CHAPTER FOUR

              Ella

I gulped nervously, avoiding his gaze. "Yes, it's Ella. Good evening Alpha Vincenzo." I curtsied.

"Why are you up?" He asked. If he'd acknowledged my greeting, his gaze didn't show. I blinked. He definitely didn't know what effects his actions were having on my body. I felt my nipple hardening, and I lowered my head embarrassedly afraid he'd notice.

 It was all I could do, to stop myself from jumping against him. He was a walking aphrodisiac. At the thought, I felt a pool of desire  between my legs. 

'Fuck,' I muttered inwardly.

"Um.. I want to stay up a little while longer." Surprisingly, my voice came out calmer than I had expected.

He nodded, and walked off. It wasn't till he had gone far, did I wonder why he came downstairs, clad in only a towel, right after a shower. My eyes trailed him till he disappeared from sight. I patted my chest, and sat back down, clamping my legs against each other. I could feel the moistness of my juice against my panties. My heart didn't stop thudding fast against my chest. Like it had always done in the past.

"Coming here was a bad idea." I murmured.

'It isn't. Why don't we race a little?' I heard Wolfie say.

I didn't need persuasion. Maybe a race would deter my mind from the erotic thoughts formulating themselves in my head. 

"A race would do, Wolfie, but after a glass of wine." I said, making my way to the mini bar at the corner of the living room.

I had visited many times, to know that Lila always placed glass cups in handy near the wine cellar.

I took out a tequila, and poured out a glass of wine for myself. The bitter and spicy taste stung my tongue immediately I took a gulp. It was one of my favorite. I loved how bitter it always tasted, yet left that burning taste behind one's throat.

The image of Vincenzo flashed through my mind at that moment, and I shook my head. He looked hotter than I remembered him in the past. His muscular stature showed that he hadn't been slacking off in his working out sessions.

I bit softly on the lip, recalling how water had dripped down his jet black hair. How could someone look so otherworldly attractive?

And like I had been doing for years, I wondered how Lila would take it, if she ever discovered that I had a crush on her father. She'd probably rave and rant. Or would she?

After a few more glasses, I felt myself getting tipsy. 

'Alright Wolfie, let's do this.' I said, making my way towards the mansion's entrance. Just behind was the route to the woods I was familiar with.

...

The night air smelt nice, as I walked into the woods. Everywhere was silent, except for the crunch of dry leaves courtesy of my boots against them. 

The Moon wasn't up tonight, and in its place were stars, scattered across the sky.

I stopped behind a tree, discarding my clothings within seconds. 'Alright Wolfie, let's have some race.' I murmured inwardly, and walked over to a large space in my nude glory.

Crouching on my fours, I focused my attention on shifting. The sound of cracking bones echoed, and soon the shift was over. I patted the soft earth with my paws, my sense of smelling becoming enhanced. I'd never get over the exhilarating feeling shifting always seemed to have on me. It was heavenly.

I retreated, and gave Wolfie full reign. She took off, gliding gracefully against the ground. An hour later, we lay exhausted on the floor.

'This is fine. Exhilarating is the word.' I whimpered.

At that moment, I heard a sharp rustle, and turned back sniffing a little. I rose, looking straight at the thicket. 'Did you hear that, Wolfie?' I asked, wanting to make sure I had heard right.

'Calm. We are within another pack, not ours. Besides, there is no one in this woods currently aside from us.' Wolfie assured.

However, I couldn't help but feel that someone had been watching me all along.

***

Sunlight poured into the darkened room, followed by a singsong voice, "Wake up sleepyhead." Lila said.

I grunted softly, and turned towards the other side of the bed. "It's barely morning, girlie." I murmured.

"Get up, young lady." She said again, coming closer, and shaking me as gently as she could.

"Lila!" I grumbled, forcing myself to turn. I stretched my limbs and sat up on the bed. "A little more sleep would have been much appreciated, Lila." I groaned, massaging my temple.

"Well, it's time for breakfast." Lila shrugged. "Except you don't want to have a general breakfast of course. I could just tell a servant to deliver it here." She added.

"No, thank you. I'd freshen up now." I shook my head, clambering off the bed.

There was no way I'd miss being in Vincenzo's presence.

Lila and her father were seated around the large dining table, when I walked into the dining hall. I stifled a 'wow,' as I took in the elegance of the place. It wasn't my first time, yet I couldn't help but admire the whole castle itself whenever I had visited in the past.

"Good morning, Alpha Vincenzo, Lila." I bowed, and took my place beside Lila. I took a glance at the large spread on the table, and leaned in to whisper to Lila.

"Are we celebrating something?" I joked, gesturing towards the spread.

"Not if there's something you'd like to celebrate." She shrugged, and dug into her food.  

I had barely begun eating, when I felt a stare on my being. I lifted my gaze, and caught Vincenzo staring at me. When he didn't turn his gaze away, I dipped mine.

"Why did you leave your pack?"

A spoonful of peeled prawns was on its way to my mouth, when I heard his question. Feeling a sudden lump in my throat, I placed the spoon down. Minutes passed by, and I knew he was waiting for an answer. 

I parted my lips to speak, when Lila cut in. "It's a sensitive topic, father. Can we eat now?" She requested.

I sighed gratefully, watching his actions without showing that I was. He held a glass of wine, and raised it gracefully. I stifled a moan. Goddess, his actions alone were enough to arouse me.

He took a sensual sip, and I looked away, feeling my nipples hardening. When last had I felt the life being fucked out of me. Ever since my last boyfriend, that was. I hadn't had good sex since then. 

"Sure." Just a word of his and my hands curled into fists. He was turning me into a bag of arousal.

"If you'll excuse me please." My voice barely sounded as a whisper. Without waiting for another minute, I rushed away, towards my room. 

I placed my back against the door, breathing hard. I didn't need to check, I could feel my juices soaking through my painties. It was lucky none of them saw my hardened nipple peeking through my dress. Goddess knew why I hadn't worn a bra.

I needed a release. The thought had hardly formed in my head, when I rushed towards the bathroom, shutting the door close. 

I got under the shower, and turned it on. Placing my left leg on the wall, I closed my eyes. I pictured Vincenzo tracing his hand over my shoulder and I shuddered. I pushed my head back, my finger moving farther down my leg. I rubbed gently on my folds through the material, and moaned softly. I was fucking aroused.

Picturing last night's scene, water dripping down his nude body, looking like a male god, made me moan yet again. I pushed my index finger in, through the material. The water rained down harder. I bit on my lower lip, as I pictured him going down on me, his fingers working magic on my pussy.

I pushed my index and middle finger simultaneously into my warm pussy, moaning loudly as I did so. I arched a little, encircling my fingers, and pumping in and out of my pussy. Feeling my juices slipping through my fingers as I did so, aroused me the more. I imagined him standing behind me, biting softly on my earlobe, and taking my twin peaches in his big warm hands, and I felt my climax drawing near.

"Fuck, that feels so good." I murmured. His gruff voice sounded in my ears, making my eyes shut more tightly. 

As I felt my release drawing near, I pumped in and out faster, my moans growing louder. "Fvck Vincenzo." I moaned loudly, the water pouring down.

I massaged my twin peaches alternately, just as I felt my orgasm wrack my body. Feeling myself on high clouds, the realm of ecstasy, I let out a final moan, and fell to the floor, my body limp and wet. 

'That felt good.'