ELARA
My legs moved as if they belonged to someone else all numb amf barely stead but they moved. And that was enough. The door shut behind me with a soft click that seemed to seal me in like a cage or a trap I’d walked into willingly. He didn’t speak again but just watched. His hand was still wrapped around his cock stroking it slow and smooth witj every pass of his palm causing another pulse of wetness between my legs. The water around him rippled in lazy rhythm with each glide of his fist and all I could do was stare all hungry and humiliated and soaked. My breath came shallow as I moved closer. One step followed bu another. I didn’t dare look him in the eye. I stared at his chest instead that wad broad and solid and dusted with faint black hair and his skin was gleaming under the bathroom’s dim light. There were scars there too crossing his ribs and trailing toward his abdomen. Proof of battles and power. Proof that he was everything I’d been warned about. I stopped a few feet from the tub. Close enough to smell the musk rising from the water. “Closer.” He said his voice rough like gravel and whiskey all low enough to vibrate in my chest. I swallowed and obeyed. My knees hit the cool marble floor beside the tub. I sank slowly unsure if I was kneeling to clean or kneeling to serve. Maybe both. Maybe I just wanted to be on my knees in front of him. His cock twitched at the sight and I glanced up to meet his eyes for the first time. They were so dark and cold and unreadable. But underneath it there was alsp hunger. My lips parted and I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t form words even if I tried. He leaned forward slightly his elbow braced on the edge of the tub, the motion causing water to slosh higher around his thighs. His cock stood fully out of the water now thick and flushed and proud. A single bead of precum glistened at the tip like a drop of moonlight. “I told you to help.” He said again but slow and dangerous now. My stomach twisted at the meaning. He means I don’t have to but you want to and damn right I want to. That voice inside me was whispering filthy things now. Louder than the guilt and louder than the fuming shame. I leaned forward my hands braced on the edge of the tub and heart pounding so hard it hurt. My face was mere inches from him now. My breath hit his cock warm and shaky and still he didn’t stop me. I looked up again and he raised an eyebrow just once. I blinked then let my tongue slip out all tentative just to taste. The tip of him was salty like velvet. He hissed once and the first sound of need I’d heard from him. And godsssss it did something to me. I licked again slower this time tracing the underside of his shaft. My mouth opened wider as I moved breath catching in my throat and before I knew it, the head was in my mouth so full and heavy and stretching my jaw. I smearing precum over my tongue like sin. He groaned so deep and his hips twitched upward just slightly. “Fuck!! You’ve never done this, have you?” He muttered. I shook my head my mouth still full. He growled low and his hand tangle in my hair not forcing yet but ready. “Such a good little maid. So desperate to be useful.” I moaned softly around him the sound vibrating through his cock and he swore again. His grip tightened then he started to thrust. It was slow at first guiding me down and letting me feel every inch of him, letting me choke and whimper and drool around his size. My hands gripped the edge of the tun my nails digging into marble and tears springing to my eyes as he pushed deeper. “You take it so well. Didn’t think you would. Thought I’d break you.” He grunted. He already has because I was a mess now wifj spit coating my chin and eyes glassy and body shaking as he fucked my throat with slow controlled thrusts. I should’ve hated this or backed away but I was burning and soakeddd. My ruined panties clung to me like a second skin and every time his cock pushed past my lips, my pussy clenched empty and aching. He looked down and saw the flush in my cheeks smd the dazed shine in my eyes and the way I rubbed my thighs together without meaning to. He pulled out slowly letting my lips drag along his shaft leaving me gasping and open mouthed and spit glistening on my chin. “You dripping already? From just sucking my cock?” He asked and I blinked in dazed unable to lie. He reached forward his hand between my thighs and cupped me through my soaked underwear. I gasped my body jolting because no one has ever touched me there. His fingers pressed against my slick folds rubbing once through the fabric. “Fuck! So soaked.” His thumb circled my clit. “You want to be used don’t you girl?” He asked but I could only I whimpered. “Say it.” “I-I want to be used Alpha.” His eyes lit with something wicked. “Then turn around and keep those knees on the floor.” He growled. I obeyed without thinking since I was too wrecked to process the filth in his voice amd the danger in his eyes. My body moved before my mind could catch up turning slowly my knees pressing harder into the cold marble floor. My spine arch and trembling hands bracing against the edge of the tub as I presented myself to him like an offering. I was still fully clothed but that didn’t matter. My dress clung to my damp skin all soaked with sweat and arousal and the mess of hours of humiliation. I felt pathetic. I felt dirty and also wanted. And that made it worse because rhat made me drip. Behind me I heard the water slosh and shift. The sound of Alpha Kael rising from the tub was like thunder cracking through my chest. I felt him before I saw him as the heat of his body moving closer and the shadow of him falling over me as my heart pounded hard enough to choke me. His hand reached out and grabbed the hem of my dress yanking it up roughly over my hips and baring my backside and my thighs and my soaked through panties that stuck between my folds like a second skin. He hissed low and guttura and I didn’t dare look back. I stared straight ahead my lips parted and barely breathing. “You’re soaked.’ He muttered almost like he was angry about it like it offended him. His fingers hooked into the waistband of my ruined underwear and he didn’t bother to pull them down gently. He ripped them anmd the sound of the fabric tearing loud and sharp and my breath hitched as cool air hit my slick heat. For a second, there was silence. Tension so thick I thought I might explode from it. Then I felt the head of his cock so wide and impossibly hard press against my entrance. He didn’t tease or warn but just pushed. I cried out my fingers clawing at the tub edge as he forced himself inside in one brutal stroke splitting me wide and stealing the breath from my lungs. He was too big and too thick. I felt every inch of him stretching me and dragging through my tight untrained walls making my eyes blurr with the sheer pressure of it. I should’ve begged him to stop. I should’ve screamed but all that came out of my mouth was a broken and helpless moan and the worst part was how wet I sounded when he bottomed out and his hips flush against my ass. He stilled for a moment deep inside me witj one hand gripping my waist like a vice and the other tangling in my hair and yanking my head back. His mouth came close to my ear his breath hot and ragged. “You feel like fucking heaven little maid.” He growled his voice thick with need and something darker. “Tight and wet and fucking made for me. You were walking around this house with this little cunt soaking and no one touching it? No one ruining it? Fucking waste.” Then he pulled back and slammed into me again hard enough to knock the air from my lungs and to make my knees scrape painfully on the marble and then again and again witj each thrust rougher than the last. The sound of skin slapping echoed in the vast room so filthy and wet and unrelenting. He fucked me like he hated me like he needed to break me open and godsd maybe I wanted him to. Every time his hips crashed against my ass his cock grinding deep into a place I never knew existed. My pussy would clenched tighter desperate for more and for all of it. My mind blurred into nothing but sensation the searing stretch and the slap of his body against mine and the brutal movr he carved into me without mercy. “You don’t get to hide from me now. You walked into my room and got on your knees and begged with your eyes. You knew what you were doing.” Hesnarled pounding harder and faster. I didn’t answer. He grabbed a fistful of my hair again pulling me upright so my back arched into him, my breasts rising and falling with each gasp. He leaned down teeth grazing my neck and his voice thick with hunger. “I should mark you right now. Fill this tight cunt and make you mine for real. But then I’d have to kill every fucking wolf who looks at you.” “Alpha.” I whimpered my voice cracking as his thrusts grew erratic and deeper somehow more. “Say it again.” He grunted slamming into me with a brutal snap of his hips. “Alpha - pleaseeee!” I choked out pleasure coiling so tightly in my belly it felt like pain. “Please what? You want to come on my cock little maid? You want to make a mess for me? Beg for it.” He demanded “Please. Alpha please let me come.” I sobbed, the words falling from my lips without pride or thought. “Pleasee pleazeee. I need it- I need -” He grabbed my hips with both hands and fucked me, brutal and deep dragging me back onto his cock with each thrust like he was claiming every inch of my body and then he reached around and rubbed my clit fast and rough. I shattered as my orgasm ripped through me like lightning my body seizing and my thighs shaking and my pussy clenching down so hard around him that he cursed and bit down on my shoulder not enough to mark but close. His own orgasm followed a second later, a roar tearing from his chest as he spilled inside me so hot and thick as pulse after pulse of cum flood me as he ground his hips into mine not stopping until he was wrung dry. We collapsed forward together, my chest against the cold edge of the tub and his weight heavy behind me. His cock was still deep and his breath hot against the side of my neck. I was shaking and boneless and used and filled to the max. My thighs were slick and his spend dripping down already. My body wrecked and marked and ruined but I’d never felt more alive.Bella. I thought it was over. That Marco had finished his brutal claiming and that the sight of his men groaning and spilling their lust across the concrete floor would be the end of it. My body was still trembling ans still quaking with aftershocks when he held me pinned to the hood of the SUV his cock buried deep inside me amd his chest pressed hard against my heaving breasts.But Marco wasn’t finished.His head lifted dark eyes gleaming with something sharper than lust like a cruel possessive fire. He looked at his men every single one of them breathless, fists slick, their cocks still twitching still needy even after release.“On your knees” he barked.The sound of boots scuffing against concrete filled the garage. Every single one of them dropped with rifles still slung across their shoulders but their eyes never leaving me.Marco leaned back just slightly still keeping me stretched full and his hand sliding down to press against my swollen messy pussy where his cum was already
