“I've got to find a way to get through this force field,” the werewolf stated as he watched Ezekiel's cabin. A cabin that was magically hidden from him and the rest of the world, but the night he found his mate wandering in the woods and his wolf tried talking to her, she ran away towards the cabin and began yelling for help, and, like magic, the beat-up cabin appeared to his eyes. But that wasn't the most confusing part. The most confusing thing was the night before he met her in the bar, he smelt her, and she was a human, but now she smells different. Did Ezekiel turn her? He wondered, but that would have taken time. She was human, so it would have taken months to turn her. That couldn't be it. Was she a werewolf who knew how to hide her scent? No, that couldn't be it either. Only members of his family could do so. And the Moon Goddess could not have been so fucked in the head to mate him to his kin. But then again, she could be a little bitch when she wanted to. He listened in to t
Dazed and confused, that was how Kitty felt when she woke up the next morning. Her head was pounding, and the bright light creeping through the window was making the throbbing in her brain worse.“What happened last night?” She muttered. Her breath reeked, and her mouth tasted of metal. She gagged, throwing her palms over her lips while she galloped to her bathroom. She emptied her stomach into the toilet. “What the fuck did I eat last night!”She peeled over the bowl once more and unloaded some more of her gut. She felt like she had no intestines left. Flashes of silky red hair dancing between her thighs wandered through her head. “Zeek,” she whispered. “He'll tell me what happened.” She told herself. The last thing she remembered was being with Ezekiel and how good of a pussy sucker he was. Without even brushing her teeth and showering, she rushed downstairs. “Grandpa?” She called, but she didn't get an answer. Katherine figured he might have gone fishing with his buddies again. She
Cassie spent the next hour crying. She hated what her dad and his wife did to her friends. If only she could punch them in their faces, but she knew that would be a sin according to the Bible; One should honour thy father and mother, or in this case, stepmother. Cassie thought about calling Kitty for comfort, but ever since she and Cherry broke up, the trio had not been so close-knitted anymore. She tried to make it work with Cheryl, but she just couldn't deal with the lies and the sneaking around. They would argue every day. The two of them brought out the worse in each other. All Cassie wanted was an adult relationship, but she assumed Cherry was nothing but a fuckgirl who wasn't capable of a commitment. Cassandra laughed at herself. She was being a hypocrite. She knew she loved Cheryl, but she felt something was missing. She continued to sob her eyes out until they were swollen, then she fell asleep. Meanwhile, that night, Katherine and Cheryl were having a sleepover. “It's just
Cassie and Cherry both watched Kitty pace the room. She was biting her nails down to the quip. Her mind was racing with so many things, like who could have cursed her pussy, or why would someone want to curse her pussy? Her vagina hadn't done nothing bad to anyone. Shit! If she wasn't mistaken, she would say it had done wonders for the men she slept with. Cherry was also doing some thinking. She hacked into the police database and got some of the photos of the crime scenes, and most of the marks on the victims looked just like the ones that werewolf left on her neck. She promised herself she would get to the bottom of this. In the meantime, she had to play it cool, like it wasn’t serious to her. “Kitty, stop pacing around you're making me dizzy,” Cherry complained. “Well, I can't. Your pussy is not the one with a hex on it, now is it?” Kitty was mad, she felt helpless. The only thing she was grateful for was that she didn’t fuck Ezekiel, well, she hoped oral sex didn’t count in thi
“Fiona, please tell me you're not seriously marrying that stiff?” Mitch grunted. He couldn’t believe what his sister was telling him. “I love him, Mitch, and I don't care what you or Mom and Dad think. I will marry Ricky with or without your blessings.” Fiona jabbed his shoulder with her index finger. She could be bossy and stubborn all at the same time. Her attitude drove her parents and brother crazy. But when she sets her mind to something, nobody could change it. “You're my little sister. I can't let you make such a big mistake, especially since I know mates are real.” Mitch was hoping his sister would see things clearly but she was blinded by love. She was such a hopeless romantic that Mitch used to make fun of her for crying at romance films and books. But ever since he met Cassie, he realized the beauty of love.“I'm younger by two fucking minutes Mitch, don't act like I ain't grown. Now I am marrying Ricky, end of discussion, plus maybe Cassie is just special and mates aren'
It had been a week since Kitty said goodbye to her friends as they went off on their summer adventures. Cassie traveled back to Jamaica to spend time with her family in the town of Ocho Rios, while Cherry went to her vacation house in Brazil with her family. Kitty was in the department store pushing her trolley when it collided with another. “Oh, sorry. I didn't see you there,” she apologized immediately. “It's OK. I wasn't looking where I was going, either.” Kitty's neck snapped up to the person immediately recognizing the rusty, sexy voice. “Mitch, what are you doing here?” She blushed, and he smiled. Kitty's pussy jumped when she noticed how deep Mitch's dimples were. His chocolate skin was rich and smooth, and she couldn't help but get wet for him. She was horny like a rabbit. Mitch's eyes widened as he smells Kitty's juices stewing. He could tell she was horny. She smelt like sardines. A very rare smell for a female. Mitch cleared his throat and answered her. “Uh, I was just
