The Viking Alpha

Execution and Pleasure

~WARNING! Mature audience only. s****l content ahead.~

(James POV)

They were all there waiting for him in the clearing on the edge of the forest. Hearing Madga's pained voice still hit him. To see one if his own people were hurt by another angered him. It was another to hear an innocent child was on the end as well just further pissed him off. He saw Elijah next to Johnathan, two of his personal bodyguards. James wanted to kill the other man. His hands started to tremble at the blood lust. He kept thinking of Cassandra's warm, soft, greedy passionate lips on his. It was the only thing keeping him and his wolf at bay. He was shocked but pleasantly surprised. He knew she was drunk. It took all of his self control to not let his wolf, who was clawing and knocking against the barrier, trying to get out. But when this was over he was already picturing her and what he would allow himself to do to her.

Without a word to anyone he leapt forward and shifted in mid air. Missing Elijah by two inches. His shredded clothes didn't fall back to the ground before his paws touched the earth below. Sprinting into the forest his wolf was eager to turn back around and mark Cassandra. James willed his wolf to focus. Trying to convince him how pleased she'd be with both of them, when this was over. He didn't need to persuade long. Already a few miles in the forest he smelled a deer. A doe. Five miles to the east. He howled to signal the kill. He could hear them coming.

'Were not here, to actually hunt are we?' His brother asked in his mind.

Only him, Jonathan and his guards could hear. Elijah was the only exception. All wolves had a telepathic link but when you are an alpha and linked in the inner circle, it can be chosen who hears and who doesn't. To describe it, It was like a block humans may use on the internet. Who can and can't see what.

'This is an execution. Elijah dies tonight.' James stood them while spotting the deer up ahead drinking from a stream.

By now they were close to ten miles out. He crawled slowly to the prey in sight. He felt the others behind him closing in. He pounced and the doe ran like hell. The chase was on. They herded the doe into each other. Circling around her. James went for the throat and brought her down easily. Blood gushed from her neck while Johnathan went for her stomach. Elijah went for her back legs. They ripped her apart and fed on the flesh as it was being torn.

'You did very well, Elijah.' James complimented when they were finished.

'Thank you, sire.'

James made eye contact with the two guards and then Johnathan. They took the hint and slowly blocked Elijah in.

'Tell me, did you use that brutality on your mate?'

Elijah's wolf eyes grew round.

'Sire?'

'I know everything! How you not only beat your mate, but you hurt your own child. Do you deny this accusation?'

'I-I would never hurt them. It's just that my mate can be difficult. She needs to learn obedience. My daughter too.'

'So you beat them?'

'They are defiant!'

'I'm all for obedience to some degree. But you know the law. No woman or child is ever to be struck as punishment.'

'What would you do if your mate showed defiance?!'

James jumped. Snarling an inch away from Elijah's face. His wolf bared his neck on submission and crouched to the ground.

'My mate is none of your business. My people however are mine!'

'Please your majesty! I beg you! I'll leave and never return. Just please spare me.'

Letting out a snort James paced in front of Elijah. Never taking his eyes off him. He pretended to consider it before he lunged and snapped his neck like a twig between his jaws.

Dropping the carcass from his teeth he looked at the guards and his brother.

'He will be made to be an example! Take his body to the village and let the warning be known. If I find out anymore violence is carried out toward mates or children this is what will happen!'

All three wolves bowed before taking a limb and dragged him. James sprinted ahead. Eager to see Cassandra. Sending for some clothes to be laid out by the pond through mind link, he swam in the pond to clean himself quickly. Putting on the fresh clothes he walked barefoot while following her scent. While rolling up his sleeves to his elbows, he found her a mile in the back of the estate. Next to farm animals in their pins. She was sitting on a tree stump while holding a little chick in her hand. Stroking its head. She was talking sweetly to it and smiling adorably.

As he got closer all the animals shied away. He never thought before, but now he was wondering how cows were milked and eggs collected if the animals could sense the inner predators. Cassandra must have noticed the frenzy. She looked confused then looked around her. Spotting him, a smile spread on her face. It made his heart speed but stopped at the same time.

