Novel & Cerita What Sexuality Is Alastor

" ××× Nothing was making sense to me at this point. He had power and influence, even the looks. He could find anyone to mother his children. "Plus, I'm an omega," I rambled. "Everybody knows that Alphas aren't supposed to mix with omegas, especially an outcast." "I'm well aware." He cut me off. Was he even listening to me? "Look. I don't want to be the mother of your heir." "And you think I want you to?" For the first time, something other than cold control streaked across his face. He seemed...frustrated.

The last time she’d taken over, while I was fucking an Alpha I’d met at a downtown club during my heat, she’d nearly forced him to knot her. I wasn’t going to let that happen again. “Nrrghh… ughhh… H-Hailey… your pussy… is so… fucking good,” Xavier groaned above me, each groan matching the thrusts of his hips. The room was filled with the wet, squelching sounds of Xavier’s cock driving in and out of my wet pussy. My body was on fire, burning with a pleasure I hadn't felt in years. None of the other Alphas I’d met at the clubs and fucked had ever made me feel this good.

My wrists tugged helplessly against the straps as my legs spread wide and dripping, my body convulsing like a desperate whore begging to me fucked hard and rough. “I—I need—” I sobbed out, the words catching on my tongue as another violent wave of arousal crashed through me. I wanted to be filled, split open and used. My body was no longer mine, it belonged to the serum, to the Trial, to him. Lazarus fucking Thorn. “The rules are pretty simple.” I felt his voice crawl through my veins like poison. “If you can last three hours without cumming, you pass. Be sure not to disappoint me, bunny. I have high hopes for you.”

Silas raised his hand and sent out another wave of power, pushing the attackers several feet away and giving us a few precious seconds. Damien did not waste time. He kissed me hard, his tongue invading my mouth with raw hunger. One of his hands slipped between us and stroked my swollen clit. I jerked violently in his arms, a loud moan tearing from my throat. "So wet for your Alpha," he growled against my lips. "Even while shifting, your body knows who it belongs to." He pushed two thick fingers inside me, pumping slowly. Pleasure crashed through the shifting pain. My inner walls clenched around his fingers as my claws dug into his shoulders, drawing fresh blood.

Xavier's POV The sharp edge of pain wed to pleasure from Astrid's bite brought me back to myself but it was already too late for me to do anything as I had already come inside her. Astrid's body went limp beneath mine and I pulled out of her feeling like the worst person on earth. I was an asshole and I knew it but in my entire life, I had never been with someone who hadn't wanted me. I was the Alpha Heir, whenever I wanted to fuck someone who wasn't Lyra, it wasn't an issue. I simply did it. After all, they were all fighting for a chance to be my Luna.

“You are so subtle.” “I know,” I offered him before his lips met mine. He tasted like sweat and honey. I pulled him closer to me, attempting to topple him into the tub with me. “You can just ask, you know.” Alastor stood back up leaving me to watch him. He gripped the back of his shirt with one hand and tore it off over his head. His muscles slightly rolled and flexed with every moment. His body was speckled with scars, which I found so sexy. He rolled down his shorts and underwear at the same time. His delicious colossal cock sprung free. His whole body shimmered in faint sweat, it made my mouth water.

I retorted. "It's a werewolf thing. Like...one's other half. Danny, you're my puzzle piece. I was made for you. My existence is for you. Whether it be a best friend, a brother, a lover, or a childhood dog." He met my eyes. I gasped softly. So that's why Alastor was obsessed with me. I always thought that Alastor was my huge wolf and I wasn't far off. Just in a different sense. He wasn't meant to be just Alastor. Just the wolf from the zoo. He's intended to be my everything. Everything started to fall into place.

And right now, she was ours. “Look at her, Alpha,” Lester breathed, his voice rough with desire. He was always the calm one, the thinker, but here, in our private den, the beast in him was right at the surface. “She’s begging for it. Can’t you smell it?” I could. It was a drug. I shucked my jeans, my own cock springing free, painfully hard and already leaking. I moved in front of Kyla. Her eyes, a stormy gray usually full of clever wit, were glassy with need. She looked up at me, her lips parted.

Speaking of sexual pleasure, the Alpha’s Luna was no longer a sex freak. The sex addiction recovery program had worked, she now had control over her sexual urges and she had never felt freer than she felt now. Logan smiled and extended his right arm from the left side of the Cradle to the right so as to caress her. “Well, she is not the only adorable one around here, you are adorable as well, my love.” He said flirtatiously. Orla blushed. “Are you trying to get in my pants again?” she smirked.

"You need my cock, in you. I'll give it to you. Here. Raw, dirty and hard slut." I froze as though a bucket of water was splashed on me. We were still in the hall but the King wasn't in the least bothered. His hands were already reaching for his breeches to free himself. I failed at my own game. "Let me feed you first, my Alpha. Then we can fuck, hard and rough, then slow and sensational all night. After, I'll suck your cock like a good girl and drink your seed as you breed me." His face became hard before an evil glint mirrored his eyes.