Alastor Nsfw Novels & Stories

She jumped down from the stool finishing her task when a sudden verbal onslaught startled her, “So, here is that ingrate little one, who didn’t even remember the promise of favor repayment. Hypocrite!” Charlotte gulped hard before turning to face him. She looked at him frozen, glued to her spot. What else she could do when Alpha was deliberately shirt-less to scare her. She, who had just seen men naked in films or social media, flushed red at this open display. She was noticing Alpha’s upper body’s was different from the pictures she had seen where men had skin to tanned body colors.

I sighed, clicking on it immediately. But then, my hand flew to my mouth as soon as the video played, a gasp dying in my throat. A SEXTAPE OF LORENZO WITH ANOTHER WOMAN?! My heart skipped.

I watched with horror as Elena handed over the memory card to one of my own men and like clockwork, the screen flickered to life. I didn't need to see it. I knew exactly what it was. Serena’s body dancing on a pole, stripped bare in flickering neon lights. Serena entertaining Alphas. My own mate! What followed next was the sounds, whistles, gasps and Judgmental murmurs. The entire crowd roared—not in celebration, not in cheer—but in disgust. “Is this your Luna?!” someone screamed. “Throw her in the dungeon!” another barked. “She seduced the Alpha!”

Alastor growled impatiently. "Only a kiss. Do not touch me." My heart was bleeding. Marcel, please forgive me. Lisa began to sing. Her voice was melodious. The lyrics was gripping at my heart, tugging at my soul. She was asking me to hold on. But I leaned in. And I kissed Alastor's lips. He groaned, grabbing my waist. "You taste so freaking good, baby. I can't wait to fuck you." I was disgusted, but I didn't let it show.

In Lalisa’s world now, there were only the burning touches and intoxicating scents of the three Alphas. The flames of desire had been lit under the cool rain, and it seemed they would soon burn everything to ashes… starting with the little Omega who was trembling in the middle of a circle of three hungry predators.

I couldn’t place it, but it was intoxicating. Edric didn’t even notice the effect he caused. His body moved like a confession. His hips traced circles that mirrored ancient rites. His hands trailed down his chest as if blessing his own skin. He wasn’t dancing for us. He was dancing for something inside him. He was dancing for himself. And I, Alpha of the strongest pack in the region, ruler of Luna Noir, feared by vampires and respected by fae and witches, stood frozen like an idiot watching a human boy bring my entire world to its knees.

Carly let out a horrific scream, accompanied by a thunderous slap, as if she had to process that she had spilled expensive red wine on Luna Tina's elegant dress. Luna Tina's hand smacked her head to the right as an apology left her lips. Then to the left, and right again. She kept smacking Carly as everyone stared with their mouths wide open at what she had done until the Alpha cleared his throat and called for order. "That's enough, Carly," Alpha Terry glared at Carly, and she swallowed hard. His gaze carried hatred, disdain, and disgust.

She asked, getting down on the floor, fingering herself. "Forgive me, Alpha. I've been a bad girl. Here..." She widened her honeypot with her fingers, shimmering her wolf eyes at me, as she invited, "Punish my kitty. Stroke it hard until I learn my lesson. I want to be your doll." She gave out another alluring sound, lowering her head back as she fingered herself. "Fuck," I moaned, stroking my cock faster. Missy here might think I'm going crazy over her, but the real truth is that in my eyes, I can only see my Anastasia giving me this show.

Alastair looked at them one more time and they all bowed to him like little war dragons that were subjected to their master. “Why is all this underaged dramatic to me? I don't know how you do it but you seem to be a cheerful player! why this?” Alastair said as he began touching my sensitive skin again, my right arm, petting a simple smile on his lips, “...please, stay with me” His smile sharpened around the edges of his mouth as he continued but I caught in between with a cold answer "No sir!" I yelled at him. "Okay, what about our underlying contract?"