AKIRA'S POV SIX YEARS LATER. "Fuck, harder!" I whispered harshly into the moist air in the backseat of the car. I was suspended up in the air by his arms and Ares was pounding into me furiously from his spot on the leather seat. He heeded my instructions and his thrusts began harder, deeper, his cock was hitting me in places only he could reach. He shoved two fingers in my mouth. "Suck on them." He was panting hard and his demand was loud and clear. "Hard. Make them wet, baby." My pussy spasmed at his dirty words and I felt moisture coming out of me as I gagged and choked on his relentless fingers. He abruptly removed them from my mouth and my mouth parted in a silent scream when he began to rub swift circles on my swollen clit. I craned my neck to see what he was doing but my swollen tummy was in my view. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." I panted beside his ear as my pussy began to contract tightly on his cock as his fingers and cock worked in cooperation. I slammed my lips on his as
"It was a long time ago, over thousands of centuries ago, the King of the wolves– the Alpha over all Alphas– and his wife were blessed with a child by the moon goddess. They finally had an heir to the throne, after so many years of waiting. The only issue was, their child was a Lycan. The Alpha was indeed stunned, he began to wonder why the moon goddess had blessed them with a Lycan rather than a regular wolf like the rest of them. The child was named Ares. Ares was born with deadly powers, with distinctive features such as a slanted scar that ran from his left eyebrow down to his right cheek. Growing up, he developed into a troubled teen who was short-tempered and had glowing red eyes whenever he was enraged. A few years later something so terrible happened –" Nana paused, her eyes flickering between Ama and I. This was the part that always had me filled with anticipation. This wouldn't be the first time our Nana had told us this story. It was a rule made by my forefathers that ever
Soon, it was six pm, Ama and I locked up the shop and headed home. Occasionally talking about everything and nothing as we took the short trek to our home."I have about forty minutes to get ready for the party." "Yup, you're lucky you have me as a sister," Ama smirked as she unlocked the door, my legs already wishing for a break after a long day.Immediately we stepped into our home, a familiar sense of comfortability washed over me, making me release a huge breath."Come on! Go freshen up so I can dress you up." Ama shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts.I pouted, " I don't want any of your short dresses, Ama."She quickly gave me the stink eye. "You don't have a choice. You have to prove to fancy Nancy that you're not stuck-up."Although I wanted to tell her that I didn't have to prove anything to anyone, I ran to the bathroom to shower as fast as possible.When I was done, I called Ama and we both started raiding my closet for an outfit worth wearing to a college party going to
I woke up with a throbbing head. My body was aching and I was bruised, long purple bruises on the side of my thigh like I was dragged against gravel. My stomach was grumbling for food and my right heel was missing. I quickly sat up from my spot on the cold floor and looked around, I realized I was in a cell, a cell in what looked like a dungeon. There was not a single window in sight, only a huge iron door.It suddenly clicked to me that we were kidnapped. I was scared thinking about the shock my sister and Nana would be going through by now.A broken whimper had me turning my neck. Someone was here with me. And I only hoped it was one person. I crawled to the side of my cell and whispered. "Eve? Is that you?"I heard sniffling before a croaky female voice responded. "I'm Lenny, I think your friend was taken to the other dungeon."I held onto the cell railings that separated us. "My name is Akira. Do you have any idea where we are and who took us?"She moved a little and I realized
It was finally the day of the annual ball. It was frightening how much I was growing accustomed to this prison.Over the week, I had been whipped once, when I slept past the time we- the maids-normally got up. But l was still rebellious and Madam Yelena still loathed me. It was a win-win situation.We were all dressed in a different maid attire. It was a black French maid attire, with a white ruffled half-apron, stockings and black high heels. I was curious as to why we were given a different attire but when I saw the lustful stares of the male wolves, I suddenly knew why. The male slaves were on black slacks, a white dress shirt and a white apron. Some of them were teenagers while others were young adults.The mansion was massive, it was built in a Beaux-Arts style with Greek and Roman adornment. It also had; arched windows, grand arched entryways and stairways and polished marble floors. It embodied large rooms with ornate interiors. It truly was magnificent.The dining hall I was
It has been a week since the ballroom incident and it was safe to say I had officially lost my mind.I hadn't seen him ever since that night, of course being a common maid I didn't expect to see him all the time. Hence, it came as a huge shock to me when Madam Yelena assigned me to clean the Alpha's room. I wasn't a highly ranked maid, if that's even a thing, like Carla. I was on my way to the Alpha's quarters, which was on the top floor, with my cleaning equipment when Carla stopped me. "Hey!" She greeted, a large grin on her face. "Where are you heading to?"After abruptly leaving my room the last time, Carla had avoided me, turning down the halls once she saw me or pretending like she never saw me."The Alpha's quarters." I grimaced, nodding upstairs. Although there was something in me that wanted to see him, I was still nervous. It was desire mixed with fear. A deadly combo. "He'll be back soon and I know you're still scared of him." She gave me a knowing smile. "Come on, I'l
Serena was her name but she acted the opposite of the meaning of her name. Although she was extraordinarily stunning, she was a major bitch. Beside her were two other she-wolves, they were also impressively tall and beautiful and they looked amused with the scene in front of them. Serena stepped closer to us, a look of disdain on her face as she looked at Eve and I. "I asked a question, slaves!" I, involuntarily, stepped back when she barked out the sentence at me. Even though everything happening was almost comical to me, I was still scared of Serena. Carla smirked. "Oh, Luna Serena, I was just warning Akira here, to stay away from the Alpha, since she can't seem to leave his side." Eve immediately came to my aid. "That's a lie, Luna Serena. She -" "I didn't ask you to speak." Serena snapped, but her gaze never left my form. She then chuckled, "So it is true then, you're his next little whore." She stepped in front of me, she was well over six feet and I was a dwarf compared t
Ever since I was a little girl, I have always loved the moon and the stars. Months ago, I saw a post on P*******t about the moon and the stars. The poster had described the stars as symbols of truth and guidance and the crescent moon; a symbol of new beginnings. But as I gazed into the moon and saw how dim it looked, I realised that my life would never have a new beginning. I was a little ball of lightness being sucked into a world of darkness and misery. Ares was a troubled man. A man with his past clutching onto him tightly. Refusing to let go. I let out a deep breath as I recalled the latest events. With Serena being a major bitch, Ares– the dominant and calculative man, being an unjust jerk and me, Akira the slave, stuck in the middle of all the chaos. Footsteps behind me shook me away from my dark thoughts. I looked beside me to find the silhouette of a male. He stepped forward and I was met with a tall, lean young man. He looked my age and he was very handsome. He walked t