Slut for one, princess for another.

A SLUT FOR YOU

“Lock the door.” I heard him say.

I gulped down instantly, roaming through my head, wondering what Alaric could do to me. I

started imagining his hand on me, his voice in my ears, but everything was shut

down as he breezed past me, closing the door and coming to slam me against it.

He was so close, his lips so close, his breath fanning against my face. I stared deep

into his eyes, not wanting to bow down to any effect he might be thinking he has

on me.

“Audrey…” he staggered to say, blinking away from me and to my chest.

“Why?”

I bore the same look on my face at his question. He has acted so stupid and

irrational, and I would not give in to whatever he had to say. Calling me out

in front of the maids, making me look like I was just a thing for him and for

Asher. Nope, I inhaled sharply. I was not going to give in.

How he looked up at me next made all my resolve break, our eyes meeting

instantly. His black orbs were soft as if pleading with me. His lips were quivering

together as he opened it again, his next words spilling out, “Is it until I bow down

and give you all I have? Or why? Why can’t you treat me the same way you treat

Asher? Why can’t you look at me like that?”

“Because Alaric, I don’t want you!” I uttered back.

I jerked my back in fear as his fist slammed into it, his eyes burning with fury as he

stared back at me. His lips curled into a deadly smile that seemed rotted

deep inside, making a chill run down my spine.

“Do you know that only I…” he stopped and looked at me carefully, “only I,

Alaric, can I satisfy you? Only I, Alaric, can touch you the way you want. Do you

know why I’m called the heart of the woman?”

He leaned to my lips, swooping me for a kiss without hesitation. One of his

hands crawled to my cheeks, kneading it lightly as he kissed me deeply. I closed my

eyes, my body aching for more of his lips, hungry for more of his touch. His lips

left my mouth and to my neck, nibbling on it carefully. With his right hand, he

cupped up my left breast, eliciting a murmur of pleasure from my lips.

My mind was in a haze. I was letting Alaric know that I had no feelings for touch.

The hard part I didn’t want to tell myself was that…

“Ahh.” I moaned out as his mouth found my left n****e, his lips swirling on it as

he sucked deeply.

I didn’t even know when he pulled down my dress or pulled out my bra.

All my mind and brain could focus on was the way he handled me, the way his

hand moved in rhythm to my blood and sent waves of pleasure in me. He

continued to suck on my breast, his tongue twirling on each of the n*****s and his

fingers tweaking it, bringing out a cry from my mouth.

“You know, princess, I’ve wanted to do this since you stepped inside our pack.”

He muttered.

He tugged the rest of my dress down and stopped on my breast. I blinked

repeatedly as he took some steps back from me, lust burning wildly in his eyes as

he folded his two arms to his chest. Those eyes raked my body, the hunger in them

soaring high as they went down and down.

“You have such a great body.” He said raspily, unfolding those muscular hands

from his chest and bringing them to unbutton his shirt.

“And I just can’t believe that this is mine.”

I didn’t even know what to say, and surprisingly, for how long he stood there, the

desire in me didn’t die down, nor did I feel shy that I was naked and left with just

my pants. He took three steps, three steps, and our skin was touching

again, his lips scorching hot on mine and his hands travelling down to my body.

Like a pro, he slid into my pant, touching the lips of my p***y and making me

clench my thighs.

“Don’t close it for me, princess.”

His hand moved again, touching my wet area before sliding into my p***y. My

breath hitched, my thighs squirmed around his hand, and a moan escaped my

throat. His hand was there as if he wanted me to relax before moving

again. I slid one of my hands to his back and drew him closer, biting down on his

shoulder as I moaned. It was unstoppable and wild, and my body wanted more.

He continued to finger me, not for once stopping. I was moaning loudly, not

even caring if the guards or the maids outside could hear us. I was lost in those

hands, going in and out of me, my fingers scratching him for more. He stopped all

of a sudden, pulling my panties down before carrying me up.

Gently and in a princess way, he laid me down on the bed, his eyes not leaving

mine as he bent down to kiss me. His lips trailed down my chin and to the space

between my breasts, licking every sweat on my body to my stomach and

pussy. I cringed a bit as he took the first lick out of it. My back arched out as

he sent his finger back into it, coupling it with his tongue.

“Al…ahh..Al…” I cried out.

He won’t stop. He won’t bulge. It was as if he was in his world. Every part of

I was scorching hot, the butterflies in my stomach long gone and replaced with

a desire that only he could fuel. I jerked my bottom up to him, that finger of his

reaching a part of me and scraping my insides out, and my juices sucked out by

him.

“Alari…Alaric…something is happening…some..my…ahh…!” I yelled out, my back

jerking forward to meet him.

He yanked me back down with his other hand, stopping what he was doing as he

hurriedly took his cloth off. His eyes gave me a last devilish grin as if telling me it

was already coming, and I could just relax. His entire c**k came in view, the pink tip

of it already wet.

I gulped down, staring at it with so much desire, my insides and thighs squirming

and clenching at the thought of it finally entering me. He bucked my hips

towards him, placing the tip to touch my p***y.

My breast arched up, my body desperately begging him to put it inside, “this time, it won’t hurt like the last.”

Those were the last words he said before plunging straight into me, and a joyous

cry of getting my need broke out of my mouth. It hurt a little, but not as much as

the first time. He stayed for a while, filling me up with his c**k before he started

moving.

“Hmm…” I moaned out.

My thighs clenched around him, pulling more of him inside of me. His mouth

was soon hovering over mine, his pace increasing. We were f*****g like that for

some minutes, our moans entangled with each other without breaking a stop. And

even when he decided to stop, he flipped me over, bringing my ass to face his cock

and me in a dog position with all my hands on the bed before entering into my slippy wet p***y.

I moaned, my breast jiggling at every thrust he did. It was a different

feeling, feeling every core of mine.

“Ahhh!” I cried out again as he bent on me, his hand coming to the front of

my p***y as he rubbed my c******s. I arched my back down for him,

meeting with every thrust of his, crying out his name and moaning it out.

His pace increased suddenly, ignoring all my pleas for him to take it slow as

he started moaning out.

“f**k! f**k! Princess, you’re so f*****g sweeeet…” he groaned out, his hand

buckling my hips and pushing them to him to meet his every thrust.

My insides were in turmoil, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, thinking of

nothing more except the feeling I was getting from him.

“Fucccck!!!” He growled out before jerking away from me.

He flipped me to face him instantly, the colour of his eyes different from his black

orbs and now reddish brown. The next thing I felt without warning was a warm

liquid on my face, each of it bouncing to every part of my face: my mouth, nose,

cheeks, and even some to my breast.

Another growl escaped his mouth as he jerked off the remains of his cock

before falling to the bed. I felt my breath return to normal, a gulp of my spit as the

consequences of what I had done returned to me.

“You’re so f*****g sweet, princess.” He murmured.

I touched my breasts, squeezing them in my hands with only one thought in my

mind. I knew I was a slut for him from the start, but now, all I could

think of was getting more of his c**k filling every nook and cranny of my body.