Sasha’s shriek echoed, shaking the emerald leaves from their velvety branches, silently falling to the murky ground.Alpha Alain didn’t waste time with gentle touches and tamed tastes. No—he went straight to a ferocious mode as if their time on the bed is a war that must be started immediately.All Sasha’s worries seemed to vanish as Alpha Alain’s tongue went deeper, longer than she anticipated as if it was his secondary cock. His hands wrapped on her breasts, her nipples becoming harder even further. Alain’s tongue too was hunger for her sweetness, savoring her every inch as he licked and flicked his tongue.He grazed his teeth against her wetness, reaching down with his other hand to stroke himself. He licked her again and again, lingering at the spot where he knew her legs would wobble if he dared venture.And Alpha Alain did venture. The Alpha is definitely determined to consume every drop of her. Sucking her into his mouth, teeth nipping, before he briefly pulled away.Sasha’s b
The hallway candlelight gilded his tan skin, veiling his face in the hefty shadows. No matter how many minutes or hours they’ve been with each other, they can’t seem to get enough of one another. And now that they’re alone, now that they’re on their own, with no prying eyes to squint at them or listening ears to gossip, they’re completely free to do whatever with their bodies. Their kinky tastes and desired positions are all up to them. The living room was silent. The wall was empty save for the darkness curling on the corners and the paintings that filled the flowery wallpapers.Sex in bed seemed to be a cliché for Alpha Alain, that’s why he brought her on the walls of the living room instead.And it brought a grin to her face, one that is female and wild. “Sasha…” he moaned her name as he stroked lazy, taunting circles around her hard nipples. Alain’s hair was wet with sweat but Sasha just gripped it tighter like how the last thread of her sanity
Alain pulled away a moment later and found his eyes still wide in her gaze’s reflection.With his breathing harsh and the ferociousness of his shaft that made Sasha laughed softly, he unhook her fingers from his arms. Sasha released a giggle and a scream when he hauled her from the floor, into the dining table.She only got as far as lowering her right hand from his chest before he surged forward to kiss her back. She nipped at his lower lip as he licked the roof of her mouth. The kiss was brutal, grazing. Like a kiss of punishment, a kiss of sizzling desire.The force of that kiss knocked them both, as if their convergence on the wall was nothing compared to being fucked on top of a table where they also both eat.Sasha tried to twist but failed in flipping him. “Just lay there flat against the table,” he commanded.“Hmmm,” her moan rippled as he pulled away briefly, enough to look her in the eyes. Sasha leaned in for a kiss again, but the Alpha ripped his mouth away from her sweet l
The crackling of the flames in the middle filled Ansel’s head as he watched the last newly-assigned Beta, one of the six Betas he trusted the most, strode inside the Alpha’s war tent. There’s no war. Perhaps not yet. But being in this tent calm the shit out of him, especially with what he just witnessed this morning. With the deep orange shades of sunset now turning to utter onyx-blue, Ansel frowned at how come the night came so fast. How their pack was now again drenched in darkness, that even their over one thousand torches all around their pack’s territory alight with undimming flames from the fire magic of their ancestors seemed to be a joke. “Alain visited Sasha.” Ansel doesn’t need to glance at his side to confirm it was Giro’s talented eyes and sharp ears that allowed him to gather this ‘vital’ information. “Visited?” Ansel clicked his tongue. “Alain is always good in the business of fucking our problems.” Giro choked
Sasha didn’t even notice that it had been raining for an hour. Perhaps it had been raining since sundown, she thought. Her body ached, deliciously ached as the remnants of their pleasure still whispers in her ears, her core.The sound of the crackling fireplace made her blinked. The scent of the lavender-scented candles flooded her nose. ‘Perhaps it was Misty who lit those candles and made the fireplace come to life,’ she said to herself.Sasha looked around. She’s in her bed. They are in the bed.How she found herself and Alain sleeping in the bedroom when the last memory that trickled her mind was that she was on the kitchen table—and on the foyer, kneeling before Alpha Alain as she gave him a satisfactory, mind-blowing job—will be a mystery to her until morning. Unless she asks Alain, which she hesitates.Alpha Alain shifted beside her, his face solemn even when sleeping.Sasha reached for him, caressing the side of his face. She sighed at the sight of him
Alpha Ansel could’ve tackled the bitch if it wasn’t for the eyes and ears crowding all around them. “You.” “Yes?” Klea tipped her head to the side,”What about me, Alpha?”“You—” Alpha Ansel filled his lungs with enough courage to confront this repugnant creature. “You’re a disgusting bitch!”“I suppose,” she purred, sauntering towards him as if he’s seducing a male to be fucked, flaunting her ass and swaying her hips, “the same can be said to your Sasha.”“You planned this all along—”“Ah ah ah,” she clicked her tongue at him, wiggling her finger to his face, “You lost, Alpha. The Shadow Rose hunky male already has climbed first on her bed. I suppose you don’t want to entertain the leftover of another Alpha, don’t you?”Leftover. “You—” Alpha Ansel pointed his finger at her, an ember glowing at the end. “You will pay for this, you scheming bitch!”Right. Alpha Alain is always a step ahead. The wild pig the female Omegas roasting behind him. Most of his packmates tru
