Lyall finally released into Olcan’s asshole, moaning uncontrollably and panting, pulling out of him.“I don’t want to do this anymore.” He slightly filled Olcan's asshole with his cum and sprayed the remaining of it all over his face.“Just admit it, I was so sweet.” He said with pride.“Fuck.” He rolled his eyes.Lyall shoved himself again into Olcan and began moving himself, ignoring Olcan’s shock, and went faster. “You are so big, Lyall. I want you.”“Olcan, stop.” He mumbled.“This is so sweet. Am I making you horny?” he teased the aroused Alpha with a smirk.He continued pounding, clapping at his dick. The sound was loud enough for everyone to hear and understand what was going on.Lyall held his waist once more and Caspian sat down beside them, feeling a bit exhausted with his wine on his thigh.“You are full, thick and…fuck.” He moved faster and faster, stroking his dick and moaning as he sprouted out of his cum on the cold floor.Lyall couldn’t take it anymore. He got up and pu
Jeremy jerked his cock as he waited for her to continue sucking his balls. He was already releasing Cumshots. On seeing it, she had licked them as she mixed it with her saliva, pouring it all over again on his red balls as she sucked them so hard.The other Alpha groaned as his climax heightened.Olcan nearly stood in a chair as he masturbated while watching them fuck with the whore who was giving them a blowjob and shot his release on his abdomen.“You never get tired, do you?’ Lyall muttered, taking a glass of wine beside him.“No,’ he licked his lower lip. “I just wish I will pump out my sperm every day, since it’s always ready to come out.’“Yeah, having sex all the fucking time.’ he rolled his eyes at him, knowing how addicted he was to sex.“It is very sweet and lots of fun. Remember that photographer, who kept taking shots of me?”“Yeah, you jerked off all night because you caught him masturbating in the toilet after taking a photo of you.’“Yeah, and the next day I fucked him.’
What was wrong with me and how could I have let this happen to me while my eyes were opened? I was a hybrid, for crying out loud myself. My eyes welled up, seeing everything on my body like I was just a sort of work of art. My memories flooded back to me, recalled how I bled so much and let those Alphas used me as they pleased because I didn’t want to have my hand cut off. I didn’t want to die yet. That’s why I became their puppet. How pathetic of me. My appearance resembled that of a leopard with spots. I was filled with rage and hated myself for staring at the mirror. At that instant, I slammed the mirror on the wall with my fist, as it broke into pieces. Blood spilled out of my hand the minute it healed itself and I wish my heart could also heal too. How could I ever have this type of power and not be able to use it on these alphas? This was making my blood boil. How dare they mark and bond with me? I never wanted to be like this. I never wanted a mate to begin with.
I recall him kissing me lavishly a week ago right and he was more handsome than I thought he was, not like I have not seen him before, but he looks more confident and attractive. "I know Mr. Nosy. Stone. Face." Jeremy rolled his eyes and jumped down the table and strolled up to me. "How was your day, Sleeping Beauty?" He came closer to me and sniffed my face. My cheeks were getting flushed. His scent was breathtaking and incredible. Why was he asking me that, of course, my day, or rather my sleep, isn't a good one? Does he think I'm happy being here? I just want to get out of here and go back to my normal freaking life. I don't want a mate. Mates are myths and filled with the stupidest stuff in their heads with no brains; I hate them so much. They are never loyal nor faithful but think of themselves and the fun they are going to have, forgetting that we are at a low point here and don't give a fuck about us; who cares anyway? I don't want one and so shall it be; I don't giv
"Cut that old tale out. You know you are immune to poison, and she's no fool." Cario laughed at Lyall and kept pointing at the kitchen with his eyes at me. "Get in and start working. You are wasting time, and I don't want that." "And if I don't," I dared. "I am not your slave.' "Try me." He smiled evilly and kept pointing at the kitchen. "You've got to be fast with it, darling, because if I step my foot in that kitchen, there will be hell to pay and you are gonna be sorry." What have I gotten myself into? I sighed. "Don't even bother about me; I can't cook anything, not to mention switching on the gas." "Really.' He grinned. Olcan came forward and hung his arm on Lyall's shoulder and stared at me. "You are such a lazy ass. How can't you cook? That's not normal, is it? For a wretched hybrid like you, you should know how to cook.' It is normal for me, why don't they find a cook rather than using me? What a bastard. He is the one who is wretched to me? "It is quite normal; not e
I was pretty exhausted at the same time. I got close to the room, and the door was largely cracked in the middle. It was like a large animal mark. And I heard Griffith talking to someone. “Don’t do this to me, Clyde.” Who was Clyde? “You can’t do this to me. I don’t give a fuck about that stupid hybrid or an Omega. Whatever she calls herself, whatever she is to everyone. I don’t want her. I just mated with her just because you asked me to, not because I wanted to. I will just be blunt with you. You are the one I want, Clyde. I can carry the earth for you. I will do anything for you, Clyde, anything you ask me to do.’ Who was he speaking to inside this room? I looked backward to see if I was in the right room, and it seemed to be Griffith’s room. But who was inside with him? Why was the room so dark, and why can’t I see anything in there, see the person who is there, or hear his voice? It sounds so low to listen to that I could only hear Griffith’s voice. “I don’t care. I only
Jeremy ran to me and quickly held me on my shoulders? “Are you alright?’ he asked with so much concern that I looked up at him, wondering why he was holding me. “You are crying? What is it? Are you okay?’What was he talking about? Why on earth will I be crying? I touched my face, looked at my hand and there were tears on it. I don’t understand why my eyes are leaking tears, if that is the way to put it. What is going on with me?I whiffed my head at Jeremy, but my hands were shaking. This Alpha was also giving me warm feelings I have never felt before. What is this? Why do I feel like I should go hug him and kiss him? Is it because of my pheromones or what? Why am I having the feeling that we’ve known each other for ages? It’s like I have seen him somewhere before. I thought it was just my imagination earlier but this seems real. “I’m fine.’ I took his hands off my shoulders. Why do I feel so furious at Jeremy touching me? Right, of course I will feel that way because I do
I'm baffled by these alphas and their lifestyle. I need to leave here and escape. Yeah, that’s the best plan. I can’t stay here. I don’t care if they are my mates. I’m leaving as soon as they lose their guard on me. “Hello, you haven’t served the food.’ Cario mocked as the others burst out laughing once again. I was furious, but I have to hold myself back or else; I don’t know what I will do next if they keep trying to get on my nerves. I served them lots of food, till they finished it. They asked me to clean up the whole place, wash the clothes, cook and clean. They gave me a luxurious room. Yeah, that’s a good thing, right? But it is not a good time. Instead of me being their mate, I have become a slave, a maid to these Alphas.I have tried everything possible to search for some hidden spot to escape, but there is none. I can’t keep letting this go on. I’m also happy I haven’t turned into a sex object yet for them to fuck. I will just die if that were to happen, too.I can’t