KITTY'S POVMitch and I were making out like crazy. I was rocking back and forth, grinding my hips, pressing my pussy harder on his lap. I heard him release an animalistic growl, and it turned me on more. I had on a small black dress which made it easy for him to slip his hands around to cup my ass cheeks. I was a chubby girl for my age, and also tall, standing at 5'11. Mitch was just an inch or two above me. But he was still one of the most handsome men I've ever laid eyes on. Everything about him was chocolate. He was like a chocolate bath that I just wanted to swim in. We continued kissing, and my pussy was growing super wet, and his cock was getting super hard. He squeezed my ass harder and I moaned louder. He slipped one of his fingers between my panties and sunk it inside my pussy. “Ah, Mitch… Fuck, yes.” I loved his finger up my wet pussy. I was getting wetter and as his finger moved around inside my hole, a sloppy sound echoed around the room. “You're very experience, I can
KITTY'S POVMitch's cock was so big and strong. I felt full for the first time in a long time. He slammed into my hole repeatedly, grunting and growling. The whole thing was so hot. The bed was squeaking loudly the more Mitch rammed his strong cock into my greedy pussy. I kept calling out for Jesus to come and save me, but he didn't come. Jesus left me alone to face this big cock and take this pounding from Mitch. “Fuck yeah, Mitch, your dick feels so good!” I shouted. Mitch was sweating like a murderer on trial. His dark chocolate skin glistened as he slid in and out of me. “Katherine, I haven't — ah! Ah! I haven’t Had sex in a while,” he confessed. “I think I'm gonna cum now!” “Bust in this pussy babyyy!” I clamped my legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into this pussy. Mitch growled and bucked into my wet slit. The veins in his forehead seemed like they were gonna pop. He lifted his head to the ceiling and closed his eyes tightly. We were both grunting and wheezing. My
Jim and his wolf hadn't slept in days. He had been bugging Jim to go out on a run, but he couldn't bear to leave Cassie's side. She had six seizures in three days. Something wasn't right, any regular human would have died from an Alpha's or, in this case, a soon-to-be Alpha's bite. What the fuck was Mitch thinking biting her like that? Jim asked himself. “Alpha, you have to eat something,” Kristoff took Jim's shoulder and pleaded with him to get some food. “I just don't have the desire to eat. What if something happens to her while I'm gone?” “You don't have to leave her. I can have the chef send your food here,” Kristoff declared, then his nose flared. “Do you smell that?” Kristoff asked. “No—what do you smell?” Jim sniffed the air, but nothing. “I don't know, but I smell chocolates and something else. I'm not sure, but I think - " Kristoff walked up to the bed where Cassie lay. “I think it's coming from Cassie,” he said as he knelt on his knees. He brushed a thumb over t
KITTY'S POVHoly fuck! My head hurts, I groaned as I woke up wrapped in Zeek's sheets. I reached my hand over to his side of the bed, and oddly, I knew it had been hours since he left. “I'm so hungry,” I yawned, stirring in the bed and then sitting up. “Plus, I need some aspirin. This headache's a bitch.” “Tell me about it,” a strange yet familiar voice mumbled inside my head. “Who said that?” I asked. “Not this nonsense again. It's me Meadow.” The voice was annoyed. Meadow, right. It had been almost a year since I'd heard this strange voice inside my head. “You're not real.”"Of course I am. I've been waiting for you to wake up so I could apologize for leaving you. I'll never leave you again,” Meadow admitted. “But Kitty, we have to leave. Zeek is a bad person. He hurt me — he hurt us.”"Please, Zeek is an amazing guy, but I would love for you to leave me alone,” I snapped, struggling to get off the bed. I grabbed a piss pot and did my business. The burning sensation told me I h
KITTY'S POV “Oh, yes!” I murmured. I loved feeling Ezekiel’s cock filling me up like this. It was like there was no space left for him to move. His dick fitted inside my hole like a lock and key. “Kitty, you feel so good,” he whispered out as he pulled out slightly. I already felt him rubbing me raw and he was barely moving. But I knew it was only a matter of time before he released the beast in him and fucked me like the whore I was. “Ah — oh,” I bucked when he grabbed a hold of my hips and yanked me all the way down on his cock, slamming into me, fast and hard. His balls slapped against my skin. I flung my head back. “Shit — it feels so good.” Again and again, he jerked my hips towards him at the same time as he was plunging into me. Violently and without mercy. The pleasure was too much. “Zeek, I'm not gonna last.” “I don't want you to last,” he grunted, pounding into me faster and harder. “I love how my cock looks sliding in and out of your pussy. Cum for me, Kitty. I want y
KITTY'S POV Like a predator, his eyes stalked me, probably imagining all the dirty ways he wanted to fuck me. My pussy heated up like a bonfire, blazing with need and desire. My clitoris hurt from being fully erected. It begged for some friction, any form of release; a hug, a kiss, a fucking tongue. I closed my legs tightly, rubbing them together to cool the fire. Zeek's eyes got lost in a sea of gold. They were bright swirls of how I pictured the gates of heaven to be, but I didn't back away. I wanted him to rapture my body, to tear my walls down, and wreak havoc on my greedy pussy. I was already moaning, and his dick was still nowhere near my entrance. He was still unmoving, except for his heaving chest. His red hair flaming against his green-coloured eyes. He looked like a red demon; hot and dangerous. “Pussy Cat, this will not be like the other times,” he told me. His voice was deep, calculated, yet he spoke with such gentleness I couldn't help but become hypnotized.
