Chapter 7

Kai’s POV

“No, it can't be!” I roar. Rising up, I escape to the balcony. I try my best, struggling with the heat, wishing I can be back on my feet, to take charge and come to him but the more I try, the worse it's getting. 

I struggle up, clicking the door open. Liam was waiting there, worried. Without expecting, I dragged him in, shutting the door. 

“Please… please, help me! I can't bear it again.” I moaned, my wolf was in control. My hate for him mixed with the rising tension, desire superseded it. 

His eyes narrowed, looking at me. “You can't be serious!” 

“I'm fucking serious!” 

“Isn't it you who threatened to report me to your dad?” He shifted away, cautious but I pulled him up against my chest. 

“Just help me at the moment please, we will figure out things later.” My eyes went dull with tears and pleas. My asshole was pulsing, I grabbed, trying to press hard, to suppress hormonal charges. 

Then Liam grab my shoulders fiercely looking into my face. “I'll not let you go if this is a set up.” He warns and I nod. 

“Not one.” 

He is wasting time, something I don't want. I manage to stand upright, independently. I drag my shorts and panties down, right away, heading to my shirt, unbuttoning and rolling it out. 

I throw myself upon Liam, he jerks, eyes wide open. Still in shock. 

I pull out, grabbing the first button of his shirt and begin to unbutton, from there to his trousers, unbuckling his belt and zipping him down. He steps out of his trousers, same time I turn over the railings of the balcony protruding, breathing deeply. 

He grabs my waist, possessively bumping his hard cock against me. I moan. 

“Fuck me please!” 

“Please!” I turn to see him bite his lower lips. His eyes glowing with a mischievous glance. 

“I'm gonna do it at my own will.” He says. He skips a second, then whispers into my ear. “If you want me to do well, then go down and suck me!” He airs the command. 

“I need you inside of me, how can I…..” 

“The you aren't ready to be fucked.” 

I am speechless. 

I have no choice but to descend to my knees, glaring at him with hate. 

He knows I'm not gay, not interested in a blow job but only my hole being filled, yet he asks for this. To me, it's like a punishment. 

My frown only gives him more joy. 

“Suck it!” He demands, his voice tinting with sarcasm. I grab him with my left palm, fingers curled around his massive length and with furrowed eyes, descend my lips on his balls. Licking off the salt. I twist my face but he burst into a row of laughter. 

“You want me now, you can't help!” He mocks. 

I fist my right hand tight. My lips sink deep into his cock, scrolling to and fro, eyes shut slightly. I inhale deeply, taking in the fury and taking upon myself humility just to get myself what I truly want. 

“Ahhh….. Mmmm.” He groans, head cocking back, his right hand on his waist and eyes slightly shut in ethereal fantasy as I sense. 

“Fuckkk!” I shut my eyes really tight, hating how he's enjoying it while I'm stooping so low. 

“When will you be satisfied?” I blurt out. 

“Ridiculous!” He whispers, shooting me a bewildered look. “You're a virgin, no wonder.” He taunts. 

“I was just asking a question!” I murmur. 

The next few minutes go on in silent suction with low, lyrical groans from him until I receive a smack on my ass. 

“Rise!” His voice looms with uncontrollable desire. 

I jump up, spinning round and resuming my former position while leaning against the railing. Both hands grab my sides, his tip brushing my ass, the midst and centering on the hole. 

Fingers part me fiercely. I gasp, tremble in reflex. It's like a spiraling sensation erupting from inside of me. 

Harder to control than what I felt before. 

“You move and I smack you thrice!” 

I am still in obedience. 

His cock drills closer, a finger precedes, digging deeper, another, then the third. My jaw drops, a loud, rumbling voice is next but his hand slides over my lips. 

Fuckkk! 

Isn't this a punishment? 

Liam pushes his body up, fingers sink deeper, curling around my walls. 

“So tight, babe.” His face on my side, lips graze my earlobe, tongue strikes and licks it. His right hand slides to the front, engulfing my cock. 

Urine sprouts out of me. I gulp in shame, dropping my face. He chuckles. 

Liam slides his fingers out after expanding me to his satisfaction and pushes his weapon in. I release a deep moan, suppressed by his palm. 

“You aren't permitted to moan.” He says. 

I grumble. He pushes deep. 

“Harder please…..” I grumble beneath. The body ache drops. He slows down and the scratches rushes up. I raise my hand up, grabbing his hand off my mouth. 

“Please….I’m in rut. Please don't punish me.” This was already a big punishment on its own. 

He sighs, smacks me and rushes deep. “I'm your master, okay? You can't order me. I order you.” 

“Say, yes Alpha!” 

“What?” I scold. 

