011 - The Truth Under His Tongue

Ember’s POV

I woke up, my body aching and sore, my thighs sticky with my own cum.

But the pain I felt had nothing to do with sleep, no. My thighs shuddered, throbbing and twitching from the aftermath but, it should not have lasted this long.

Because as much as I tried not to, I still remembered it, I remembered him.

The way his mouth pressed on my neck, kissing and nibbling, but he didn't sink his fangs in, the way he pressed his cock on my throbbing fold, twitching and thick, but he refused to enter.

I rolled out of the bed, groaning with pain and ache.

Zane didn't fuck me, I begged him to split me open, to literally ruin me and use as he pleases, to make me scream so loud, everyone in the pack heard it, but unfortunately, he didn't.

All the need and all the heat I felt, he left me to suffer in silence, to rub my throbbing slick against his hard shaft but still didn't penetrate.

I fucking needed him, I hated him and at the same time, was madly in love with him.

Suddenly, I heard it; the loud shrieking of the tower bells which broke the silence.

That meant that an announcement had been made, and it was urgent.

Almost immediately, I scrambled to my feet and grabbed the robe nearest to my arm’s reach and immediately put it on and rushed out of the room, my hair still a mess, my thighs still aching and wet, as though my pussy refused to accept that Zane wasn't with us anymore.

Finally, I arrived at the courtyard and Alpha Magnus was already there, standing in the middle, a sly smirk dancing on his lips, his face cold and void of any emotions, huis hands spread apart as though he was welcoming death itself.

“At moonfall, the binding trials begins!” He announced, those dark, scary orbs of his scanning every member of the pack until he reached mine, stopping almost immediately. The smirk on his face seemed to broaded as he locked eyes with me, and even within me him saying anything, his expression screamed danger and mockery.

“Kaela and Zane would stand under the moonfa tonight….” He continued, shifting his gaze back to the pack. “And if their kiss ignites…..their bond is sealed, forever!”

The world around me spun, my vision blurring as I broke into a cold sweat.

“No….no, no” I shook my head, muttering under my breath as I staggered backwards, my hand clutching my aching chest.

That name I hated the most, Kaela, it should have been a curse.

But instead, it echoed literally everywhere in the pack house, everyone cheering with happiness and joy.

But deep inside me, it echoed like it was a fucking death sentence.

******

I stormed through the hall, staggering, my feet wobbling beneath me but I didn't give up.

In fact, I could hardly care less, I didn't mind if anyone saw me in this state, didn't care if my robe was almost dropping, exposing a good amount of my skin.

As I reached, I pushed open Zane's door without even knocking. And there he was, shirtless, his hair wet, still dripping with water from a shower that clearly was not able to cool him down.

As he spun around to meet my gaze, his golden orbs blazed with a feral intensity, he knew.

“Are you going to kiss her, huh?” I sneered, gritting my teeth in anger.

I saw as his jaw tightened. “It's…it is a trial, Ember” he muttered under his breath.

“She is not a trial, Zane” I spat. “She's your fucking ruin, a sentence!” I shoved him. “You claim to love me, right? But you are very much ready to kiss that bitch!”

“Don't,” he snarled, his eyes flashing with something I couldn't fathom. “Don't call her…..”

“Oh, you're defending your new mate now? I…I'm sorry?” I slapped him in the chest.

Almost immediately my hand met with his chest, he caught my wrist and just like that…..he snapped.

The grief, heat, rage he felt all exploded, shattering like a dam breaking in pieces. He shoved my back against the wall and I let out a gasp as he fisted my hair with his hands, yanking my head backwards just enough to graze my throat with his fangs.

“Do you actually think I want this, huh?” He growled against my throat, his body pressing into mine, hot and hard.

I could feel his cock, already pulsing, already thick, as he pushed against my stomach. “I want to fucking break you, Em” he hissed into my ear. “To fucking ruin this little pussy until it doesn't drip for anyone but me”

I whimpered, biting down on my lower lips.

Out of instinct, my legs subconsciously parted, begging for something I knew he wouldn't give.

He didn't say anything again but just moved. He slider his hand down my chest, tugging open the robe as though it added to his anger.

Almost immediately, my tits spilled out and when he looked down at them, he groaned, bent low and took one in his mouth, sucking it like he meant it.

I moaned, my head tilting back as it hit the wall.

Zane wasn't making any sound, not even a growl but just a breath, teeth and then, heat.

It was brutal, silent.

And as though he couldn't torture me any further, he suddenly dropped to his knees and almost immediately, I shattered.

Because his mouth met with my pussy like it was home. Just one lick, slow and long, his tongue from my clit to slit. My legs trembled, buckling but fortunately, he caught me just in time, his hands gripping my ass, fondling and keeping them in place as he devoured me, still without saying a word.

Just wet, obscene sounds of him feasting on my pussy like a starving beast filled the room. His tongue flicked my clit, in a sharp, fast rhythm that sent me moaning his name, then, he slid down, teasing my entrance but he still didn't enter or give me what I wanted.

I cried, my fingers clutching his wet hair tightly.

I bit down on my lower lips, but it was not enough to keep the moan from rumbling from my chest.

He groaned against me, as though my pussy tasted refreshing, like the best meal he had ever eaten raw.

Then, he pulled out and stood on his feet.

“Za…Zane, pls….” I whimpered, begging. “Just….just once, please…please”

He grabbed my throat, his golden orbs locking with mine. “Shut up”

Then, he spun me around, bending me over his bed.

My pussy clenched and throbbed as I braced myself, ready for his cock, for pain, finally.

But much to my disappointment, he didn't give it to me.

He slid his hands down my back, then between my thighs as he parted my folds with his rough fingers.

Then, he began rubbing his cock between them.

Heavy, thick, hot.

He kept sliding it up and down, letting the head draw over my slit, over and over again until I screamed, moaning his name as I humped my hips.

But he still didn't push in.

This was torture, a mindfuck. This was the kind of tease that broke a girl, me.

He then leaned in over me, his mouth grazing my ear as he purred. “You want me to fuck your pussy, huh?”

I pursed my lips, nodding with desperation.

Then I felt it once again, his cock nudged my entrance. But it was just the tip, but it was enough to make me shake.

Then, he pulled back.

And then repeated it again and again.

He slapped his cock against my pussy until I was fucking soaked, my slick dripping down my thighs onto the bed.

I was desperate, shaking and needy.

My pussy clenched and throbbed around nothing.

He growled, low and guttural, almost sounding as though he was in pain.

Instead, he slid his finger i to my entrance, two. Deep and fast.

My eyes widened as I bit into the sheets.

He continued to pump the inside as though he was trying to make up for starving me of his cock.

My body trembled as I came again, this time, sobbing.

Then, my body betrayed me, my legs shuddering, my cunt clenching around his fingers, desperate.

And finally, when it was all over, I collapsed, broken and breathless.

“You'll still kiss her, won't you?” I whispered, tears dripping down my cheeks.

He didn't say nothing, neither did he move.

But his silence was already enough to answer my question.

******

Later that might, I found Kaela in the hallway.

She smirked at me, leaning in close, her breath brushing against my skin.

“I'll kiss him, Ember,” she whispered into my ears. “I'll fucking bond him and when you fade…..” she paused, tilting her head to stare into my face. “I'll fuck his grief out of him”