Dusk Rising

Eight.

Rogan

It has been quite some time since I have let Zane take so much control of me, especially while we are here within the pack lands, but there is nothing worse than knowing that I had traitors among MY people.

Anger was fueling me, but it was something much worse fueling Zane and while I was letting him take the lead with this, I wasn’t sure how hard it would be to wrench back control anytime soon.

While he was dealing with making arrangements for Eren, I was watching, but my brain was trying to figure out how this could have happened. I had tons of enemies, some I was very familiar with, but I knew there were others out there that coveted what was mine.

Time was passing quickly and I recalled being among the men who had brought Eren down to the lowest cells of this building. We had thrown something in one of the others, but I wasn’t concerned over any other matters at the moment.

Harper had linked with me and let me know that they were leaving Aspen and he had informed me that Winters and his team had been present. But I hadn’t missed the little thought of how strange it had been that one of the twin alphas had been present.

Those f*cking bastards were always together. Where there was one, the other would never be far behind. If I hadn’t seen their mates, I would have thought that they even rutted each other.

So, even if that boy and his team hadn’t been involved, that didn’t mean that the Silver Moon pack hadn’t had something to do with this. They were one of the best options, since it had been years since they'd attempted any kind of assassination in the quest to avenge their sister.

Everyone knew that I had played a role in her death. She was too powerful and wouldn’t bend in any form or fashion to the proposals I had offered her. Once it was clear that she and her human husband wouldn’t work with me, I had no choice but to get them out of the way.

Too bad that I hadn’t made sure that I had the full details on them prior to my attack. Leaving behind that boy might end up biting me in the a** so I really need to get him taken care of sooner rather than later.

Every so often I would stop myself from being so lost in my thoughts and trying to plan so that I could see what was going on with Eren. At first, they had taken his unconscious body downstairs.

Later, I went around to watch Zane slashing little rivets all over him while he tried to get information from him. Apparently, we had left him inside of a completely black cell with no light, food, or water.

Earlier, when I peeked through my eyes, I found Zane in the cell where we had Eren chained to the wall and he was filthy, bloody, and in obvious pain as he pulled at his chains.

I hadn’t caught the entire conversation, but it seemed that he was explaining something to him. I listened in and between the groans, moans, and rattling of the chains I was able to figure out that he had informed him about the little band that we put on his wrist.

That little treasure was definitely going to be put to good use. Marq had wanted to try to use it to pick through the enchantments that were bound to it. But after a few attempts, he had found that he could not break or duplicate them. Again, I was reminded how powerful they were when I watched Eren’s reactions.

Marq’s brother was definitely involved in this somehow. The thing was, I couldn’t understand how or why. The thoughts of the Silver Moon alphas and now Micah were enough to let me drift back into my own mind.

I knew that some time had passed but I wasn’t exactly sure how much. I walked through a few different scenarios of how this could have happened and who else could be involved.

F*ck, I even considered Harper a couple times as I contemplated over and over how this could have happened. Desire and lust were some of the things I was getting from Zane and I have to admit that I was intrigued about what was going on that would have brought these feelings out of him.

When I pushed forward this time, I found that we were back in the same room where Eren was chained to the wall. The room was still dark, but there was light from a small lap on the opposite side of the wall from where Eren still stood chained.

As I pushed myself to the forefront, I could see through my eyes and it took me a moment to understand what I was seeing. We were sprawled atop a body on the little bunk style cot.

The face that I saw below me was not one that I had ever seen before, but the features of the woman were so similar to the one that I was so used to seeing, it took me a few seconds to truly examine it to be sure of what I was seeing.

Letting my senses out, I was able to pick up the stale dirty scents coming from Eren and I could hear him, but Zane wouldn’t turn to look at him, so I couldn’t tell why he sounded muffled.

No, Zane’s full focus was on the auburn-haired woman that was writhing beneath us. Zane had her arms pulled up above her head and had them gripped in one of my big hands.

The woman had her eyes closed and as Zane looked from her bound wrists down to her face and then her body, it became immediately apparent that he was in the middle of rutting this woman.

