Christian's P.O.V
This was my first day today at the college after the vacations before the new session. I was not new here as I was pursuing the third year of education in the college. With just a blink of an eye I could recognize all the old and new faces. I could feel the heated gazes on me and the lust behind their eyes as well for me.
Their desire, their need, their strong attraction towards me was clear as day on in their eyes as they took a glimpse at me and tried to hide it. It was hilarious that they thought I would not know what was running through their minds if they averted their eyes and did not look at me. The scent of arousal appeared to be so heavy in the air that I did not even need to see their faces to know they wanted me inside them.
I knew my effect on girls, my impact on their desires and I was not shy to use that desire to my full advantage. I liked to play with them, use them for my sexual pleasure. The only need that I had for them was sexual, and I made sure that they know it.
Being a werewolf in a human based college was a hard thing for me. But since our city did not have any werewolf based college, this was my only option. Moreover, I was the Alpha of the Golden Moon Pack, a gift that I had received from a long line of werewolf ancestors and Moon Goddess.
All the werewolves are born naturally attractive. They have the natural beauty, that grace and wild desires that humans can only imagine in their dreams of having. Werewolves also have the kind of sexual aura that attracts humans to them strongly. Apart from that, what differentiated us from the humans was the fact, that we were ten times more strong than them.
We could break a human's bones in pieces and arrange it again in his body to the tiny nerve, we had that kind of power. But that is also the reason that we hid from them. Our strength was greater than them, but in numbers humans were hundred times more than us. The only way to save our powers from their eyes was to hide it from them in the depths of the dark valleys and jungles.
We lived in packs. Each city or town had a different pack run by a different leader that they called an 'Alpha'. The alpha was like the king of that pack who had the responsibility of keeping the pack safe from attacks of humans or other packs. I was given the alpha title as soon as I was born twenty three years ago, but at the age of Eighteen I officially took the place.
The strongest part of a pack was the alpha. But after him, or actually, equal to him is Luna, an Alpha's mate, a real soulmate. Werewolves have destined soulmates that they call their mate. They live with her and spend an eternity together. Their bond is stronger than any relation that ever has born or will be tied. Their bond also strengthens the pack. The closeness and togetherness is what drives a pack for a better future and represents their love.
I never believed in love. And I never believed in having a mate. I could not believe that having a girl as a mate for life was ever going to satisfy me. Getting tied to someone for the rest of my life looked like a living disaster and waste of life to me. I saw the other pack members, hanging by the every word that their mate said to them, behaving like lovesick puppies the whole fucking day. How could it be possible to behave like that when you have found a mere mate? What is the big thing about having a mate?
I believed in taking what was mine. Even the mere thought of starting to behave like my pack members do with their mate, ready to give their everything to their mate just to see them happy, even die without a second thought was not a question.
I could not grasp that how could a person change his complete personality after finding his mate. She was going to be just a damn girl, like thousands of others in the whole wide world, what the hell was special about her?
Every girl that I had landed my eyes upon till this day were ready to fall in my bed in an instant. And my purpose was only that, fuck them until I am satisfied and move to the next one. My world revolved around pleasure. And I had the strong belief that my mate was going to be the same as other girls I met every day of my life.
The minute I entered the college, my eyes roamed around the hall to find my next target for the day. Our sexual appetite was also much stronger than of humans. It was impossible for us to even a day without sex. And in the days of our prime like this, well we needed sex all the time of the day. It did not take me much time to find what I was looking for.
My gaze came to rest upon a girl standing with her friends, wearing a mini skirt on her petite body. Her eyes met mine as she turned her head and in the next second I knew she was mine for the day as a smile took over her pink lips. I signaled her to meet me in the boys washroom and walked away.
Just as I stepped inside the washroom, I felt her behind me. Smirking at my victory, I grabbed her arm and pulled her in a free booth, slamming the door shut behind us. Pinning her against the wall, I grabbed her waist and pulled her body against mine, feeling every inch of her. My lips landed upon hers as I started to kiss her roughly. My mouth moved against hers, taking everything that she had to offer as my hand found its way inside her top, finding her round fullness and squeezing it to my heart's content.
Her moans vibrated though me, escaping her lips. Anyone could clearly hear what we were doing inside the booth but I did not care. My hand found its way under her skirt to rub her through her panty, which made her cry out louder and grip my cock through the rough cloth of my jeans.
And that was enough invitation and tease for me to make my next move. Pulling my jeans down my knees I ripped her panty off her thighs and then the next thing I knew, my cock was inside her as I pounded inside her mercilessly.
