Craving My Sister's Mate

20

~Devereux~

You might think I was going feral, but that wasn't the case. This has always been for seventeen years now and I had lost hope of getting the better of me again.

I had tried all I could to get rid of this anguish that took over me and my wolf almost all night, but to no avail. Now, it was part of me. I had gotten used to it. This was why I was bent on having an heir, because I no longer trusted my instinct. I needed an heir before whatever that f*****g moon goddess was after in my life happens.

Standing before her, I could only see her as a prey….the scene as at seventeen years back hitting my memory repeatedly.

One time, I saw my slut, and the other time, I saw her…the female, the woman, the devil who called herself my mother's friend—the one who took away my purity and put me through pains for a complete ten years.

I thought I would get over it all after her execution, but Regent Gemma kept haunting me…in my dreams, even when I'm awake, and just seeing her face each time I stared at my slut, I felt like ripping that lady apart.

My wolf wasn't putting it together. We two were in the same condition.

Gemma traumatised me. She messed me up, and just her execution didn't seem enough for me. If I could bring her back to life and make her pass through the hell she put me through twice, I wouldn't hesitate to do it.

She was my nightmare, then and now…and I hate that I was still drowning in the pain she caused me.

“Alpha please, don't hurt me.”

I stiffened. That voice….it wasn't Gemma. But looking at her, I could see that fetishistic cruel face.

“I beg you. Nothing happened between us….”

A loud growl tore through my lips as I threw the knife at her. It was Gemma trying to hold me back from killing her with my sluts voice. But the knife slammed against the pillar and the sound of it thudding on the floor resounded.

I gnashed my teeth, “You….I hate you so much.”

She broke into tears, “Please, don't hurt me…..”

“Why are you begging me? You never begged…you always had your way and did what you wanted with me. I want to kill you again and again until you bleed….” My voice was loud and hoarse.

I marched towards her and yanked her by her hair.

She screamed and a heavy pain hit my forehead.

No! I can't be deceived again. She's Gemma. She's still living and haunting me even after she was executed.

“Alpha!!!” Her voice rang in my ears like a bell. “I didn't mean to disobey you….”

I was in my torture room, drowning myself when something dragged me to the forbidden quarters. Fighting with my beta wasn't my intention, how could I do that to someone who's always in grief but wouldn't share with me his burden?

But my wolf was jealous…..how could he be with my mate?

And now? As much as I could view Gemma's irritating face, it sent shocking waves across my body.

I immediately let go of her hair and she staggered backwards.

My teeth quivered. I stared at her, but this time, I could see the real her. Her scent concealed my nostrils, her tears made me feel a pang of pain in my chest.

“I'm sorry, please…..”

How much did I hurt her?

I shook my head, fighting that forbidden instinct in me.

My wolf growled as if unwilling to let go. But I fought harder. We can't hurt our mate…no, she still owes us a child. We can't……

I lunged forward and pulled her closer by her dress, her scent stronger than before. I sniffed harder, continuously, as if having a duel with my wolf. My wolf snarled at me, hitting my skull.

I didn't bulge. My gaze affixed on her, and sweat concealed my skin.

But just when I thought I was winning over my wolf, my neck snapped and my head leaned over her neck. I dug my fang into her flesh and she cried out, hitting my broad chest.

I tasted her blood and I swear a vampire won't let her live twice.

As I pulled away, I licked the bite and sealed off the wound, leaving the mark there and permanent.

I didn't want to do this. Marking her wasn't in my plan.

Just then, my wolf went calm. Furs vanished. Fangs and claws deepened back.

Tears rolled down her cheek, still, she gazed at me as if searching for a word from me.

I took a deep swallow, my breath came ragged….then her scent, f*****g goddess! Inhaling it didn't seem enough. I savored it like my life depended on it, my wolf getting aroused.

Her lips opened, and I knew she was about to say something again. But I lunged, unable to resist it again. My lips crashed against hers, deeper and intense.

I sucked her lips with so much longing, as if trying to claim her forever, less concerned whether she needed this or not. My palms cupped her face, and her body leaned against mine.

She threw her hands around my neck, my hardness poking her thigh.

Her lips weren't enough. My body seemed to be on fire…maybe to calm all the tension I've been through all these days.

I pulled back and instantly ripped her dress apart and watched it slumped to the floor.

“Alpha?”

I flung her backwards, her nude body lay before me like a meal. “On your knees….” My voice was a whisper, but hoarse.

She didn't hesitate but got to her knees immediately.

For seven years, I've had submissives but none have been able to calm my wolf no matter how much they tried. Whenever I'm in this state, I have them stay over in the palace, thinking that my thrust in their dampness would bring my senses back.

But no! It rather worsened it that I ended up putting them through so much pain than the normal times.

And here, just her presence and scent had me put my mind together.

I didn't want to dwell on it for so long. My palms squeezed her ass as I got closer to it. I didn't care if she was wet, all I needed was to sate my sanity.

My hardness struggled out of my trousers and I pushed it into her vigorously.

A light groan escaped her lips. I didn't know if it was pain or not, and I didn't care.

I thrust in and out of her harder and continuously, but the surprising part was how slippery her entrance was…how it stretched and accommodated my member without so much stress.

She can't get wet when I only kissed her. She was sobbing, right?

No f*****g way!

“Alpha, yes….”

I penetrated deeper into her, my head c****d backwards and I spanked her ass, pushing in and out harder.

“Yes please….alpha….”

Fuck! This was a pleasurable moan….not a painful groan.

She stretched her hand backwards and touched my skin as if urging me not to stop.

I bit my lower lip, each of my motions more welcoming and satisfying. She was so wet…so slippery. Her juices concealed my còck.

“Alpha I'm cumming….”

Oh my slut!