Related to the enemy princess

Chapter 3

Rogan

My father and my sister were buried on the same day, and this tragedy left a huge void in me, a gaping hole that was difficult to fill. As the current alpha of our pack, I know that I cannot afford to give in to despair. My affliction must not turn into a sign of weakness, because Mollard, my rival, would only be waiting for an opening to try to seize my position and threaten the security of our group.

The three days following their funeral dragged on with endless insomnia, leaving me completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. I even questioned my ability to survive without sleep. In my desperate quest to escape this searing pain, I tried turning to alcohol and drugs, hoping they would provide relief, but nothing worked. The substances only intensified my torment, plunging me further into darkness.

As I laid my tired body back on the bed, lost in thought, I suddenly heard a noise at the entrance to my room. Sandra appeared, thus interrupting my isolation and tearing me away from my melancholy reflections.

This woman knew perfectly how to awaken my senses. She was dressed in a bathrobe which, like a curtain, slid gently to the floor, revealing delicate red lace lingerie which subtly hugged her forms. Her brilliantly luminous blonde hair cascaded down her back, but she chose to tie it in an elegant bun that added a touch of sophistication to her look.

With a sweet and captivating voice, she spoke to me, her words resounding in the air like a sweet melody: You have been confined to your bed for three days, Rogan, and I feel that this loneliness weighs heavily on you. I know you're in the grip of a persistent bad mood... But please let me do everything I can to brighten your mind and help you forget, even if only for a moment, the sorrow that overwhelms you. As she spoke, she approached me slowly, her gesture full of sensuality, climbing delicately onto the bed, her radiant presence filling the room with an atmosphere both intimate and electrifying.

I felt overwhelmed by an emotion that I couldn't identify, and it prevented me from acting as I wanted to. I can't do it today, Sandra, I told her, with sincerity tinged with frustration.

She reacted as if my words had had no impact, advancing towards me with disconcerting confidence. Rabed told me that you haven't slept for three days, so let me help you like I always did, she said, while taking off her bra, which she skillfully placed between her teeth.

In that moment, I couldn't help but notice how irresistible she was. Her breasts, perfectly defined, stood proudly before me, arousing in me an ardent and inescapable desire. My mind couldn't stop fantasizing, imagining the moment my lips would brush against her delicate skin.

I stood up, taking a confident posture, and looked deep into his eyes.

“Do whatever you want with me tonight, but only if it helps me get to sleep,” I told her, as I jerked her toward me with palpable intensity.

His chest pressed against mine, creating electric contact between our bodies, and I felt a rush of desire that awakened my numbed senses.

My eyes stopped on her lips, soft and luscious, and, unable to resist the call of their beauty, I succumbed to the desire to kiss them. I sucked them into my mouth with delicacy mixed with urgency. Their sweet flavor enveloped me, so delicious that I wanted to prolong this moment, savoring this intense contact for long minutes.

She leaned towards me slightly, her lips brushing mine, and whispered in a soft voice, "You're such a good kisser...Rogan." » At that moment, she threw me backwards with barely concealed determination, like a wolf searching for her prey. With disconcerting ease, she climbed on top of me, and with an expert movement, she opened the zipper of my pants.

The warmth of his mouth enveloped my body, producing an electric sensation that invaded every fiber of my being. I couldn't help but let out a grunt of ecstasy, my hands guiding the rhythm of her movements, as she seemed to master the art of pleasuring me in a way I had never experienced before . It was hands down the best experience I had had so far.

A distinct, hoarse noise echoed in his throat, a grunt... grunt... grunt... which added to the atmosphere already charged with tension and excitement. After several minutes spent smoking a pipe, she stood up with a determined movement and boldly positioned herself on top of me.

Rest easy, Rogan, I'm calling the shots tonight, she said confidently.

Faced with her determination, I was determined to let her take control. I recognized that she had the skills to lead, and honestly, I didn't have enough energy to resist. She settled on me with disconcerting confidence, mastering the situation with an ease that gave a glimpse of her experience. I closed my eyes, letting myself be overwhelmed by the sensations of pleasure that invaded me. It was a moment of total relaxation, where every movement brought me intense satisfaction.

As she did it I felt my seed rising, I turned her right over and she was under my body with her legs wide apart.

“Let me help you Sandra.” I said as I pushed my c**k deep into her cage, I gave her the strongest and fastest thrusts making her moan my name

"Yes Rogan go ahead... Harder please... I'm going to c*m Rogan." She said, biting her lower lip. I captured her lips and moved back and forth vigorously and I felt her vaginal walls contract against my c**k.

"Rogan... Go ahead... I'm going to... cum." she said between moans.

When I felt I was ready to release, I removed my sleeve from her p***y and inserted it into her mouth which she opened wide.

"Ahnn...!!! I groan, collapsing on the bed after freeing myself.

My breathing was ragged, as if each inhalation required considerable effort, and I felt sweat trickling down my skin. Sandra, beside me, seemed to be going through the same struggle as me. She looked out of breath, her forehead glistening with beads of sweat.

"It wasn't so bad, but I have to admit it wasn't as pleasant as usual," Sandra complained, her voice slightly tired.

"It's normal... Previous times, I was able to do it with peace of mind," I replied, trying to collect my thoughts between panting breaths.