Anita, who was paying attention to their conversation, vaguely connected the dots, knowing that the only help she could provide would be her ability to handle a knife plus she felt that such a man like Andrew should have also noticed by now the malice Samantha kept poorly hidden directed towards her, which is why he was trying to separate the two.
Standing there watching, Andrew coldly suppressed Samantha with his narrowed eyes showing with his body his strong refusal to bring Samantha with them, while Samantha still tried to argue her case not because she cared for the hurt individual down below but because she didn't want her alpha and this human to spend more time together. Andrew was holding back his impulse to grab Samantha by her neck and force her to submit; how dare someone like her question his decision? His words were law since the day he took over the Orion pack from his father; his eyes flashed while he tried to suppress his instincts. He didn't want to scare Anita off, especially when he still needed her help. Samantha was still trying to argue her case, not knowing the more she talked the more she disgusted Andrew. Her words that were not spoken with care caused Anita, who was listening at the side, to grab onto key phases and finally understand what happened. It seemed like there was a gang war between Andrew's gang and another gang that was trying to take over their turf. She clearly heard Samantha saying pack, but she believed it was just a code word for gang because she was within listening range. So, in the process of the gunfight, Andrew's cousin was shot in the thigh, and they were unable to grasp the bullet to remove it. Every time they tried to grab the bullet, it would be pushed further into his muscle, making it difficult to grab onto, causing more damage to the wound with every inexperienced probe. "Hold up. I think I know what is going on, and if we don't hurry, your cousin might bleed out and go into shock if he hasn't already," Anita said, putting a stop to the back and forth even though not a word came from Andrews's lips after his initial refusal. Taking charge of the situation, knowing that if she didn't, Samantha would continue to obstruct them. Anita spoke firmly, "Samantha is right; I will need an assistant, so let us go now before anything else happens". Walking into the waiting elevator, Andrew stood tensely, especially after hearing what Anita said; Samantha, on the other hand, was relaxed, sporting a smirk on her face in triumph that she got her way, not knowing she had drained the last bit of patience Andrew had for her. If they were too slow, Blake might have bled out before even receiving medical treatment due to Samantha's obstruction and not making it clear until this moment how serious Blake's injuries were. As soon as the elevator came to a stop, Andrew hurriedly led Anita out, picking up the pace and causing Anita to stumble before righting herself as they rushed down the hallway. Being in the lead Andrew threw open the door, Anita right on his heels as she leaned her body to the side to see what was happening in front. "No," she yelled, startling not only the two people who came in with her but also the 3 who stood around Blake, who was lying down on a stretcher. "Do not give him any water, or you will worsen his situation," Anita spoke as she hurried to the patient trying to push aside the hulking figure in her way. Andrew didn't understand why his cousin couldn't drink any water, but he knew Anita must know what she was talking about as she was once a very successful surgeon. "Move aside Rick," he ordered. Rick refused to move aside, as he didn't know this strange woman and didn't want her so close to his vulnerable younger brother. "Sir, I refuse," he said, standing there like a bouncer, refusing to move as he protected his brother. "Rick this is an order fucking move now, or your brother will die from blood loss, this lady here is a surgeon," Andrew spoke while rubbing his forehead, this cousin of his was always suspicious of everyone which was a good thing because it kept the pack safe, but at this moment it was just a hindrance. Rick looked at Andrew with respect and trust, but when he turned his eyes to Anita, only doubt and suspicion reflected in his eyes. Listening to his boss who he knew never liked to repeat himself, he made way for Anita. Anita started checking Blake's wound; as she spoke, "The reason why I stopped you from giving him the water was because he is losing too much blood, and if you give him water, you will only dilute the little blood that is left in his body which can lead to his death. What I need now is a blood bag and Intravenous fluids". "What is an Intravenous fluid," said one of the goons. Usually, they can heal themselves pretty fast, so they rarely, if ever, frequent a human hospital; if it wasn't for the bullet stuck in Blake's thigh, then he would be completely healed after a night of good rest and food. "I am talking about IV Fluid, he is severely dehydrated from the blood loss, so his blood pressure is dropping sharply, if the bleeding had already stopped I would not recommend giving him an IV as the clot that formed over the wound could burst causing him to continue to bleed heavily, but because he is still bleeding I need an IV on him stat with a blood bag. Luckily, the bullet didn't hit his femoral artery, or not even God could have saved him with the amount of time wasted to get here". Everyone froze at her words, and only Andrew was able to keep his cool but barely. He added another strike against Samantha because of her obstruction and not being transparent they almost lost their comrade. Anita was a godsend because she was at the right place at the right time. "Did you guys hear her? Go to the storage and get the supplies," he ordered, bringing his subordinates