Nerissa
His eyes glow yellow in the darkness of the booth. His wolf has surfaced and growls from deep in his throat. The vibrations from his guttural growl send electricity through my body and every single nerve pings alive. I want him but now my body needs him. I want to feel his long thick cock deep in my pussy. The fat tip of his cock pushes in to the tight entrance to my pussy. I hover on him and rotate my hips, teasing him with the wetness that is just out of his reach. ‘Now.’ His voice is deep and powerful, and the wolf in his eyes has grown fierce. His hands are firm on my waist and he stops me from moving off of his tip again.
He pulls me down firmly and the bulbous head of his cock punches through my entrance and into my pussy. My walls give way to him but scream out in protest at his size. ‘Mmm, Yes.’ My moan is lost in the music that is being blasted from the mini speakers that are positioned above the booth. He has heard me though. He focuses on my face as he pulls me down further. Each inch of his cock feels like he has filled me to my absolute maximum capacity, and then he slides me down again. ‘Oh, God. Yes.’ My lustful cries illicit a carnal response from the wolf beneath me. I have never felt such a beast inside me. ‘I’m going to make you come all over this cock.’ Yes please, I say to myself.
When I slide down the last inch to his thick base a tearing sensation rips through my pussy. The girth of his shaft has increased to an unholy size, and I can’t accommodate this part of him. I pull myself up his shaft a couple of inches and wait for the pain to go. ‘Mmm, you’re so tight.’ His mouth moves closer to my breast and he flicks his tongue out over my hard nipple, which makes me shiver with pleasure on his dick. The walls of my insides throb and clench on to him. I need to fuck this dick before I come all over him. I start to move up and down his shaft slowly, and his face contorts as the pleasure builds inside him. He isn’t far from meeting his end in me.
‘Yes, Yes… YES!’ He propels me now, up and down his length faster and deeper, until I can hardly breathe from the pressure of his huge cock in me. I don’t know how it hasn’t erupted out of my throat. The sheer length of his cock is unfathomable. My insides feel battered from the ferocity of his thrusts. I grip his shoulders for some stability and dig my nails deep into his flesh from the pleasure building in my abdomen. ‘Nerissa, fuck me.’ His lustful voice fills my ears and his blatant want for me sends me over the edge. As I come apart on his cock, and my muscles spams, clenching him tight, and I rotate my hips to welcome him in to the unchartered depths of my cunt. His grunt and groan of ecstasy enhances my own orgasm as his warm, thick seed is shot deep into me.
Sweat beads on both of our foreheads as we come to a rest. My body continues to twitch from the lingering effects of the first decent fuck I’ve had in a long time. The last ripple of pleasure washes over me and I slump onto his chest for a moment. I can hear his heart beating frantically against his ribs and I can’t help but smile to myself. ‘That was so good.’ He sounds drunk from the effects of my come all over him. Shit! I pull myself off of his softening cock and reach from the stash of baby wipes that are hidden under the couch.
When I finally find them I pull a big handful of the moist wipes from the packet and start wiping the streaks of my white juices off his manhood. I was too caught up in the moment to think about how he would react to my come. A sirens sexual bodily fluids are dangerous to others outside of our species, it can cause death with prolonged exposure. I need to clean him up quickly. Had I known I would be having sex tonight I would have bought an antidote with me. His eyes have gone dull as his senses are being shut down one by one from the toxins now running through his system.
I lift his balls with one hand and wipe under them. The last traces of me have been removed. I carefully slip is cock back inside his trousers and do up the zip. My heart is racing in my chest and anxiety ties a knot in my stomach. Please, come out of this. If Logan pops his head in now to check on things then I’m fucked. My cover will be blown and I’ll have to move on again. I’ve just got settled here too.
‘Hmmm…’ He turns to look at me and blinks rapidly. ‘What are you?’ His voice holds no anger and his smile puts me at ease. ‘Well, I’m not a werewolf.’ His eyebrows shoot up and he sits up fast. ‘Don’t worry I’m hardly going to say anything am I?’ I can’t help but laugh at the look of worry on his face. ‘I’m a Siren. Nerissa.’ I can see his mind ticking over behind his eyes before he finally smiles again. ‘Nice to meet you Nerissa. So, what gave me away then?’ His intrigue makes me like him even more. We are a race rarely found out of the sea or its local vicinity. Let alone this far inland. I’m going to have to be careful about what I tell this werewolf until I know him better. I’m certain my father will be offering a substantial reward for my ‘safe return’.