Bella. I thought the office was the limit. That his roughness and his tenderness and the way he claimed me under those city lights would be the farthest line we crossed. But Marco…Marco didn’t know what limits were.The next night he told me not to wear anything under the trench coat he tossed at me. No panties and no bra just bare skin under silk lining. My legs nearly buckled when I realized where he was leading me (not to the office this time and notnot to some discreet hotel) but to the underground garage where his men waited armed and unreadable.“Marco -” My voice cracked. My heart raced so hard I thought it would claw out of my chest.“Quiet” he murmured his hand heavy at my nape as he guided me forward. “You wanted to know what it means to belong to me. Tonight they’ll know it too.”The men stood in a half circle rifles slung across their shoulders ans eyes sharp. Not one of them flinched when Marco sat me on the hood of a black SUV parting my coat until the cool air kissed
Bella. The air was still heavy with sex and the scent of sweat and skin and his release dripping down my thighs when the sharp click of the office door unlocking sliced through the haze. My body went rigid under him panic flashing in my chest but Marco didn’t even lift his head from where his mouth was latched to my breast sucking lazily like he had all the time in the world.“Marco- Someone- - Stop-!” I hissed trying to push him off but he growled against my nipple biting hard enough to make me cry out. The door swung open and I froze but Marco didn’t. His hips jerked cock sliding back into my slick heat in one brutal thrust making me choke on a gasp. He pinned me harder to the desk his hand clamping over my mouth just as footsteps hit the threshold.“Sir - ?” a voice wavered. Male which is one of his assistants.Marco didn’t even look up. He pumped into me with slow strokes his cock dragging deep as if daring me to make a sound. My eyes went wide begging him but his only answer
Bella. His fingers tore my panties aside like they were paper snd the cold air hit my soaked heat before his touch followed hot and rough sliding straight through me like he had been waiting his whole life. My back arched a cry spilling from my lips but his hand clamped over my mouth before the sound could echo too loud.“Quiet. You’ll ruin us both.” he rasped his forehead pressing against mine and eyes wild. I nodded though my body betrayed me grinding shamelessly into his palm. His fingers thrust deeper and faster curling inside me until stars burst behind my eyes. Then he pulled away sudden and brutal leaving me empty and shaking. My protest barely formed before he was undoing his belt and the harsh snap echoing in the quiet dining room. My heart slammed in my chest.When he freed himself I nearly sobbed. Thick and heavy and straining. He was wayyyyy bigger than I’d ever imagined. My thighs pressed tighter but he shoved them apart again, growling. “You asked for consequence. Do
Bella. The city hadn’t changed much but I had. When the car pulled up to the gates of the De Luca estate, my stomach twisted with a thousand things I didn’t want to name. Nerves maybe. Excitement but a little. But mostly heat and it was the kind that made my palms sweaty even though the air conditioning was blasting.I hadn’t seen him in years. My guardian and my so-called protector and the man whose shadow I’d lived under for as long as I could remember. Don Marco De Luca. Everyone else called him ruthless or cold blooded and untouchable.I’d always just called him…Marco.The gates opened all tall and black iron swallowing me whole and I pressed my thighs together when I realized how hard my heart was beating. It was stupid so stupid to feel like this. He was practically family. More than family since he is my father’s best friend. The man who had raised me after tragedy.But my body didn’t care about logic.The car rolled to a stop in front of the mansion and I stepped out smoothin
ELARA. The walls were mirrors. Not just on one side but all around. Floor to ceiling. The room glowed with candlelight and power and the scent of jasmine, wine and lust curling through the air like smoke. It was silent but it wasn’t empty. Across the room there are a few masked figures lounged on velvet chairs, quiet as ghosts but eyes glittering behind black and red.I stood in the center of it all barefoot on marble wearing only sheer black lace that clung to my body like a second skin. My collar sparkled at my throat. My rounded belly (still small and soft) pushed against the fabric unmistakably marked by Kael’s seed. My nipples were hard through the lace and my thighs damp.They were here for us as they were invited by him. Strangers with power and rank and and dirty secret desires. But tonight they would only watch. Silent witnesses to something they would never touch. Never taste.And I felt high on it. Drunk on being the center of his world and the obsession of theirs. Kael s