Where he had found her and how he had gotten her here was unknown to me, but it really didn’t surprise me. Zane’s appetite was voracious in all aspects, but when it came to s*x he was worse than a beast.

The girl was completely naked and as his eyes raked up and down her body, I realized why I had thought she looked familiar. This woman looked as close to Dylan as any other woman I’ve ever seen.

As soon as it registered to me that this was why I had taken a second, longer look at the female, Zane shifted his hands that he had wrapped around her wrists and she gasped and opened her eyes.

Disappointment flooded me as dark blue eyes looked up at us. The lust that was there was clear to see and if I had missed it, the scent of her arousal was so thick in the air that I imagined anyone near this room would instantly get hard.

Zane was kneeling with one leg between her bare legs and the other on the opposite side of her leg. My body had no clothes on either and I could both see and feel the large erection between my legs.

My other hand was groping and squeezing the large full breasts of this very wanton woman and she was softly whimpering and bucking her hips up towards my body. The sounds that Eren was making were still coming, but they sounded distant and unintelligible.

Usually, I wouldn’t have been interested in this kind of play because I more than anyone, knew where this would inevitably lead, but I couldn’t hide the fact that the similarities to Dylan were enticing.

As Zane continued to look his fill of her, I noticed that it wasn’t just her hair and skin color that were similar to Dylan's. No, this woman’s body also closely resembled that of the little wolf.

Thick full hips, soft but defined curves, and luscious breasts were on full display. If her eyes had been gold, I probably would have taken control of my body and delved into her the way that I had been fantasizing about doing with Dylan.

My thick c*ck twitched and Zane let out a groan through his clenched teeth. He may be giving her pleasure right now, but once he sought his own and found release, he wouldn’t be sated until he felt her warm thick blood running over his paws or down his maw.

The more I watched, when her eyes were closed, it was so easy to let my mind convince itself that this truly was her and that was when it hit me. There was only one reason Zane had brought this woman here.

A woman who looked so much like Dylan that even I had to take a second glance, and was playing and toying with her before he inevitably f*cked her. It wasn’t for my sick pleasure or his amusement.

No, he was doing this, with her, here, because it was yet another way to torture Eren. Zane finally looked over to where Eren was chained against the wall, and even though the room was so dark, I could clearly see him.

A piece of dark red material had been shoved in his mouth, and with his arms chained wide against the wall, there was no way for him to remove it himself.

No, instead Eren was forced to stand there and watch as Zane toyed with this Dylan look alike. Damn, this was probably one of the more twisted things that Zane had done, but while I did feel some disgust, I also couldn’t deny the hints of pleasure I was feeling as well.

Suddenly, Zane went from squeezing and fondling the woman’s n*****s to taking one of my fingers and letting his sharp claw come forward as he circled her entire breast.

Brushing the back of his hand underneath the large swell, I watched as he let one finger glide up higher than the others and he let the nail graze the bottom of her areola.

The sharp tip of his claw slid against the dark pink circle easily and the woman seemed to tremble with excitement as he let the hand slide down her abdomen and then move in slow circles around her belly button.

But our eyes didn’t follow my hands. Instead, the coppery tinged scent of blood hit my nostrils the moment before I saw the small dark red beads of blood appear along the same path that my finger had just taken.

Our claws were sharp and I wasn’t sure if it was the pleasure that he was wringing from her or the fact that she just didn’t feel even the sting of the cut on her breast, but the woman didn’t even notice.

I felt Zane’s desire grow substantially the moment the blood had welled up and out of the thin slice he had made. And just as he bent his head down towards her chest, he looked down as he slid his hand down and in between her legs.

Zane’s head was close enough to the woman’s breast now to nip and suck and bite if he wanted, but instead, I watched as he stuck out his tongue and lapped up the small little droplets of blood.

His emotions were in overdrive and I knew that if I didn’t try to take some control from him now, I wouldn't’ get any until he was completely done with her. So I did just that.

Pushing myself forward just enough so that we shared my body, I was in partial control as Zane took the hand that he now had between her very warm and moist thighs and thrust two fingers inside of her.

