I furiously worked on his prick, forcefully pushing my mouth onto it, reaching the opening to my throat and sucking up and down. After a few more minutes of torturous sucking and licking, his cock became rock hard. My eyes were shining with lust as I could make his pole erect once more.“Your mouth feels so good, darling,” he whispered, his fingers lacing through my hair. “It feels so hot, just like your pussy. Though not as wet and delicious as that one.”I blushed at his words as I nibbled, my teeth teasing the nerve-rich area with both pain and pleasure. He squirmed under me, his body rigid. Even his toes seemed tense. My soft lips planted a kiss on the head before I sucked it into my mouth. My tongue made ticklish motions as it fluttered over his skin, and my lips massaged gently at the ridge. I wrapped my hands firmly around the base, loving the way he squirmed under me as I bobbed my head. I slipped him back out of my mouth before I lowered and engulfed his head in my soft wet
I let him slip out of my mouth and stroked down his dick with my closed lips, just feeling him smooth against them. I nibbled at him, the skin of my lips stretched tight over my teeth, not to prevent him from feeling them but to stretch my lips tight and allow every portion of them to savour feeling him. My tongue slipped out to make the tiniest of licks over his flesh as I did this, tasting him all over. Once I'd reached the base, I worked my way back up, continuing the process and making barely audible little noises of pleasure.I wriggled my arse when the hands placed on it, started caressing its way down, feeling my warm flesh while teasing without touching, seeming to ghost on me with the feel. Moaning in frustration, I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his dick. They glided down the swollen shaft on the thin coating of saliva. My tongue stroked against him. My teeth were biting just into his skin as I slid back up. My teeth were smooth and hard, and they glided up ove
Fuelled with lust, he pulled his rigid cock up to the tip of my pussy and slammed back into the depths with a violent forward thrust. He drove his cock into me, watching my breasts bounce with every thrust of his cock. Swiftly, I wrapped my legs around his waist and locked my ankles together, which heightened our intimacy.“Fuck me harder,” I begged, momentarily forgetting how tired I was. You could say his lust seemed to rub off on me, making me feel half of the thing he was feeling and giving me this urge to get him to take me harder, knowing it might bruise me from it. I couldn't tell whose groans were louder, Mitch's or Mike's. They seemed to drown my moans and cries for Mike to go faster. He kissed me as if our lives depended on it, and he increased the pace of fucking my warm pussy by pumping his erect cock in and out harder and faster. My puffy pink pussy lips grasped at his cock every time he pulled back. His balls slapped against my inner thighs during each forward thrust.
I moaned at his request, getting on my knees as slowly as I could, so as not to get overwhelmed by acting too fast. He got to my face, stroking his dick, as my eyes followed his every action. I raised my hand towards his cock, and he let me wrap it around the base. He put a hand behind my head and started humping his dick in and out of my mouth, getting barely more than the head of it in. He wasn't going as fast as Mike and as hard as Miles. He was as tender as he'd always been with me. Running his fingers through my hair.I loved feeling his smooth skin on my tongue. I then felt his other hand on my stomach, sliding down to my cunt. I started humping his hand as, once again, he rubbed my clit. “You are all swollen,” he growled, his fingers still working my cunt, his thumb stroking my clit as gently as he could. His index slid down further until I felt 2 fingers enter my wet pussy and curl inside of me. This induced me to grind a little harder and the deeper he drove them in, the m
We lay on the bed for a long time, no words said, just listening to our heartbeats. I felt complete at that moment, my face full of smiles. It seemed like the problems of weeks ago didn't happen, that we just woke up from a dream. Mitch reached out for me and held my right hand, prompting me to look down at him. I smiled, and he mirrored the expression, his eyes cringing at the sides. “Thank you for choosing us, darling,” he mouthed, showing off his perfect white teeth. Mike was the only one with a not too straight teeth. Though, you wouldn't notice if you weren't looking closely. Mitch was the one who knocked it off during a play fight, and it came up wrongly. I nodded, grinning. The others reached towards me, making certain they were touching a part of my body. They cocooned me in their warmth, with no desire to let go. They were mine like it was meant to be. Our love was tested and though we came out with scars, we were still together.“I was wondering about the mating ceremon
