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
A sound caused me to sit up. It was the first time I'd heard squeals from the women working for me. The office was usually quiet aside from lunch hours. Even then, they didn't make enough noise. I once wondered if I filled the office with disciplined nerds because none of them stepped out of line. It wasn't far-fetched, since half of them graduated from college before 20. Miles said I employed kids, not knowing I took them in because of how good they sounded, and I was yet to regret that. They were as efficient as those who had been in the business for a long time.Moreover, all those experienced employees started somewhere. It would be dope if they had it in their resumes that they learned the grids from me. I would be the popular boss, with hundreds of workers testifying in my favour. Frowning, I got up from my chair and approached my door, eager for some gossip. I would highly appreciate anything that can keep me awake until 3. I opened the door and stared out. The corridor was
It took 20 minutes for them to come up to my office. I thought I would have to wait the entire day to see them because of their fans, who might be pouting at the moment. They knocked on the door before stepping in. They didn't even wait for me to ask them in, traipsing like they owned the entire place when they didn't. “Darling!” Miles was the first to come close to me. He walked around the table and placed a kiss on my neck. “We have missed you so much, darling. Why do you have to work far from home?” He pouted, looking like he was about to cry. I raised an eyebrow at that, knowing there was a reason for the way he was acting. “Out with it, already. What do you want from me?”“Why do you think we need anything from you?” Mitch asked as he sat at my table, looking at me with a sly smile. “Can't we visit whenever we miss you?”“Yeah. Why are you always thinking bad about us?” Mike pouted. “It's not right, darling. Can't you pity these husbands of yours?”“Husbands? Last I checked, m