Chapter Five Alpha Hades(His Thirst for Revenge)

Alpha King’s Sex Slave

                Chapter Five

          [His thirst for revenge]

             Alpha Hades POV.

  I knew she would be everything a Head Witch would be and probably even more fierce- as I saw the fire in her odd crimson-colored eyes and the sorrow laced in her voice and screams.

 To control such several witches and protect them she must be bold, strong, fierce, and passionate about her kind. A round of applause to her for being smart and escaping me for the past five years. She outdid her mother with that move but I’m like the shadows never to leave her back until she’s pinned and hanged.

Her pretty neck would look divine on a pike with the flag of the Wolves Empire high up in the air for all to see while we eradicate her kind which were no different from moths of the earth.

  It’s a parable that revenge is best served cold but it wasn’t said revenge was best served as a burning furnace.

  After waiting for so long. So long I waited with hopes to have her in my clutches and under my grasp.

  What I wasn’t expecting was to see her be the replica of her mother’s mind-blowing beauty, she was the most beautiful woman my eyes have ever laid on- the type of beauty that blinds one into an unhealthy obsession and how her body made my Cock jerk on the throne with the mere sight of her messy hair. I like it messy.

   My fingers gripped the glass of wine that I’d been sipping on and brought the wine to the rim of my lips to take yet another sip counting down to the moment she walks in.

  It’s taking pretty long and if I don’t see her in a few minutes from now I’m going over to her by breaking the dressing door open and flinging her on my shoulders.

   I heard soft footsteps behind me and they inched closer before it halts and I could smell her.

  Her blooming scent.

   “I’m here Alpha.”

   I turned to face her and lost my breath, the gown accentuated her amazing body features, as the locs of her blonde hair shone brightly.

  I’m not a fan of blondes but hers seemed they were made just for her and her lips those red lush lips had my Cock tightening in my pants with a need to have her mouth sucking off my loads and tying her on my bed but in an instant, she repulsed me and filled me with rage.

 Pure hatred sizzled right through me like the roars of mighty waters. She looked exactly like Tabitha, what was I saying she’s the spawn of the she-devil and for that reason, she will suffer for her mother’s sins and all that her kind put the Kingdom of Arni in the past.

  “Get off your clothes,” I ordered with a dark stoic expression and saw how she cowered, picking on her fingers like a toddler hesitantly.

   “Talitha! I won’t repeat myself now strip off that fucking clothes!”

  My voice bounced high across the room and saw how she jolted in fear and started peeling the dress slowly off her skin. A tear rolled down her cheek and I took great pleasure in watching her hurt, hurting her has turned into an obsession. I longed for this for years and now I’ve achieved it. It has grown into my madness and the longing rose to a new peak altogether.

  None of her crocodile tears would soften my heart and make me forgive her. Never!

   The Witch Queen was now my slave!

           I owned her.

   The dress fell to the floor and standing before me was a completely naked woman. Her pink nubs stood erect and her clean-shaven pubic part had me wanting to run my tongue in between her thighs eating her out. The wideness of her hips was something I wanted to rest my hands on the sides and grip them with my fingers marking her so whoever cares to know that’s she’s mine for the taking.

 I walked regally, my broad hairy chest displayed for her eyes to see and when I came closer just an inch separating us as we could breathe in the other, I could smell her arousal in the air.

   The air was permeated with her as I lifted a finger to graze her shoulder.

   “I’m a virgin.” The words left her lips quickly as she cocks her head to the side, scared of my touch like it was going to burn her.

   “Hmmm…” That makes it more interesting. I’ll be the first to plunge into her womanhood tearing her hymen. She might hate me but won’t forget who made her into a woman.

  A sinister grin spread across my face and in a flash my fingers gripped her neck slamming her across my chest with her neck at an angle close to my face as she peeked into my orbs. “Get on the bed.”

    She drew in a shaky breath as a tear rolled down her cheek and my grip lessened. I stepped away from her as she walked to the bed and climbed onto the humongous bed while biting on her bottom lip to hide the hidden sobs.

  Her tears, her weakness, and her defeat gave life to me. It fuels my hate to give her far worse than she could imagine.

 Everything that was stolen from me I would steal everything that gives her the kicks and that I promise and many more.