'Hello.' He greeted.

'Hello.'

'What are you doing out here?'

She sighed before gently putting the chick down and watching it run back to its mother.

'Natalie went home. Madga and Dahlia are asleep in a vacant room somewhere here. I thought it would be best if they stay here tonight.'

'Good choice.' He praised while softly stroking her hair. She hummed softly while he did it. She was still a bit drunk, he could tell. But the food must have sobered her up a little.

'Where are your guards?'

She stilled before shrugging. 'Rexton was here...with another guard. I asked them to give me some space. They agreed to watch from inside but still close.'

She was already compromising with his people. She would do well here.

Crouching down, he held both her hands.

'Elijah is dead. His body is being taken to the village. He will be a warning to the rest.'

'Good choice.' She mimicked.

'Cheeky.' He chuckled before softly kissing her. She kissed back hesitant at first then gave as much as she took. Conscious of the eyes on them he scooped her up and took her to one of the sheds. She didn't seem to be aware at first. She suddenly looked around and laughed.

'What is so funny?' He smiled as he cupped her face and kissed her.

'This must be a love shack.' She continued to giggle.

Feeling as if he was missing out on an inside joke but didn't bother to have her elaborate. He continued to kiss her. He set her on a bench and aligned his hips between her legs. Slowly pushing up her skirt he stroked her thighs. Warm and soft. She was gasping at the sensation. He went further and toyed with the elastic lace of her underwear around her hips. His thumbs hooking into it and snapping it against her skin. She let out a moan. His wolf was peeking out from his eyes. She was squirming now on the wooden bench.

'Oh James. I-I feel…'

He stopped kissing her and trailed his lips down her neck.

'Tell me what you feel, love.'

'So warm and…'She moaned again as his fingers traced her core over her panties.

'And what? Tell me.'

She bit her lip. Her eyes were glazed and need was shining through them.

'Wet. I feel...I ache….'

He groaned. He knew what she meant. He knew what she wanted.

She suddenly went still and leaned away from him.

'Wait. I...can't. We need to stop.'

Pulling down her skirt she folded her legs to her chest.

'What? What's wrong, sweetheart?'

He was ready to have her. He felt like if he didn't he was going to perish.

'I..I'm just-' She took a deep breath. Clearly frustrated. With what exactly he didn't know.

'Hey.' He cupped her face again. Uncertainty was in her expression as well as lost. 'You can tell me. Anything.'

'I just don't want my...first time to be here.' Her head was bent. Avoiding his gaze.

Shock then male pride and happiness beamed through him. She was a virgin! No man had ever touched her. He would be the first to mark her in every sense.

Smiling he kissed her.

'I have no right to hope, but I'm glad that no other has shown you pleasure.'

She shifted again.

'It's not that I didn't have opportunities. It's just I never felt like...this.'

Her confession made him feel ten feet tall.

Taking her hands he kissed them before folding both in his.

'Alright, love. Not tonight. It'll be your choice, always.'

'You don't think I'm a tease?'

'No, sweets. You're just not ready and that's fine. I can wait. But I do want to give you a taste, if that's alright?'

'What do you mean?'

Smiling devilishly he kissed her again. He gently brought her legs down again. Spreading her thighs he ripped her underwear.

'James?!'

'Shh, baby. It's okay. Just feel.'

He stroked her inner thighs while slowly kissing down her neck. He lifted her shirt and freed her breast from the bra cups. Lightly sucking her n****e, his fingers stroked her core.

Moans and gasps erupted from her. She was soaking wet between her legs. Easing a finger in her, he felt her nails dig in his back.

'Oh!'

'Just breathe, Cassandra. Feel.'

He eased in and out of her while watching her face. She was hot and so tight. Discomfort scrunched her face then shock came over her.

'Oh...God!'

He added a second finger and continued to pump his fingers slowly.

Now twitching his fingers he felt her buck her hips forward.

'Ah!' Her heavy panting filled the small shack. The wooden table creaked as she rocked her hips.

