(Lena POV) "Please, you may all eat," Damien said to everyone, and they dug in. "Now would you explain where my own plate is for food?" I asked, already suspecting his response, but it still came as a shock to me. "There would be no need for that, Lena; I'll be feeding you," he says. "I am very capable of eating by myself." "I know that." "Yet?" "Yet, I think it is sexy to see you eat from me." "When you say it, it sounds very different from just 'eating," I muttered, grateful for the conversation that had already begun on the dining table, even if I was sure some twisted people were still listening in—and yes, they were all twisted attendees. "What does it sound like?" he asked, and a small smirk formed on my lips. Two could play the game. "Something from my own sexual fantasies," I said, and that gave him a pause. The smirk on my lips grew wider. "And if I may know, what do your sexual fantasies entail?" "Me eating from you, of course, but in these fantasies, I am on my
(Lena's POV)"You are nude, on your knees, with my hands in your hair. I would really love to hear the rest of your sexual fantasy," Damien says."Then... I do this," I whispered, cupping him in my hands, and then I let my lips tease his tip. I tasted him again and again. I could see what it did to him; I could see what my touch could do to Damien. "Then you take the lead.""And what do I do?" he asked, a strain in his voice."You fuck my mouth," I whispered, and with that, he didn't hold back. I felt him, his hips moving in jerky motions as he thrust into my mouth, deep but not deep enough to make me gag. I let my mouth wrap around his huge length; it would be impossible to take him all in.He let out a deep guttural sound. His pace quickened, and I knew he was very close to his release, and then he pulled out of me. The salty taste of his pre-cum remained in my mouth.I knew it took every self-control in him to end this now, and I was curious to what he wanted to do next. He didn't
(Natasha's POV)Alpha Damien had been watching me back in the dining room. I was sure of it. I did my best to shield how panicked I felt, but it was strange. I had used the poision in every right way, yet the way he stared at me, he suspected something. But he shouldn't know, right? I was the last person to suspect. Yet from the way he stared at me, I knew something was very wrong.Even Diego noticed it. I didn't have much time; whatever had to be done had to be done very fast.I laid in bed at night, Diego was gone again, and he didn't know that my body only needed four hours of sleep to function; anything more than that was just me being lazy, so I always noticed the time he stood from the bed and walked out of the room each night, thinking I was still asleep.What if he had another woman he was going to?The question popped up in my mind, but the truth was that... I didn't care; I would have cared if it was Set with another woman, but with him, I had trained my heart in such a way
(Natasha's POV)Lost in thoughts, I realized the figure a little too late.A female structure stood a distance away. I contemplated turning back and maybe following another route, but that didn't seem wise. It could be more suspicious that I was found creeping around, but that still didn't mean there was any proof that I was actually doing 'anything' wrong.Then I noticed the scent.That wasn't the Luna's scent, but it did smell a bit familiar. I got closer, and then I realized who it was.The first time I had seen her was when I was trying to sneak into Diego's room. I had paused to listen to the conversation she was having with the omega. I remembered how sensitive she had been; she did suspect someone was listening in, even if I had been quiet.I wondered why she stood there; she seemed to be waiting for me, but I was going to pretend like I didn't know that; after all, we had never really chatted before, and so I 'attempted' walking past her—that was the word, 'attempt'—she stopp
(Lena's POV) I woke up with this strange feeling like something bad was about to happen, I felt nervous. The pack seemed too quiet for a regular Saturday morning. Pushing all those feelings aside, I got ready for the day. There was a knock on the door and for some reasons, my heart pounded. It was the Luna, my mother. She had a smile on her face and that surprised me, I was used to the ugly looks she usually reserved for me, so this was new, still I felt hope building up, it was stupid to think that she smiling at me meant anything, but still I felt hopeful. I found it strange that a mother could hate her own child. Her only child. "Your father wants to have a word with you darling" she said, I didn't miss the pet name, it had been years since she called me any pet names, it felt all wrong, everything about her visit, for one, she was trying to be nice and secondly my father rarely speaks to me, sometimes it was like he wanted to forget he had a child. My parents had wanted a male
(Lena’s POV)It still didn’t register in my mind, what exactly did my father mean?Married?“This is all some kind of lie, isn’t it?” I asked and my mother shook her head.“That’s why you’ve been summoned here”“No, it can’t be true... father!”, I felt the panic rising, I knew my parents didn’t like me, but this was too far, exchanging me for money was cruel, even for them too.“Remember you are doing this for the pack, for all of us, we would be free of the debts we owe the other packs”“You have no right to marry me off to settle your debts, I’ll find my mate....”My father stood to his feet, looking furious. “I am your father and your Alpha, I have every right to do so”“But... but what about my mate?”“Cut the Crap”, my mother said to me, “You didn’t find your mate when you turned eighteen, maybe he is out there with someone better or he is dead, sorry to break it to you, but you might never find him”I didn’t know why it always came as a shock to me when I hear the hate in my par
(Lena’s POV)True Mates didn’t need wedding ceremonies to make things official, but Alpha Damien was not my mate. Our wedding came only three days after my father had shared the news to me, unknowingly to me, my father had gone behind my back and accepted the marriage proposal without even asking me, he knew one way or the other, this would end up going his way as they always did. My mother made sure my face was caked up with layers of makeup, in an attempt to make me look a bit older. Alpha Damien was thirteen years older than me, I was only nineteen.I couldn’t believe my own parents could do this to me, I couldn’t even bring myself to think about our wedding night. I couldn’t. I couldn’t marry Damien.I had a plan, I would not go through with this wedding, I had to escape. I had already gathered up my savings, it was all in my purse, It wasn’t much but enough to start up a new life, of course my father would have my card blocked if he discovers that I took it along. I knew out t
(Lena’s POV)How could a person be so beautiful and yet so scary?Alpha Damien stared at me with furious eyes. He was furious. I understood why everyone feared him, there was something about him, something that screamed danger. His eyes were as dark as his own soul, the darkness loomed over him and I shivered in fear.“Why did you run away?” he asked, his voice filled with authority and I almost bare my neck, it was a struggle to stand there, right before him. He looked quite younger than a werewolf in his early thirties, but every inch of him spoke of the true man he was, he was dress in all black tuxedo lined with gold – the only colour on him.“I am sorry Alpha” I apologised, eyes low, submissive, just as my mother had said but it would be a slap to her face and our pack to discover I attempted to escape my own wedding and I’m sure by now they all knew. He could kill me for this, if he could kill his own mate, what would he do to me. I couldn’t help but wonder if death was better t