MITCH“Again?” I frowned, looking up from my laptop at Mike, who had just returned from a call we got from the elders. I was busy with some last-minute preparations with Miles, who we sent him to check what the call was. “The same.” He nodded, sitting on the armchair across from mine. “The mode of death is still the same,” he added. “Their organs?” Miles questioned. “Taken.” Sighing, Mike relaxed in the chair. “I doubt I would ever get used to that gruesome scene.”I pinched the bridge of my nose as I closed the laptop to focus on him. This was the 10th case of horrid murder since this week. It started 7 days ago when we lost one of the best hunters in the pack. They are not what their names implied, though. Before we adopted technology and all that, the ones born into the hunters' family were great rangers. They know the forest like the back of their hands, and the right candidates to take with you for a hunt. But since the adoption of technology, they were now used as guards. H
A knock on the door interrupted us. The person rapped thrice before they opened the door. The PA we were just talking about stepped into the office, closing the door behind him as he walked towards our table.Frank was the candidate Summer chose. Yeah, you heard that right. She was the one who interviewed our PA. There were over 50 applicants, but she selected him. She didn't bother interviewing the girls. She dismissed 40 of them because they were women. After, she would accuse us of always being jealous when hers went to the extreme. Most of the women she dismissed were mated, but she felt like they wouldn't mind if the person they were cheating on were the Alphas. After all, we were yet to mark her, so the position of the Luna of the pack remained vacant. She believed they all wanted that seat, which was why she didn't give the woman the time of the day, dismissing them without conducting an interview. Frank was the one she chose. He was the youngest of all the applicants, 21, a
SUMMERWorking from home most times is a godsend. I didn't know just how hectic the first months would be for me. I thought opening a business was the easiest thing in the entire world and wouldn't take much from me. But boy, was I crazy having such thoughts because that ain't easy at all, not when I have over 59 people working for me. Mike said it was because I wanted to start big, which was why it became cumbersome for me. It took a month for me to get used to this, and I think I'd gotten the hang of it. I'd gotten adopted to everything and everyone. Used to get greeted each morning whenever I walked into the building and get requests from my workers. At first, it was overwhelming. But not anymore. A knock on my door interrupted me. I looked up from my desktop, asking the person to step in. “Good morning, ma'am,” Janet, my secretary, greeted me when she stepped in, smiling as she nervously tucked a strand of her hair behind her left ear. “Good morning,” I smiled at her, watchin
“But before that, you guys need to wash up,” I said in my way stern voice. “What do you do after a full day of playing out?” “We wash up!” Blue replied while the girls groaned.“Good. It's time to do that, darlings.” The girls sighed at my words. With their shoulders drooped and matching frowns on their faces, they strode towards the stairs, with Blue skipping all the way.“How was work, darling?” Miles asked as he placed a kiss on my left cheek. “Good.” Smiling, I stepped into the kitchen to announce my return to my other mates before I went upstairs to help the kids with their bath. The girls asked to go first, so they could rush downstairs and eat the cookies their dad promised them before Blue could finish. And being the best mummy I could for my son, I bathed him first, while the girls groaned about how unreasonable this was. Really? They thought it was unfair because I didn't honour their wishes. I couldn't be blamed for that, though. Not when Blue was the only one who wo
Four Years Later“Mum!” I turned at the call, smiling as Hazel ran towards me. “See mummy, I drew a cat!” she yelled out. “Oh, darling.” I got down on one knee so I could hug her. “Let's see.” I took the drawing book from her and made a surprised expression at the cat she drew. “It's wonderful!” I leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead. “Soon, you will be so good at this, you will beat the best artists in the entire world.” “Even the humans?” She looked up, her eyes sparkling.“Yeah, those.” I patted her red hair, which was so much like my father's. Well, our babies all had red hair and blue eyes. I assumed they would have the same hair as their fathers, but they took after their grandfather. “Mum!” Scarlet and Blue ran towards me, yelling as they tried to outrun each other.Seeing how delighted they were at my return, you would think I left them for a trip, not knowing I just returned from work. Ever since the pack opened the veil to welcome the human city, the human
When I assumed things couldn't get any better, my mates proved me wrong. I didn't know they were still thinking of the mating ceremony. I had long given up on that. Despite the change of treatments from the pack; I assumed they wouldn't fully accept me. Who would have thought my mates would get them to accept me?They didn't tell me about that because the elders were still waiting for an auspicious day. As my due date got nearer, they became apprehensive. However, they didn't tell me the reason until the elders provided a date, two days before the date the doctor gave me. They were so thrilled, they almost hugged the living hell out of me. It felt like they were going to press our babies out from how happy they were as they expressed their happiness. I might not be a werewolf, but I understood how important it was for them to bond with me before the babies arrived. Father was, after all, the one who made the rules. Funny enough, I had forgotten about that until Mitch mentioned it.