The bitch dared land her malicious lips on his mouth. Ansel pushed her away. With the force of it, he almost rolled down the hill if it wasn’t for the tree beside them. Hugging the tree like a koala, something shifted at the foot of the hills. His Alpha hearing can only fathom a pair of feet that were running away. He did not even see who it was for the place was drowned in shadows, even the bright moon did no help to let him see who ran. Perhaps some Omega who saw them kissing and was hurrying to spread the gossip. “Moon Goddess,” Ansel looked up to the sky, praying—praying that the gossip won’t reach Sasha. At least not tonight. Tomorrow…tomorrow he’ll talk to Sasha. He’ll speak to her about him, about them. About everything. “How dare you—” Klea was grinning. Ansel’s Alpha voice did nothing to send the Omega scurrying away. “Your lips don't taste so special, Ansel. What did Sasha see in you to be head over heels?” sh
The darkness of the night was thick here. Thicker than it was supposed to be.Ansel Vaughn tried harder to focus on a specific feature of their faces. Yet it became a blur of color even when they were solid when he viewed them from the side of his vision.He crawled nearer, but when he turned to face them, he was met with shadows and swirling colors.It was magic—a different one. Some kind of magic that is not from Westfall just by the sharp, heavy scent of it.‘Are we being attacked?’ Ansel immediately mind-linked Giro, only to find no Beta Giro answering back.He would have been furious, would have considered charging to the strange scent of magic if it wasn’t for the face of Alpha Alain. Blood streamed down from his stomach. The stranger with swirling colors, some sort of foreign magic so that Alphas won’t recognize him, ran away and into the direction of Sasha’s old barn. Sasha—Had the drums not echoing through his bones and that wild voice beckoning him, Ansel could’ve now run
Sasha’s POVEnemies are always once our friends. Or at least close to it. Now my eyes are open that Alain is not fully to be trusted—even Ansel. My heart might still sigh at my first love’s presence but he’s not telling me something I should know. I don’t consider Alain as an enemy. Perhaps a half ally, yes. But the enemy I’m referring to is the Omega assigned to be my personal servant. I turned towards her, “Klea.” But she didn’t hear me, her eyes focused on the Shadow Rose Alpha. It’s as if her ears don't function when I’m around or when I’m speaking. “You should consider Alpha Ansel.” I whirled to see Sorrel waving to the departing pack. I don’t know if I should tell her that my heart did not leave with Alain or has run to Ansel. It remained with me. The scent of lilac swept past me made me narrow my eyes as I watched Klea run to Alpha Alain to hand him a bouquet of the purple flowers. I don’t know why she did
A feral feast, that’s what tonight is. A festival of pleasure and lust and sex; a party of tongues and lips and cocks. Sasha bit her lip as the partying moans deepened, their brief argument earlier misted in the air as if it didn’t occur at all. Meena Forster is not her real mother. This...Sheila Swann, whoever she is, was unfortunately the one who gave birth to her. And died for her, Alpha Alain mentioned. And somehow, she found herself mourning a mother she never knew. What did she look like? Is she as caring as her Omega mother, Meena? Perhaps that’s why she has this gift of flames in her veins. It's probably from her where she inherited her fire. Or perhaps it’s from her father? If Meena Forster isn’t her real mother, then Warner Forster isn’t her real father too. ‘Who’s my father?’ she thought. ‘Is he a Slave? An Omega? Or perhaps he’s a Beta?’ She shook her head as she straightened. She looked down and Sasha could ha
They have joined. All of them.Sasha cursed beneath her breath. Looking beside her, it seems the two Alphas did too.Parading the grassy pathway to the Wintra River in a dramatic entrance, Beta Razel, Beta Giro, Beta Apollo, Shiera Starr, and Rhia Ross walked towards Sasha and the two Alphas.All are naked. She eyed their discarded clothes on the grass as if they’re a hindrance to the party that is about to unravel.The Alphas wouldn’t certainly balk at the bodies the Moon Goddess has bestowed them tonight. And Sasha...her body did badly need a break from so much fucking too. The two Healers would certainly do a good job continuing what she started.“Well?” Razel tilted his head, “We hope we’re not late for the party?”Sasha only groaned. Alain, however, raises his eyebrows at his Beta. “And who told you that all of you should be here?”All seems to be an understatement considering who the Beta Razel has brought. Alain whispered a thank you to the Moon Goddess that Beta Razel didn’t