We sit together in silence for a moment. ‘Would you like your dance now?’ I’m surprised by his bellowing laugh which rattles the wooden sides of the booth. ‘No Nerissa. I would like to get to know you a bit.’ My own nervous giggle doesn’t break through the racket that still throbs through the speakers. I watch him as he stretches his arms up above his head, and the buttons on his shirt strain across his large pecks. His bulging biceps nearly tear the arm seams wide open. He must at least be a Beta wolf, if not an Alpha. His huge size and the natural confidence that oozes from him isn’t synonymous with a lowly position within a pack. He is used to his orders being followed.
‘Tell me about yourself Nerissa. Why are you so far from home?’ I turn away from him. His stare is unyielding and it is making me nervous. ‘You don’t know I’m far from home. Why don’t we talk about you instead. Tell me about yourself?’ He runs his hand down my bare arm, making the little hairs stand on end, and my stomach flips. I’m not used to having such a chemical reaction to anyone other than another Siren. ‘Well, I’m Alpha Cr…’ He stops short and an expression of worry and anger passes over his face. His wolf hides just below the surface of his skin. His face turns red and he leaps up from his seat quickly. I jump up from my seat in surprise and he stops in his tracks. When he turns to me I can see the anger has passed and in it’s place a look of dread has settled on him.
‘I’m so sorry Nerissa, I need to go. My pack needs me. The Alliance needs me.’ He brushes my cheek with what I suppose is a good bye kiss and leaves the curtains flapping in his wake. The smell of him lingers on my skin and the couch. I don’t want to leave this small booth where I have felt the happiest I have in a long time. I know as soon as I leave through those curtains my daydream of a fairytale life will crash and burn around me. I suppose now I can deal with the thick trail of his seed that has begun to drip slowly from my pussy and down my thighs. I grab a handful of the wet wipes and begin cleaning myself up. At least now I can walk down stairs without the evidence of my misdeed on show for everyone to see.
No one stares unusually at me as I walk though the club a few minutes later. A couple of regulars call me over to let me know they want a private dance. My heart isn’t in it anymore today, I think I should just go home and ponder this mysterious werewolf some more. ‘I don’t know what the High Alpha would see in her.’ Tanisha looks me up and down while she talks to Brianna. ‘I don’t know, it’s not like she is even that pretty.’ I bite my tongue and walk quickly into the changing room. I’ll deal with those bitches later. My heart is thudding once again against my rib cage and my mind whirls as I process what I just heard. He was the High Alpha. He can’t be. The smell of him floats up from between my legs and the ache that still radiates through my inside is enough to convince me they must be right. I just fucked with the High Alpha, and I will make sure it isn’t the only time. He doesn’t know it yet, but he is mine.
SeleneHe is coming. His growl rumbles ominously like thunder around me and his feet crash to a stop just in front of my nose. The thick cream carpet under my bed tickles my nostrils, making me nearly sneeze, and I bury my face down into my shoulder to stop the noise escaping me. If he finds me he will slaughter me too. Just like my mother and sister. I hold my breath and fight the urge to not mess myself. He hasn’t moved. My heart hammers in my chest when he breathes in deeply. He has caught my scent, my fear has led him directly to me. I have two choices. I can stay here and hide and hope that by some miracle he doesn’t find me, or I can run and try and fight my way free. The choice is ripped from my hands as the bed is flipped easily from above me. I’m exposed, cowering in my hiding place. The bed crashes violently into the wall behind me and it smashes into a million pieces and bits of hard wood fly around the room like arrows. The ear-splitting smash almost covers
ClineI’m too late. The smell of death smacks me in my face and I can hardly breath. He wouldn’t. They wouldn’t. I say it over and over like a mantra in my head as I race towards my home, where my wife and two daughters wait for me. They are well protected. I have ten of my best and fiercest delta wolves as our personal guard. No Lycan can take down all of my staff, but more than one Lycan sways the odds dramatically in their favour. My strong wolf legs drive me forwards and I leap over the Northern perimeter wall of my garden. I land in a cold congealed puddle of blood. Stephan’s headless body lays ripped to pieces at my feet. His head is nowhere to be seen. I raise my snout into the air and the scent of Lycan scum is overpowering. ‘Anna, where are you?’ She hasn’t answered me though the mind link in over half an hour. The last words from her to enter my mind were her blood curdling screams and begs for help. My heart thumps furiously behind my huge, strong, wolf ribc
