The Cruel Alpha King's Possession

Petra I have no idea where I’m going, but as I sprint past the spring where he was standing, all I knew was that I needed to get away. It was my name he moaned when he was in the water. He had unashamedly stood up from the spring half naked in front of me when he saw me. His very short shorts were wet, gripping tight around his chiseled thighs. The hair on them wet and slick like a new born pup's hair. The sight was delightful as I gulped, taking in every curve with the appreciation of an artist for the finest sculpture. When he grinned and asked if I liked what I saw, I had to run. I was losing myself in the midst of all that temptation where I had no control. The breeze is cool as i run through the field. My muscles bunch and surge powerfully as I made my way through the narrow-length wildflowers. Miles of them spread out and surrounding me as I zigzag my way through the open space. My feet pound across the soft grass as I become aware of the sounds around me. The birds chirping, the wind whistling through the flowers, and then...the distant rough pad of feet behind me... Trystan, he is closing in on me in his wolf form, big brown wolf with soft fur sprinting like a wild fire, fangs flashing white, eyes glowing yellow… fvck! I can’t get far. I dash to the right towards a white oak tree. I keep running until i made it to the tree. I lost him! Panting, I giggled. The chase somehow made me feel excited and giddy. “I can see you, little pink!” Trystan's’ voice echoes, causing me to flinch. My heart beat quickens again. He fvcking tricked me! “Come out here?” He commands. I lean my back flat against the tree, covering my mouth with my hand to calm myself. My heart is pounding so hard that I can barely breathe. I stiffen when I hear his footsteps nearing the tree. “ Your scent…” He inhales. “Its driving me crazy. Come out already.” He sounds almost impatient. “Don’t defy me, or else you'll be punished.” Practicing a breathing exercise to calm my conflicting heart beat, I poke my head out to find him standing akimbo. “My Lord…” I deep in a curtsy. “I know you want what you see. Why are you fighting your feelings?” The fog gathering between my legs is tickling my brain to scream, hell yeah I want you! But I have to control myself. “Ye- I mean, No, my Lord…” I stutter like a fvcking i***t. “I was out to fetch from the spring, I didn’t know you’d be there.” I made to brush past him and run off again. He grabs my elbow and drag me up against him. A slow smile that didn’t reach his eyes playing on his face. “ I like this rebellious side of you, Little pink. It’s getting me so fvcking hard.” Nervously, i glance down on his waist and choke back a good amount of spit as the evidence of his desire for me bulge out in his pants, hard and thick. His ice-blue eyes that looks like it could freeze me to death darken, hungrily roving over my face. “ Don’t fight it. Surrender to me, your Alpha and your Lord.” Holding my jaw, he tilts my face up to meet his eyes. “ You want this as much as I do, don’t you?” I open my mouth to speak but before the word comes out, he hushes me with a kiss. Trystan shows no mercy as he takes control, and the feeling of his mouth moving relentlessly over mine is almost too much to bear until... he groans and pulls himself away, his breathing ragged. He reaches up to cup my cheek again, his eyes holding mine. “Think clearly before you answer. Don’t rush it. Take a deep breath and listen to your body… you want me… you want my mouth everywhere on you.” “No.” I shake my head, but my voice is far from convincing. “Now I know you’re lying to me.” He grabs my hands, pinning them over my head against the tree. “You are shuddering, why is that?” A moan emerges from my throat as his hard chest flushes against my body almost crushing my poor tiny body into potatoes. “You… it’s because of you, my Lord.” I gasps, aching forward. “I like that.” He murmurs, his fingers crawling between my folds as he reaches up to twist my n*****e. I let out a sharp cry. “I’ll teach you to plead, to ask me to do all the things I want to do to you… to tie you up, to gag you… to put you over my knee and redden this sweet ass of yours.” He smack my ass and I bite my lower lip as the sharp pain that follows reverberates through my veins. I melt at every of his word, adrenaline pounding through my veins. My body is shaking, calling and begging for him as his hand delves between my posterior spinal column down to cup my ass. He squeezes hard. Circling his arms around my waist, he pulls me in so our body flush together. He start grinding his waist against mine, groaning. As his c***k rubs on my thighs, flood of arousal sweep over me. My panties are soaking wet, my cherry warm and ready to take his c***k. “I want you to beg,” he whispers, his voice a deep, rough growl. “I want you to beg for my c***k. Beg me to take your virginity. Beg for me to fvck you deep and raw. I want you to plead and cry and open yourself up for me” “Please… My Lord.” I plead. He chuckles.“ Please what, little pink?” “Please. Give me an orgasm.” “Good girl.” He simpers, looking pleased with himself. “You asked so nicely.” His hand trail down to rub on my c**t through the silk of my panties. “That’s it… you’re so fvcking wet for me.” he says, his voice low and rough. The restlessness, the sense that something wasn’t right in his life appears whenever he is brutish and vicious. He is filled with pain and rage from something. Something that left him broken. He finds pleasure taking whatever it is out on me. I am his pawn, a willing one at that. Trystan groans, sinking his head in the crook of my neck. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself. “You feel so good.” He whispers. His low growling is animalistic. “When I’ve taken your virginity, I’ll be your Lord, and you my little pink, my toy to play with.” I suck in a shaky breath, he is wild and I love to walk on the wild side. “widen your legs now, little Pink” he tells me. “Spread them, and I’ll suck your pretty little cherry until you come.” he instructs. Abiding by rules and following orders has never been one of my things despite my weaknesses, but with the look in his eyes and the hoarseness of his voice making me throb with every word that came out of his mouth, I couldn’t help but did as he instructs without any hesitation. His fingers play with my n*****e as his other hand goes to my thigh. I let out a small sigh as he lift my dress, sliding two fingers along the edge of my panties, Trystan pulls them down until it reaches my ankle. “strip for me, Little pink.” I step back and start gliding my dress up my shoulder. I feel a tremor of fear in my belly. I’m about to lose my virginity but I don’t know what to feel. Will it hurt? Will he be gentle and make it feel good in any way, if I'll enjoy or if he’ll just mercilessly split me open? I lick my lips nervously as he drops down between my legs, opening my legs farther apart. “Petraaaa.” A guttural growl of my name rumbles out from his chest, affecting me in all sensitive places. I can feel his wildness surging as he takes in my p*****.. “Mine.” He roars, tasting me with the tip of his tongue. I cry out and close my eyes to anticipate his next move. He didn’t make me wait long as he touches my c**t with the tip of his tongue, drawing a sharp moan from me. His mouth fasten around my c**t sucking my soaked center. “Yes… please… fvck!” I curse out, bucking down gently to meet his tongue and rub against his face. He slide a finger, then the second one. The thrust of his fingers, the lap of his tongue on my c**t, the dark growl of his voice, and the pressure of his other hand squeezing my ass are all too much… my vision blur, my body quiver… my voice rises to a high pitch as the hard, hot pressure in my belly starts to unfurl, burning through my veins. “Come for me, little pink.” He groans. The command was all it took to send me over the edge. Suddenly I don’t recognize the sounds I’m making. I’m coming out of my body and it’s the brightest pleasure I’ve ever felt since adolescent. When Trystan lifts his head, I’m shuddering. “I’m going to fvck you now, Petra. Are you ready for this?” his voice is calm. “Now turn around and brace the tree.” His voice more growl than a speech. Groaning, Trystan reaches for his pants and pulls the zipper down. He takes the waistband of his short pushing them down, allowing his already rock-hard c***k to Spring out, pre-c*m glistening on the tip. I’m breathless now with fear, gasping with the thought of what awaits me. His eyes gleam as he looks down at me, dark with lust and the sure knowledge that in a moment, his c***k will be inside of me. “Turn around, Little.” He says, impatiently. I did as he asked. Bracing the tree, I stick my ass up for him. “You’re going to take every inch of my length in that virgin cherry.” I feel his hips moving forward, that huge length angled towards my ass. I’m going to faint. I want to scream out for him to stop, but it’s what I’ve always wanted, to have him between my legs. Inch by inch he pushes inside me until he’s all the way in. Between clinched teeth he grinds out, “You feel so fvcking good… so tight… fvck!” The pain is excruciating for me as he pulls out and slowly slides in again. “God?” I voice out, fighting back tears. He tightens his hold on my hips, slamming into me gently. And then he loses control. I feel his claws sprouting out and soon he’s digging into my hips, he plunges every inch of his thick, rigid length into me in one hard thrust. “Christ! Petra…” the growl that left his throat is beastful. I scream. The pain is hot and immediate. I feel my p*****. tearing open around him, his length separating me, splitting me apart for him. He doesn’t stop, he is wild, out of control… and I couldn’t help the tears that burst from my eyes, streaming down my cheeks and dropping on the green grass as he hammers into me with a punishing pace. “You’re fvcking…mine,” he snarls, digging his claws deeper into my skin. I can smell my blood. “My p*****., my mate… Mine… fvck!” I tighten my hold on the tree, the rough trunk cutting into my fingers as I claw on it for support. “Come for me, Petra… I want to feel your virgin p*****. clench around my c.ock.” He pounds into me harder, groaning aloud. He drives me forward with the force of his thrusts. “Come for your King…” I start to feel my body clench around him, electric sparks of pleasure taking over the pains I feel. “I’m gonna come... I’m gonna fvcking come.” He howls. I feel my core spasm around him, in the same moment his fingers threads in my hair, pulling my head backward until he is nibbling my ear. His balls sinks in deep and he shudders. I feel him shooting his loads, hot and thick inside me as he drives in once more. He stiffen, and stays in me for a moment before pulling out. I whimper, feeling the soreness where he was. On shaky legs, I turn until I am facing him. I lean against the tree panting. He looks down at me with a possessive smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. He cups my face and teases me with series of kisses, tasting the tears he made me shade. “I like when you're at my mercy like this.”