“I never betrayed you nor stopped loving you, Sasha.” They all stopped on their convergence. They’re all naked and horny, but they stopped to clear this misunderstanding between Ansel and Sasha. Alain smiled, but not in insult. They’ve discussed that matter several times including their delicious encounter in the barn. He tried his face to be void of any emotion. “If all three of us are to work with each other, then we must address this—” Ansel waved a hand to both him and Sasha. Alain might have been jealous, but the Alpha didn’t let it show. “What’s more to address, Ansel? Let’s just accept that love will never happen to both of us—to either of the two of us even when we still both have feelings for each other.” Ansel sighed, his fingers fidgeting to wherever he could hide it from her sight. “Look, listen. I...I never betrayed my love towards you. I remained loyal—I know you won’t believe me but that’s true. I already told you, Klea manipulated
Sasha didn’t care if she descended into madness. This thing with two Alphas is madness itself. She didn’t care about the cold, the river, the absurdity of giving herself fully to two Alphas who can easily dispose of her when they grew tired of her—or when they no longer needed her. But now that they desperately need her for political purposes and personal gain...she’ll enjoy her part. Queens are once pawns as they say. “Like it?” she asked either of them as she withdrew her mouth from Alain.Alpha Ansel, whose dick was still inside her, nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck and kissed her side of the face as he caressed her wet chestnut hair. “I think that as a yes,” she said as Alpha Ansel and her both looked at each other.She met his lips in a blink. Sasha cupped Alpha Ansel’s face as the kiss deepened with one of her hands while the other worked with Alpha Alain’s massive length. ***Too much sex is not enough sex, that’s what Alph
Beta Apollo wasn’t joking. She’s barely wearing nothing. Sasha gritted her teeth and rubbed her hands together as she covered both her breasts. The white see-through dress, embroidered with golden threads, is as good as nothing. Right. She’s a prize to be enjoyed. Tonight, she’s not a shivering young woman who expects to be warmed by two marvelous Alphas. She shouldn’t care if her middle remains exposed for whatever eyes dare to land on her body. She is Sasha Forster, desired by two Alphas. The prize of two Alphas. The cold was an agony. She always knew Wintra River wasn’t named after the Goddess of Winter for nothing. The Fire Moon Pack might be humid and bright but the Wintra River is just an hour walk from their pack and this part of the river is covered in ice all year long. Beta Apollo accompanied her with a horse on the way here from her apartment. The grinning blonde Beta wouldn’t let his “masterpiece” walk in atonement for an hour alone. But
No matter how many times Sasha tells herself that it will be alright, Sasha knows it will never be alright. Klea is definitely no longer the friend she believed her to be. She even wondered if she was ever a friend to her at all. She’s an enemy now, and no doubt it stems from Klea’s jealousy—of her and Ansel and their relationship and everything in between the Alpha and the Omega. The sun was already high up in the sky when she woke up in her bedroom. The apartment and everything that surrounds it seems more jovial than the usual silence. Klea wasn’t here, and it’s a relief. But something crashed, and it seems to be coming from the kitchen.She’s not alone then, she realized. Not entirely. Her relief turned to anxiety. Her heart was a thundering beast in her chest. Sasha pried open the door, hoping to catch a glimpse of Klea’s hair or annoying voice or perhaps another male she brought to Sasha’s apartment to fuck. But it was male v
She’s as good as being tortured with the excruciating pain shrieking in her every bone and muscle, her skin tight. Blood undeniably seething in her veins. The lovemaking with Alpha Ansel is a childhood dream come true during the midnight of her eighteenth birthday weeks ago. The sex with Alpha Alain in the dungeons was nothing short of wild and untamed. But being fucked by the two Alphas on the night of the Wolf Moon Festival is…it’s delirious. And delicious. Maybe it was deliciously delirious. Sasha was still whispering to herself when she realized she was no longer in the barn. She blinked, drinking in the details of her surroundings: the glass ceiling, the lavish bed, and the roaring fireplace. Indeed, Fire Moon Pack may be the Pack of Flames but they were situated near the Verdean Forest, the very heart of coldness in all of Westfall. That’s why their pack is cold too, even when winter is now leaving. Perhaps the chilling secrets of the
‘When you play with fire, you’ll get burned. When you play with thorns, you’ll bleed in no time.’ Ansel can still clearly remember his father, the late Alpha Ariel’s voice in his head pounding as he slowly pulled himself away from Alain’s lips. He caressed his lips, his jaw and the side of his mouth before wholly letting go of his grip on the Alpha’s sweaty black hair. “So? What do you think of this try out?” Alain grinned at his question. He didn’t even bother to haul himself up and face him with his feet on the ground, not his knees surrendering before his feet. “We should—” “I’d like more.” Sasha cut in, fixing herself so that her breasts met their eyes, her back on the hay. “More, please.” Two words made Ansel’s throat dry: more and please. “Fuck.” Alain muttered under his breath, his arms slacking on his sides. “Look what you made her do!” “Us.” “What?” The Alpha of the Shadow Rose Pack’s throat bobb