SUMMERIt appeared Helen was the one who followed me. While the others burned in the house, she escaped so she would get rid of me, as revenge. It turned out her lover died in the fire with the rest.We fought with each other, and she would have hit the stone on my head, but she slipped. When I saw her on the floor, I couldn't tell what got over me as I climbed on her and used the rock she intended to kill me with on her. It wasn't until she was dead that I realized what I had just done. My hands shook as I watched her, tears streaming down my eyes at the sight of the lifeless woman I had just killed. I didn't know what to do, and could only sit there bawling out my eyes as I tried to tell the world I didn't harm her intentionally. Had she not sought to kill me, I doubt I would have harmed her. It took a lot from my mates to console me until I stopped shivering. Though I kept on muttering that I didn't mean to murder her, I wasn't as scared as I was when I hit her head with the sto
“I support that,” I added when I noticed my brothers were looking at me, waiting for my confirmation. “It's settled then. No matter how many fake tracks we will get, we have all decided to scale through them, right?” John lifted an eyebrow, waiting for our reply. “That's right.” We nodded. If he was pissed we spoke at the same time, he didn't let it show. Instead, he grinned as he turned, and soon took off. We followed him, my brothers having changed into their human form after our first fight. They realized it was easier to fight the bloodsuckers in our human forms since our wolves were vulnerable to their claws.And like that, we ended up going to ten bases. It wasn't until the last one that we got on the right track. We learned it from a vampire who recognized John. It turned out John was with the vampire prince, who ran away from home when he was eighteen and refused to return.The night we beat him up was his first day away from home. Hearing about that made us guilty. Though
MITCHIt turned out we were right by enlisting John's help. I doubt we would have discovered a trail had he not been with us. Though it was painful to say these words, I would do that. His nose was more sensitive and sharp than ours was. While we couldn't pick up a scent from the different ones in the air, he could do that. He didn't even have to continue sniffing as he went like we would have done.Not only did he discover Summer's scent among the millions in the air, but he also found out that whoever took her was working with vampires. I would have teased him about not knowing the things his pack members were involved with but thought better about it. We had far more pressing matters to do, and teasing wasn't part of it. John didn't immediately set out when he got the scent he was looking for. He kept on sniffing to make sure his nose wasn't picking up the wrong ones before he took off. My brothers changed into their wolf forms and ran after him, while I called Jeremy for reinfor
I watched him without saying a word because I didn't know what the fuck I should say. This wasn't what I was expecting. When I called the murderer a psycho, I believed he did it because of the gratification he got from shedding blood. Who would have thought they forced him to do it? I didn't blame him at all. Even though his way of taking care of things wasn't right. He shouldn't have taken matters into his hands like he did. But I still didn't fault him.Had I been in his shoes, I would have done worse than that. I was aware of how soft-hearted I was, but not in such a situation. I wouldn't have let those men stay a minute more on earth, not after all the things they did to my best friend.“I wouldn't say I understand your pain, and I won't also claim to know how you feel because I haven't experienced something like this. However, I'm not faulting the actions you took. Had I been in the same situation, I would have done the same, even worse.” He looked surprised by my words. “Reall
SUMMERI watched Helen with a bored look on my face. “Why did you tell me that? I believe in actions and not words, Helen. I hope you realize that.” “Oh?” She grinned, not looking fazed by my remarks. “I do too. I love action more than words, Summer. Soon, you will feel a taste of it, but not now. I just want you to enjoy the peace of this place while you can.” I didn't reply to that. All I did was roll my eyes and hope she could tell her words did not bother me. The door opened and closed before I heard footsteps. Like I did when Helen stepped in, I didn't look back. I just kept my attention on the woman sitting on the bed, while waiting for the person who entered to show themselves. And when they did, I could only gape, watching Fred with shocked eyes and my mouth opened wide in surprise. “Are you two working together?” I demanded, looking from one to the other while trying to tell myself I was imagining things. I knew I wasn't when Helen smirked. “Stunned?” Fred didn't say a
He arrived a few minutes later. It was faster than we expected. And to further stun us, he ran all the way. If that wasn't freaking crazy, you got to tell me what else might be. It wasn't until he stood in front of us that we realized why we thought the scent on Summer's body was familiar. On the night Summer ran away from home after we found our mate, we went to a human bar to get drunk and ran into him. He had the most awful smell in the entire world, and that pissed us off more than anything else. To cut a long story short, we ended up hitting him to ease our pain. We might have wounded him, but we didn't care. He was an outlet for us. Though we regretted it the next morning when we sobered up, we couldn't find him. He seemed to have disappeared after the fight. That's if you would call it that. It was more like a beating than a fight since we ganged up on him. “Fancy meeting you again.” He folded his arms, staring at us with his mouth pursed. “Didn't count on meeting the bulli