Unholy Cravings

Lightning’s POV

I felt oddly calm after Raven, as I had heard one of the slaves call her, sucked me off. She was so good at it, I almost didn’t sense my own release. Then she looked at me with those innocent eyes and soft, flushed lips she clearly had no idea how seductive they were.

That was when I knew she was a virgin.

Why I didn’t act according to my word betrayed me, and why I didn’t punished her for touching me, unsettled me. Her touch didn’t anger me, it brought a strange calm to my raging soul. For the first time in years, my mind was quiet. My rage was muted.

I left before I could think too much about it.

Not long after, I saw her running toward the river. Intrigued by her foolish attempt to escape, I followed at a steady pace. There was no need to rush. No one escaped my territory.

Then, from the shadows, Ace appeared. My best friend. When did he arrive from the Nightwing Pack without my knowledge?

“Mate,” I heard him say, and so did she.

Mate?

The word rang in my head.

My blood boiled when he touched her.

Mine! Blaze growled.

They both turned in my direction. I didn’t move.

Ace grinned. “Hello, Chaos.”

“You didn’t tell me you were here,” I said stoically.

“Do I need to announce to my best friend that I’m visiting his pack?”

“Manners, Ace.”

“Since when do you care about manners?”

I ignored his question. “I see you’ve found my slave. Go ahead now. I’ll take it from here.”

“Slave?” He raised a brow and looked at Raven. He bent slightly, picking her up from the dirt. “She’s no  slave. She’s my mate.”

Blaze growled louder. I clenched my jaw. Why the hell was he so angry about this?

“She belongs to me,” I said darkly.

Ace held my state. His grip on her tightened. He wanted to resist, but the authority in my voice left no room for defiance. He looked at her and the way he did made something twist inside my chest.

“She’s my mate,” he repeated, as if saying it could change her status as my slave.

The more he said it, the more rage clawed at me.

“We’ll settle this in the morning,” he added finally.

“There will be nothing to discuss,” I replied flatly.

I turned to her. “Come here, slave,”

She hesitated, but when her gaze met mine, she walked toward me quickly, ignoring the hand that still held hers.

•

I dragged Raven up the stairs as we returned to the pack house. Her breathing was ragged as she struggled to keep up. I opened the door to her room and shoved her inside.

She fell to the floor, gasped.

“Do not ever attempt to run away from me again,” I warned.

For the first time, she lifted her head and looked at me. Defiant but trembling chin raised up as she gave me a dry, bitter smile. “Why? Because you feel something for me?”

My eyes darkened with anger. “What did you just say?”

She looked down. “You don’t feel it?”

“Feel what?” I barked.

“This…” she said softly. “Between us.”

I clenched my fists. What was this whore blabbering about?

I walked up to her and gripped her fiery curls, pulling her head back. She gasped and whimpered. “I’ll let this slide tonight. The next time you utter such foul words, I’ll have your head hung on a stake.”

I stared at her lips, tempted to kiss her hard. Not to punish her. But to taste her. 

“You are my slave and nothing else.”

With that, I straightened up and left the room.

•

I reached my room and spoke to Blaze as I stripped off my clothes. “Did you hear her? Talking about some damned feelings!”

I was furious.

“She sucked your cock and now she’s talking about feelings,” he sneered.

“By the time I fuck her, she’ll be talking about mate bonds,” I laughed bitterly.

He went silent. My brows furrowed. “Blaze, you in there?”

“I want some rest. Today has been rough,” he muttered.

I was about to reply when the door opened. Anika walked in, her hips swaying seductively.

“Where the fuck have you been?” I asked.

“I’ve been looking for you. But the more I searched, the less I found.”

“You don't look for me. I come to you when I need you,"

"Well, don't you need me now?"

She knew I had never resisted her. She was an experienced wanton no man in his right mind could refuse.

She strutted toward the vanity table, sat on it, and spread her legs. “I went to see Mother. She doesn’t like me much.”

“An understatement. She hates you,” I said.

She unbuttoned her dress, revealing her bare shoulders and the curve of her breasts.

She bit her lip. “Fuck me, Alpha. Fuck me till I can’t walk.”

That was all it took. I closed the distance between us and kissed her brutally just the way she liked it. My hands gripped her breasts with quick, violent caresses as she moaned into my mouth, clutching the table beneath her.

I reached between her legs and froze. She was swollen. Far too swollen for someone I had only just begun to touch. Her fluids ran freely as I slid three fingers inside her. She was loose. Too loose for someone I hadn’t touched in the three days I’d been away conquering the Trinity Pack.

I pulled away.

She looked at me, unsatisfied. “What is it?”

“Why are you already open?”

She blinked, feigning innocence. “What? We’re about to have sex… shouldn’t I be?”

Did she think I was stupid?

“Throw the bitch out,” Blaze snarled.

“Leave,” I said coldly, losing all desire for her.

“Alpha…”

“You know I do not like to repeat myself.” I turned toward the bathroom.

She climbed down from the table. “Okay, fine. I masturbated before coming. I wanted you all day but couldn’t find you, so I did.”

I turned to her in disgust. “And that was supposed to turn me on? Pathetic.”

I didn’t want her anymore. I wanted someone else. Someone I couldn’t have at the moment and it drove me insane.

She frowned. “It’s because of that slave girl, isn’t it?”

“You know very well I hate repeating myself.”

She fixed her dress and stormed out.

“Be cautious, Lightning. She’s a snitch and a whore,” Blaze warned. Strange. Didn’t he just say he was tired when we were talking about Raven?

“And the slave girl?” I asked, but he went silent.

What was it about this slave girl that made my ferocious wolf hide?