(ContinuingChristian's P.O.V) ------------------------------------------------------ After fucking her hard, and satisfying myself with three orgasms and multiple orgasms from her pussy, my gaze dropped upon my watch to notice that it had already been thirty minutes since the class had started. Smirking and shaking my head, I let the girl drop from my arms to gather her wits while I got dressed again and walked out of the washroom to go to the class. I was making my way to an empty seat when the bitch professor stopped me, making me roll my eyes in irritation at her continued yak yak. She continued to spout bullshit while I started roaming my eyes around the whole class to search for another chick to pass my time later. Suddenly my eyes landed upon the most beautiful girl I had ever laid my eyes upon. She had
Ava's P.O.V --------------- As the day passed, I realized that I had come to like Elliot even more than I had liked after meeting him in the morning. Elliot was the kind of boy that the girl's dreamed about meeting just once in their lifetime to have a chance of an eternity with them. He had the boyish charm of a boy next door type of looks. With his blue, sharp eyes, raven hair that fell on his forehead and a curl tickled the top of his left eyebrow, the very impressive dressing sense with a slight loose t shiart, black jeans and denim jacket to finish the look, I knew that in just a few hours only he had become the eye candy of many girls today, even boys, per se. And the most
When Ava calmed down and the effect of the hot kiss faded a bit, Ava put her hands on his chest and gave a harsh push to move him away from herself but her attempt was useless as he did not even bulge from his spot. She was breathing really hard and so was he. The only difference was that she was angry right now and he... well aroused. "Get off me right now you fucking asshole!" Ava shouted furiously, "What the hell do you think you are doing? Who gave you the right to kiss me?" She screamed in his face while trying to throw him off herself but his body was like a rock statue, not even moving from the spot he was standing at. But then the words that came out of her mouth seem to rile him up again, making his anger return with full force. She could not believe how fast this man changed his moods. One minute he was aroused as hell and s
My eyes snapped open and I woke up with a start. Forest... Christian... A Kiss...? Wolf! The thoughts crashed inside my head like a wrecking-ball ready to destroy my headspace and burn everything inside it. The words, that sight of what happened to me inside the jungle... and then that wolf! The breaking big, scary, vicious looking wolf that was ready to chew me in one piece and throw my bones aside like the toothpicks made for his teeth only. It was a wolf, black, shiny wolf. Where had it come from again? Oh fuck! I almost screamed as the sight of Christian leaping up in the air and turning into a wolf halfway through that jump danced in front of my eyes through the haze of those wrenched out memories. And then my head started to
That whole night I was thinking about the unexpected situation of my life. Many things had changed in just one day. I'm someone's mate. An uninvited boy jumped into my life and messed it all up in just one day. He is over possessive, super crazy, strangely so cute, sexily handsome, super kisser and super arousing. He is everything that a girl would want in a boyfriend but he's not what I want. His arrogance feels unsettling to me. It's so strange to see someone walking in your life unexpectedly & fucking it all up the way want. I can't deny the fact that I feel connected to him. Being near him made me feel the things that I sure as hell wouldn't feel for an almost stranger. But this mate thing is getting into my nerves. How could I be some werewolf's mate? I'm just a simple everyday girl. He got angry just because I talked and hugged Elliot. By his tone I'm sure, he doesn't want me
I huffed out a sigh in relief when I saw that Christian was not coming after us. The look in his eyes had terrified me to death. I knew he was planning on killing me bit by bit. But I hoped my instinctive action had worked and pushed him away from me towards someone else who was ready to become his mate. I was not ready. I did not want to be his mate. My gaze finally went to Elliot, who was silently driving the car beside me. His whole concentration was on the road. As we drove in silence for a while, I decided to break the awkwardness. It was now or never. I was so embarrassed right then but I could not stay silent my whole life. So I took a deep breath and started with a bit of hesitation, "Uhh.. I am sorry Elliot for.... umm what I did.. I mean kissing you." Elliot's gaze came to
Christian's P.O.V (From 'When Ava kissed Elliot' til 'now')After cornering her in the classroom, I was ready to pounce on Ava and give her a piece of my mind the minute she was in my grasp. Making her understand about my world and me, giving her a taste of it sweetly was not working for me at all. So I decided to wait for her by the gate of collage.There was only so much I could take for the sake of her being a human. Right now, the only option left for me was to do the thing that I did the best. Threatening her may probably work. That is what I was planning to do so that she does not manage to slip through my fingers again. But then I saw Ava with that filthy douchebag Elliot.Fucking. Again!This situatio
Continuing Christian's POV----Before she could slip out of my grasp, I slid my arm in her waist and snatched her back while flipping her around to face me. Her eyes became full of fear as she stared at me and my hold in shock. Very good. That was exactly what I wanted to see in her eyes and will make sure to see it till my death.The fear will keep her bound to me. If she feared me then she will never dare to look at anyone else, will never put her feet out of the line that I will set for her. I wanted her under my complete control. And the fear that I was igniting inside her right now will make sure of that forever.The sight of her kissing that bastard would not stop roaming in front of my eyes co