The woman was still being held by my other hand above her head, but she was bucking and writhing on the bed as Zane continued his assault on her body. The woman, who was now calling out to him, had a very husky voice.

“Oh my god! Don’t stop! More please!” Were just a few of the things that were now coming out of the woman’s mouth. I had to admit though that while her body was indeed turning me on, her voice and eyes definitely were not.

Should I just rip her eyes and tongue out of her head so that we can continue in this little fantasy a bit longer?

Zane’s thoughts were filling my head and while I knew that he sounded composed right now, it would definitely not last very long. While I was sharing this body with him as of now, I had no intention of sharing this woman with him.

I both felt his grumble and heard it as he softly snarled at me. Whenever Zane was dealing with his desires, I always tried to just retreat to the back of my mind and wait until he was done, but I couldn’t do that in this form.

Since you’ll be enjoying this one with me, do you want to be the one to suck her or f*ck her?

A deep chuckle rumbled in my chest and I knew that he was enjoying everything about this little game right now.

I hated to admit it, but I was still thoroughly turned on by this girl, but I had no intention of f*cking this knock-off version of Dylan. At least I wasn’t until I turned my head and saw the look on Eren’s face.

Cheeks that were bright red and moist from the tears that had slid down from the eyes that were staring daggers at me were all that I could see. While I would never have dreamt something like this, I could tell that it was having the desired effect on Eren that Zane had wanted.

Eyes that were so dark they looked black, seemed to merge with the enlarged pupils and if looks could kill, I knew that I would be dead right now. Zane thrust a third finger inside the woman and she bucked so hard that we let go of her wrists.

Leaning forward, he whispered to her, “keep your hands above your head and your eyes closed or this will be over before it begins.”

The girl instantly put the hands that she had been slowly moving towards me back above her head and immediately shut her eyes. The entire time he had continued to thrust his fingers in and out of her.

Soft moans began coming out of her quicker and quicker, but it was when Zane leaned my body closer to her that I realized that this may not end as soon as I had anticipated.

Leaning forward again, Zane licked the little slice he had made on her n****e and softly took the peak of it inside his mouth. But instead of sucking or biting, he whispered to her.

“We’re gonna play a little game. I am going to call you Dylan and you will respond to that name and that name only. Do you understand?” The girl must have really been in some kind of need because she nodded adamantly with her eyes sealed shut.

The sound of chains clinking filled the room, but I knew that he would not be able to get out of there. Finally, I decided that I would take over dealing with this woman’s breasts. I spoke to Zane.

“I’ll take over for now, just don’t you dare kill her in here. I have very few guards who can come down here to clean up your mess. I felt Zane grin and whisper against her chest.

“How does that feel, Dylan? Are you enjoying my fingers, my mouth, and my body?” She arched her back and nodded quickly, but this one followed instructions well because she both kept her eyes shut and her mouth for that matter.

Eren was ripping at the chains with everything he could and I was impressed that he still had all that fight left in him, but the moment Zane lifted the girl's hips higher off the bed and plunged our large d*ck into her sweet little hole.

When the words were out of his mouth, I was a bit shocked by them, but I knew he was just trying to get this exact reaction out of Eren and it was working.

Zane called Dylan’s name over and over as he asked her about what she liked and what she wanted. This went on for quite some time, until the girl pushed herself up off the bed and asked Eren if she could hold him.

Zane wrapped her soft warm body against him as he continued to drive into her, but almost as quickly as it had started, he had put an end to it.

When his mouth came down on her skin, he whispered, “tell him how much you love this Dylan,” right before his teeth came down on the side of her neck and clamped down.

Eren’s eyes looked like he was going crazy. They were large and red. No tears fell any longer and I was sure that he was on the verge of death as the life drained and gushed out of this girl beneath me.

But it wasn’t until each last bubble had stopped forming that I saw that this was the absolute perfect way to torture Eren, because he looked like he would either kill us or leave us with no choice but to kill him first. And the smile that spread across my face was genuine, and it was all mine.