18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED. A/N: IF AN*L SEX OFFENDS YOU, PLEASE DON'T READ CHAPTER 47. THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN FOR FUN AND ALL THE CHARACTERS WERE CREATED WITH MY FRIENDS IN MIND. THIS CHAPTER WAS WRITTEN WITH MY FRIEND, KATHERINE P IN MIND. I INTERVIEWED HER AND ASKED HER QUESTIONS ABOUT WHAT SHE LIKED IN BED AND SHE WANTED ME TO INCORPORATE THIS STUFF INTO KITTY'S CHARACTER TO BETTER PORTRAY HER. I WASN'T GOING TO DO IT — BUT I SAID WHAT THE HELL, WRITING IS SUPPOSED TO BE CREATIVE AND SUBJECTIVE. SO AGAIN YOU’VE BEEN WARNED.
EZEKIEL'S POV It amazed me that my mate was so well experienced, yet it was obvious from the look in her eyes that she never ever experienced true intimacy. Well then, it was a good thing I was made to please just her, and that was what I plan to do for the rest of my life as long as the Moon Goddess wanted me to. Hell, even if for some fucked up reason, Selene said I should leave her, then I would tell the Moon Goddess to fuck off. There was nothing in this world that could get me to leave this girl. “Now leg here,” I instructed her, patting the bed where I wanted her to lay her foot. My voice was thick and rough, and I knew it had a positive effect on her. Kitty's leg wobbled as she slowly placed it on the bed. Her left leg was barely holding her steady, so I gripped her waist with my right hand. I lowered my snout to her centre and inhaled deeply, making sure to press the tip of my nose onto the tip of her clit. My ears perked when I heard her gulp. I chuckled against her fles
EZEKIEL'S POVI was frozen on the spot, my feet seemed melded to the floor. My throat burned, and my eyes appeared dry, like someone poured a truckload of sand in them. My lips quivered as I saw the look of fear and hurt on my mate's face. Did she just call me Alphus? “Who told you that name?” I grabbed her shoulders a little rougher than I intended. She flinched, but she didn't back away. “So it's true, your name is Alphus and not Ezekiel. You told me you loved me and that I was yours, but you lied to me, you fucking lied to me!” she yelled, streaks of tears washed some of the sludge off her face. That was another thing I needed to find out. Why did she have mud all over her naked body? “Why — why did you lie to me?” Her voice cracked at the end and my heart shattered into millions of tiny pieces. I tugged her to my frame and wrapped my arms around her. Her body trembled as she cried. I stroked her muddy hair with my fingertips. “I had never lied to you, but just know that there
KITTY'S POV Justin wasn't a talker. The drive home was in complete silence. I kept eyeing him. He was a handsome werewolf—shit, I couldn't believe I was saying werewolf. They were werewolves, all of them. I promised Jim and Mitch that I would keep it a secret, but I felt Cassie knew. So apparently, Mitch told me she was his mate, just like how I was Ezekiel's mate, I mean Alphus' mate. I couldn't believe he lied to me. I'd never felt so used in my entire life. The car pulled up on the old narrow dirt path to my house and Justin helped me out of the car and into the house. When I entered, I saw grandpa playing poker with Skyler and Mikey. I rolled my eyes. I was a bad granddaughter for leaving my grandfather in the care of werewolves. “Hey grandpa,” I ran up to him and greeted him. I kept my eyes on the two werewolves, again they scrunched up their noses at me. Jim had explained to me that werewolves could smell your signature scent, so apparently I smelt like sardines to them
MITCH'S POV The time had come for Cassie to go to the Crimson Flame Pack. The Kristoff guy was here, and he had prepared the necessities for his travel back to his pack. Jim wanted to stay with us and help with the Alpha King, but I didn't feel comfortable leaving Cassie with Kristoff. Even though he was Jim's beta, he was a stranger and the way how he kept looking at Cassie sent chills up and down my spine. “Are you certain you don't want me to stay?” Jim asked. “No, bro. I need you to look after Cassie, plus your infirmary is better than the one we have here, so I know she'll be in good hands. But are you sure about this Kristoff guy?” I had to ask. “Yo, I promise, he's a good guy. He would give his life for her.” He assured me. “OK,” I sighed, still not sure about him. “So how's Diego?” Jim asked. “He's healing, but slowly,” I answered. “And the she-wolf, Diana, is she OK?” He wanted to know. “Yeah, she is with my dad. Apparently, the Alpha King slaughtered her enti