Silas The entirety of our delta force stands congregated before me. They have been called from their posts at our borders and any protective detail they have been assigned to. Our Alpha needs us and we will all answer his call. ‘We have one objective.’ I bark at the one hundred wolves before me. ‘We find Selene and we bring her home.’ In unison they raise their heads to the sky and howl. No one tries to destroy our pack and no one fucks with our Alpha or his family. They split off and zigzag in every direction. The Alpha’s thanks and gratitude is on the line and every wolf wants the glory of finding Selene alive and returning her home to her father. How could we have been so naïve to think that Blood Moon Pack wouldn’t react with such violence? I think we underestimated their want for vengeance, and how the loss of face to their King would affect their response. No one could have thought they would retaliate the very same night. But the level of violence and the fact
CroninI watch as all the Alpha’s of the Alliance arrive. They are quick to answer my call as they should be. The news of tonight’s events will have spread like wildfire through all the pack’s. My mood darkens further when the unmistakable stretch limousine of the Lycan King, flanked each side by riders on motorbikes and tailed by four black SUV’s, pulls through the gate. The last SUV parks off to the side of the gate and I see two Lycans get out of the car. Even in their human form they cannot hide what they are. The way they move gives them away. I didn’t expect the King himself to attend tonight’s meeting, maybe that dreadful Alpha Lucius who is the local authority for him. How did he get here so quickly when he lives hours away from here? My mind flicks back to the club and her warm tight pussy. I need to see Nerissa again and soon. I could kill Alpha Cline myself. To bring this kind of heat and pressure down on me and all the Alpha’s of the Alliance is unheard of
Cronin‘Please, High Alpha, don’t let them kill him!’ Her voice screams into my head as I descend away from the growls and snarls that ring through the entrance hall above me. ‘I will try my best Sapphire.’ I will, but I don’t know what I can do to help. He is the one that I answer to I do not have the strength to challenge his decisions. The way my Alpha’s have to respect and obey me is the same for me to the King. Do they not realise this. He is in charge, he is the one calling the shots.Below ground in the darkness and privacy the earth provides, I have made a huge arena. The main area is two storeys tall and a wide-open space that is easily as long and wide as a football pitch. At one end is a Bar for happier occasions, like birthdays, when huge celebrations fill the place with laughter and music. It the very middle is a large circular pit that sinks three metres further into the ground. The pit is where grudges and bad blood can be fought out fairly, between the two opposing par
Cline The cold iron hits my wrists and a jolt of pain radiates up each of my arms. I grit my teeth together so I don’t make a noise. I won’t give the Lycan King the satisfaction. The clink of the chains tinkle in my ears as my wrists are wrenched sharply away from my body. My arms are slowly winched higher and higher in time to the squeak of the handle being turned. The chains drag along the ground to the two huge, solid posts that are situated in the very middle of the stage. My shirt rips from a nail head that protrudes from the wooden floor. The ringing in my head makes it hard to concentrate on what is happening around me. I can sense the other Alpha’s holding their breath. None of them were brave enough to take a stand like I did, and now I know why. I don’t feel brave at all, instead I am the shell of the man I was this morning. I am destroyed. My arms start to rise from the floor as the winch pulls me up towards the posts. The last time these posts were used fo
Cline ‘Twenty your Majesty?’ Lord twat face responds incredulously and I could laugh if not for the seriousness of my situation. ‘Yes Lucius unless you disagree with your King? You have already murdered his wife and two daughters. If he survives this then that is a pain he will need to live with for the rest of his life, however long that may be.’ I hear him huff and sit down heavily on a chair. Of course he wouldn’t miss this. All the years of underhanded tactics to outdo each other in business has come down to this. Death. Too much death for something as simple as money and pride. I would rather be poor and a coward but still have my family by my side. ‘Solomon, you will deliver the punishment.’ The King declares and I hear him take his seat. No one stands to defend me. Not a single man or woman amongst my kin will call out this barbaric King on the death sentence he just handed me. I am the only one who is stupid enough to go against the Lycan’s and this punishment
DameonHuge lumps of his pink flesh fall in ragged lumps heavily to the floor. ‘Eighteen’ Another crack of the whip shatters the silence in the enormous room. Little speckles of his warm red blood spray the ten or so meters and land on my hands. I have to watch the punishment. If I were to turn away now then it would be a sign of weakness. I look at Lucius out of the corner of my eyes and his smile sends a shiver down my spine. His eyes glaze over from satisfaction at the awful sight in front of him. Maybe I should have sentenced the foolish wolf to death. It would have been kinder than putting him through this drawn-out execution. ‘Nineteen.’ He doesn’t move between lashes now. I’m pretty sure he lost consciousness around number fourteen. I’m astonished he didn’t even scream out in pain, not even once. It’s not often you meet a werewolf with such a high pain threshold. Even a Lycan would have succumbed to the agony at some point. ‘Twenty.’ The last blow lands and fina