The Wedding

“The wedding”

POV Samatha

My life remains the same until the day of Kyle and Melanie’s wedding. I get up and do dishes. Sneak off for a washroom break and always stay in the bathroom longer than I should. Lots of stuff gets bounced off my head. It feels like it’s less than when I started, but that could be the brain damage talking. It can’t be normal to bounce off so many things off one person’s head before their brain breaks. I don’t know. I just know I refused to let it break my spirt. “I am a strong, confident wolf,” I continue thinking. Once I said it out loud, and Amanda laughed. I held myself ready to be hit by something, but it never came, until later, over something else. I dropped a spoon on the floor.

Everything was going somewhat smoothly. Until I ran to grab a bucket from the supply cupboard for Amanda. I was purposely taking my time in the cupboard when Kyle came

He pulls me towards him, crushing his mouth into mine. I melt into his touch, the mate-bond portraying me. Kyle suddenly hugs me tight, then slams me into the supply shelf, knocking containers and cutlery all over the floor. He rubs himself against me. I can feel his enormous erection as I’m instantly aroused, my panties wet with desire. I feel my whole body burn. I want him and I want him now. He continues to kiss me deeply. He stops and runs his tongue down my neck and slowly nibbles. I purr as I feel a warmth spread all over my body, almost sending me over the top. He pulls me close and sniffs the nap of my neck. Taking in my scent. He nibbles again harder and harder almost marking me. I cry out in pleasure, wrapping my arms around his head, pulling him into me. My body shakes and tingles. I let out a loud moan, trembling as I come hard Kyle lets me go and walks out the door, leaving it open.

Oh no, did someone hear that? I’m confused, bewilder and horny. I want more, never a delightful combination.

I sort myself out, grab a random bucket, and head back to the kitchen. Amanda is furious. After, a few random objects get thrown my way in anger. Amanda gives me the night off for smelling like sex. Totally worth the head trauma. I sneak into the empty room beside mine with a working bath and take a long, hot bath. It’s exhilarating, the most relaxed I’ve been in a long time. The room has a ton of bath oils, and I pour a ton of lavender and vanilla oil in the bathtub. I usually take quick showers in this forbidden room. However, I know everyone is going to be busy with the wedding. So I can take my time and enjoy myself. I clean up the room throughly when I’m done. I’m actually surprised to find the room empty with the guests coming from all over for the wedding.

I’m about to change from my robe and leave the room when Kyle steps in.

“I see you’ve made use of the room I set a side, for you,” He smiles.

He moves towards me, cups my cheeks, and kisses me passionately. I feel a rush of warmth between my legs. Then he picks me up and cradles me gently against him before tossing me in the middle of the kingsize bed. He leaps on top of me like a savage beast, forcing my hands on top of my head. Kyle holds them in place with one hand and with the other, he opens my robe and caresses my breast while sucking on my nipples. He starts to nibble on my breast then bites down gently and glides his hand down slowly towards my groin. He slips his fingers above my panties and rubs in circles until I feel a rush of heat all over my body. I start to tremble like I’m on fire. Then he stops pleasuring me abruptly and just lays there with me. When I cool down, he pulls me close and snuggles into me with his arm around me, and falls asleep. I’m trapped. 

Trapped with Melanie’s husband on her wedding night.

This cannot end well.