  I pulled my garment to the floor in a rustic urgency and was left in nothing but my bare skin as I followed her lead and leaned towards the bed. It dipped to the side because of my weight and I felt her shiver in fear.

   “You have no choice slave. You have no choice but to be my loyal minx.” Mockery was evident in my tone.

   “I’m not your minx!”

  My fingers grabbed the collar on her neck and pressed on the buttons so hard that she let out a painful cry as I shoved her face closer to mine with my figure towering over her.

  “You should know who’s king here. This isn’t your silly coven and you better watch that tongue of yours else I’ll cut them off.” I crashed my lips to hers and she tried to fight back after being taken unaware but I was stronger and she later turned limp.

  She tasted of sweet berries and I bit hard on her lower lip to the point I could taste her blood in a ferocious kiss, unable to make her breathe as I stole her breath away plunging my tongue deep into her throat.

 She was dying for breath when I tore my lips away which had her panting for life and went in between her legs and positioned my heavy phallus to her opening and could see the glistening tears on her cheeks. Her eyes widened when she saw my Cock in fear. Yes, get scared all you want. I’ll get buried deep inside of you and rip you open.

 I saw a trace of darkened desire in her eyes before it was replaced with hate.

 It turned me on the fuck on and next I rammed into her.

  “Ahh!” The pain shot through her. She was incredibly tight and warm but I paused and let her adjust before sliding further and sinking up to the hilt.

   I wasn’t going to make it pleasurable for her. Slaves aren’t meant to be treated with care and respect and that’s the end of the chain she belongs to. I thrust powerfully into her in rhythm and the bed creaked as her face turned into a messy array of tears as I plunged without holding back.

My palm connected to her ass cheeks and with each powerful thrust that almost had her splitting into two a stung came on her ass and I noticed her getting wetter and saw her bite her bottom lip swallowing her moans.

  “Talitha we both know who is master. Stop trying to hide your moans. You want this just as I do. Now tell me who owns this pussy?”

   “I belong to no one!” she replied stubbornly with much difficulty due to the havoc my Cock was wreaking in her core. Her body was reacting to my thrusts and no matter how much she hated me she needed the orgasm.

  My lips connected to her nipples and licked before taking them into my mouth. She will have no choice but to scream my name aloud.

 My fingers wrapped around her throat with my mouth sucking greedily switching from licking to sucking and turned her into an angle that gave me the ability to slide the deepest into her and torture her as I noticed her long awaiting orgasm drawing close.

    The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against the other with moans that broke from deep in her throat on her now parted lips- lips she desperately tried to clamp down on her lust.

  My aggressive and relentless domination in the bedroom swirled as I kept on with large growls thrusting into her with a pace higher than I intended and saw her eyes rolled into her head leaving just the white.

My grip yanked on her hair and I had her where I wanted. “Who owns this pussy?” I curved my Cock hitting her g-spot and watched her lips quiver in sheer pleasure.

     “Al-pha.”

“Say my name!” I roared tugging at her hair as it almost snapped as her pussy muscles began to milk me for all it was worth.

     “H-ades.”

    “My pussy belongs to Alpha hades.” And the next after that declaration was followed by an ear piercing scream as she came, her fingers dug into the sheets.

 She looked amazing, her hair scattered over her face, her body glistening with sweat and desire permeating from her core. Her release influenced mine after a few thrusts it came crashing like a tornado.

  “Fuck!” spilling loads and loads of jizz.

  And when I was done emptying my seed on her boobs and stomach I heaved out of bed and picked up my robe.

   “Get out of my bed, else I’ll cut you into chunks!”

   Her legs were vibrating and the pain in her privates was hard for her to draw them together as she tried slowly to pick herself up to leave.

 She was a virgin and yet I fucked her roughly with no caution and restraint.

    Nothing I’ll do to her will salvage all they did. I walked into the bathroom slamming the door with a burst of rage.

 I thought hurting her would give me some sort of happiness but I still feel like shit.

        It was all her fault.

 “I won’t spare you Talitha,” I growled and chattered my teeth angrily and sent my fist crashing into the long-length bathroom mirror and watched it shatter to the ground in tiny splinters.

  An evil smirk came upon my features, just like the mirror. I’ll break her in so many ways imaginable and she will turn extinct.