'Show me, love.' He commanded gently. 'I want to see you. I want to hear you.'

Her walls tightened around his fingers before her release.

'Oh!' Her face was flushed and her beautiful eyes now sparkled. Her head dropped against his shoulder. Turning his head he kissed her hair. A few moments passed before she lifted her head.

'Thank you.' She whispered.

The smirk on his face was full of pride.

'It was my pleasure.'

She smiled shyly. She kissed him again before she went to climb down. He halted her by picking her up bridal style.

'Get the queen's bath ready.' He commanded one of the staff. His wolf was panting for more. James himself desperately wanted to experience what she did with her. But seeing her now dozing in his arms, the small self gratification would do for now. He was now the first male to ever give her an orgasm.

'Your highness.' Rexton's voice spoke in his head. 'The queen's things have arrived from the human world. We've placed them in your room.'

'Thank you Rexton.'

'Sir.'

Once they were in the room he stripped her of her clothes. Seeing her naked before him was almost his undoing. She covered her breast shyly. Her brow furrowed in confusion. He kissed her again.

'It's alright, little one. I'm just going to give you a bath.' Taking her into the bathroom, the tub was filled with steamy water. The bubbles and bath oils smelled like lilacs and rose. She sighed as he placed her gently in the water. Sitting on the floor beside her he slowly washed her long hair. Taking the sponge off the edge of the tub and some soap, he gently cleaned her body. Starting from her neck all the way to her feet. Finding a wash cloth he washed her face. She just laid back with a smile on her face.

Finding a big fluffy towel, he wrapped her in it and carried her back to bed. Slipping an ivory silk top over head and a pair of silk panties over her legs. He gently had her lean against him while he towel dried her hair. Next, he brushed her hair gently from the tips to her scalp.

'Your very good at this.'

Her compliment both pleased and discomforted him.

'At what?'

'Taking care of me.' She clarified.

'It is and will be my pleasure, Cassandra. I so want you to be happy here with me. I want to take care of you. Cherish you.'

'Well,' She stood to go back to the bathroom to brush her teeth. 'You're Succeeding. '

Smiling, he gathered the damp towels and clothes and placed them in the hamper. He went to the separate bathroom to brush his own teeth and get ready for bed.

Her eyes were starting to droop as she came back into the room. She sighed while he lifted her then placed her under the covers.

He stripped off his own clothes and crawled into bed and held her, with her back curled into his front.

She yawned.

'James?'

'Yes, love?' Kissing the side of her head he brought her in closer.

'Tell me about your mom and dad, please. I feel like I need to know more about you. Considering what just happened.'

Signing he nuzzled into her damp hair. Drawing comfort from her smell. This was not an easy story to tell.

'It was so long ago. The kingdom was at war. Mostly witches and shifters were at opposite ends. Witches wanted to ensnare shifters as pets. Harness their magic. Us, shifters wanted peace but we also wanted to be seen as strong and fearless. My brother and I were here holding down the fort. When we didn't hear from our father for weeks. When our mother suddenly started to become weak,

I went to look for him. He was caged up and witches were channeling his shifter magic. It made him weak. I tried to free him. But one of the witches caught me. She threw us both into the air. They had silver spikes in the ground. One went through his heart. One grazed my arm.' He took her hand and had her feel the scar on the side of his upper arm. 'I was weak and disoriented from the silver. My father was there dying. I couldn't save him. He made me swear to try for peace. Protect the kingdom and continue the legacy. My mother died soon after. The mate bond...if we were to be apart I'd grow weaker. But if you…' He couldn't bring himself to say it.

'If I died, you'd die too.' She finished for him.

'Yes.'

Turning she looked at him.

'I'm still not okay about you bringing me here. I miss Amy, my school, and the plans I made for my future. But I have to admit, being here I think I've made more friends in one day then I have in years. I feel more cared for then I have since my mama died. I think I can be happy here.' Her voice trailed off and soon she was asleep. He fell asleep a few moments after with a smile on his face.