made me get wet again. But this time, I clamped my legs together so he wouldn't perceive it.

The moment he walked out of the restroom, he said to me, "Don't keep me waiting…”

“My panties…” I almost forgot.

He scoffed, “You need them?”

My brows creased.

“It's more than comfortable in my pocket, and my kitten doesn't need to have one when with me. I could have you spread those legs for me anytime. What do you think?” A flicker of desire flashed through his voice.

I took a soft gulp and bit the side of my lips.

That feeling…

Oh goddess! This man was making me lose nuts.

“They're useless, alpha,” I responded, fingers twisting my dress.

He pulled his chin up and walked out of the room.

I exhaled heavily. My palm pressed my sweaty forehead.

Did I just get wet again? Oh heavens! This can't continue like this, or he would think I was a slut like he called me.

In as much as I wanted to feel his touch, but not this often.

I've imagined what my first climax would be like, and I never envisioned it this way…to stand, leaning against a man and getting fingerfucked until my legs gave out.

The way he handled me, knowing I was a virgin…I wasn't expecting it. I thought he would take me hard and recklessly until I bled and passed out. But he cared about my moan, wanting more, and now I'm dying of his touch…to get pinned against the wall, my legs widened, and this time his tongue rolling down my c**t.

Fuck! Goddess, please forgive me!

I was bare naked…for the first time in my life, and I even admitted having panties on was useless?

It was relieving that the dress wasn't transparent, but something lingered in my mind…where was he gonna f**k me again? In his car? In his room?

I dragged my legs into the restroom, got my dress off, and washed my pubic region until all I could feel was just water. I grabbed the towel there and dried up my skin, then walked out of the bathroom like nothing happened.

When I entered the buzzing hall again, I first stumbled upon a lady whose dress was far worse than mine. At least, my breasts, thighs, and butts were covered, but her breasts could easily fall out of her dress.

With her wine in her palms, she danced towards me and kissed my cheeks.

That irritated me, and I quickly wiped my cheeks. “Don't do that again. I don't do women.” I snapped at her.

“Me too, I don't do women.” Her voice was loud amid the loud music. “Just wanted to ask who you are to Alpha Deve. His submissive? Mate? Mistress? Or future Luna?”

Why does she care? Does she have an eye on him?

My palm tightened into a fist. My wolf growled in jealousy. “I am all of them to him. Want to know more?”

Her face contorted. “You must be joking. How could his submissive become his Luna? Are you saying I wasn't fit for that position when I was his submissive? Get it straight, babe.”

“Babe? I'm not your babe.” I slammed at her and brushed past her.

She didn't try to stop me, and I didn't glance at her.

Submissive? Alpha Deve has all that?

Now that he possesses me, he wouldn't do all those things right? I should be enough for him…

I walked deeper into the crowd, taking a turn towards the table I had seen earlier where alphas sat, and as predicted, he was seated there, relaxing with a glass of wine in his hand.

But what stirred the jealousy in me was the three ladies who surrounded him. One at his right, another at his left, and the third behind him.

They were all strippers.

What the hell was he doing with them all? I could do that as well if he wishes. Does he think being a virgin makes me unable to dance?

Fury raged in me. My wolf snapped as much as it could, but he didn't see us.

The female behind him kissed his cheek, causing my chest to burn, and my teeth to gnash.

I wanted to go closer and yank them all out of his sides… but he would certainly put me in my place.

Why was I even being jealous, knowing the type of man he was? I was the stupid one here to claim a man who could f**k as many women as possible at a time.

I tried to look away, to subside the rage in me, but my wolf purred.

The sight of it alone was killing me. I needed to leave the environment, so I took off, passing through people recklessly, searching for the way out.

I didn't care where I was going; all I needed was to stay out of sight, to calm myself, and get rid of that possessive feeling in me.