“Say, yes Alpha!” 

An Alpha too but A-class, from Alpha origin, not an S-class Alpha like me. A superior can't bow to a junior Alpha but here I am, forced to bow and call him what he asks of me. 

“Yes Al–pha.” 

“Good boy!” 

He crashes in, deeper, sucking my earlobes. From my waist as he jerks into me, his hands glide up to my chest. They meet my nipples. 

“Jezzzz…..” 

Liam loses control, striking in with lightning speed, to and fro, groaning deeper than ever. 

He pulls out, turns me over. He shifts me to the wall, forces me to lean against it, one leg, his hand rubs over me, down my cock and ass like he owns me. 

A humiliating sensation mixes with desires, spiking things up. Guiding his cock, he dives in from underneath. 

“I'll fuck you till you can't walk again!” 

Like an electric shock, his words awakens my wolf. 

What will my dad say? 

What will Cerise think? 

Both of them know I'm with Liam but Cerise, the clingy talkative, knows Liam is gay. I'd reported to her last time but not to dad. 

I swallowed a massive lump, in time with curiosity. The fear gets downed. The bliss of the moment swallows them up. Right now, Liam inside of me matters most. 

Guy is so good! 

He fucks me so sweet that I throw my head back, eyes shut and hands clutching tight to his arms. 

“I want him or nothing!” I confirm inside of me, fueling the fire to seal this contract with him. 

It's time to take my dominance. Soon. 

Our grinding extends from the balcony to the bedroom. From one-leg fuck style to doggy where he has to place a collar on my neck, drag-fucking me. Fast. Brutal. I’m just definitely gonna go crazy. For real. The bliss is indescribably ecstatic. Pure fantasy. 

“Ride me harder, Al-pha…..” I say in a tone of submission. 

“Fuckkkk!” He coils. “Make me cum, pretty boy.” 

My body weakens with sweetness. He grabs me tighter, digging into me at uncontrollable speed. 

“I’m gonna cum.” He grits his teeth. 

“Make me come.” 

I have to press the bed tighter, lest I’m swayed over. 

“Ahhh—Urgh.” I grunt, forcing myself to suppress the pain. By now, my asshole is a hollow of burning pains and fiery sweetness. A bittersweet pain. 

I moan, high-pitched as I feel some warm liquid slowly cascading inside of me. 

My breath now comes out in slow, very exhausted push. Liam’s pacing slower, gradually withdrawing. We collapse on the bed, hugging each other so tight even with our sweaty bodies. 

“So sweet……you’re so sweet!” Liam trails a finger over my chest, looking at me with a smile. 

I squeeze my lips into a seductive pout. I’m breathing hard still. I grab Liam, pressing him tighter to me now. 

“I want you! I want you please.” The words escape in a flash. Coming to senses. I frown. I shouldn’t have used ‘please.’ 

“Come on! I’m here.” 

Not that. He doesn’t know the kind of ‘I want you’  I mean. 

“Come on, let’s sleep. Tomorrow, I’ve got to return early.” He says. 

I wish he won’t leave, that he will always be here to service me. I can recall my cock hardened. For the first time in years. 

“Hmm.” I snuggle into his arms, soothing myself to sleep. 

A peaceful, blissful one. Never before. 

I sleep and don't want to wake up. 

The room filters with bright light, deep scents yet I won’t wake. I don’t want to wake up especially when I glide my hand around and feel a strong, sexy body over me. 

I inhale. 

Knock. Knock. Knock. 

First, it feels like a dream. Second, it pushes me up. Third, I jump up when it becomes louder. 

“Who’s that?” I turn to Liam. Still sleeping soundly. 7 AM. His shift is 8:30 AM. Pure coincidence. I kiss him, muttering “good morning.” I pull the bed cloth over him and slide into my panties and shorts. 

One of my servants. Come to wake me up with a glass of water. 

The care protocol. Their duty. From there, he’s gonna prepare the bath. I have eight servants, each taking a day with one being their supervisor. 

I unbolt the door, dragging the door to me and sticking my head forward. 

“Urgh?” I gasp, eyes poking so wide. 

“What……what are you doing here?” I mutter, barely a whisper. “Dad? Cerise?” 

But they lean towards the room but I block it, steering a frown. “What do you want this early morning?”

They came all the way from the pack house, about a forty minute drive. 

“What’s the special update on Dr. Liam’s treatment?” The Alpha asks. 

“Yes……” Cerise steps forward, but halts, sniffing. “Why do you have a mixed scent?” Her eyes roam around, lunging in.

“What do you mean?” 

The Alpha steps closer. 

My head spins with terror, breath seizes. I turn back like ‘what do you mean?’

“Tell us……” The Alpha looms.