back to their senses. They usually didn't carry these sorts of supplies because of their extraordinary healing abilities, but recently, they have had an influx of humans coming to pick crops, and since they work with different types of equipment that could cause serious injury, Andrew signed off on buying these medical supplies just in case of an accident. Seeing that everybody was back to their senses Anita called for Samantha "Find me some scissors, razor blade, bandage, gauze, alcohol, belt, forceps, needle and thread, a metal coat hanger or probe, and bring me some boiled water and towels quickly," she said as she applied pressure to Blake wound causing him to moan in pain, blood slowly seeping from his wound. "Anita use my belt," Andrew said, removing his belt from around his waist before handing it to Anita. "Help me, Andrew, lift his leg so I can apply a tourniquet above his wound," she said, removing her hands from his leaking wound to grab onto the belt handed to her by Andrew. Andrew lifted Blake's leg causing another moan of pain to leak from his dry lips, as Anita applied a tourniquet. After applying the tourniquet Anita looked at Blake's face, noticing his drying lips. "Andrew wet a paper towel with water and bring it to me," she said decisively. Andrew immediately obeyed what she said at this moment. It wasn't about who was the Dom and who was the submissive, he wasn't a chauvinist who believed women were lesser just because they had a vagina instead of a penis. This wasn't the time to play around. His cousin's life had to be saved; until then, he would allow Anita to take full authority over the situation as she was the only one who knew what to do. "Take the paper towel and place it on his lips, we can't give him water, but we can at least moisturize his tongue and lips until we can get the IV in him," she said looking around wondering where everybody was, what was taking them so long just to grab a few things."Miss. Wilson, here are the supplies that you ask for," spoke Samantha, who breathlessly emphasized her tiredness in her every action. Her arms at this time were loaded with supplies, and instead of presenting them to Anita, she presented them to Andrew, waiting for him to praise her. Andrew coldly nodded his head at her, disgusted with her melodrama because with her supernatural strength, she couldn't be breathless and tired from this little bit of back and forth she had done so far."Finally, now where are the other three," Anita said as she reached out for the supplies, not caring about Samantha's attention-seeking behavior. Anita carried the prepared supplies in her arms as she walked to a table that was within arms reach of Blake. She smiled at Blake in reassurance letting him know without words that everything was going to be ok, after she turned to stare at Andrew with a frown on her face and impatience written in her expressive eyes.Reaching into his back pocket at Anita's s
"Andrew there is no more foreign object in Blake's wound, so focus and pass me the sterilized water I need to flush out as much blood as I can before sewing him up," she spoke.Listening to Anita's order, Andrew passed Anita the sterilized water, watching as she flushed out the now comatose Blake's wound. Well, paying attention to Anita's actions, Andrew could already see the slight closing of his wound, knowing that without the bullet hindering Blake's natural healing capability, he would be completely healed by the end of the night."Now pass me the needle and thread; I need to close up his wound," she spoke as she held her hand out, trusting him to pass her what she wanted promptly.Andrew, knowing that the wound would soon close, still passed Anita a suturing kit so she wouldn't become suspicious. It surprised Anita, but not really; not only did they have blood bags but also a saline drip and an IV stand, so seeing a suturing kit was no surprise. Anita pulled her wandering though
Anita worked as a Surgeon for the past 5 years, dedicating her life to her patients until her unfortunate hit-and-run accident, not only did she suffer from a knee injury that prevented her from standing for hours on end to complete intensive surgery but her loyal companion and family dog Wendy passed away as they were crossing the street heading home from a friend’s house in celebration of the young child she saved the day before. The hits didn't stop from there; she lost her job because she couldn't accept the fact that she could no longer complete surgery for hours on end leading her to stay in a fog of depression. Anita's co-workers, family, and friends tried to convince her that she had so many options like sharing her knowledge with medical students by becoming a professor or going into telemedicine to work remotely, but Anita wouldn't be able to perform the surgery herself physically, but she can diagnosis and recommend a treatment plan instead. Most of her coworkers, family, a
After her much-needed talk with her parents, Anita withdrew herself into her bedroom to see if she had received any notifications while she was gone. 30 min from the time she left to the time she came back was all it took to make her relax her mind and leave her fate to the universe. She lifted her computer into her arms, only noticing that she received one notification, and it was from the guy who had no public pictures available. [Hey beautiful] he replied, seeing his response to her initial DM brought a smile to her face as it had been quite a while since she had been called beautiful. Instantly Anita sat on her bed with her laptop resting on her plump thighs as she responded. [ Hi, my name is Anita; I am 33, single, and slightly disabled…. But other than that I'm pretty much normal lol, or normal as one can be for someone interested in BDSM lol….. I'm sorry I'm just making a very bad first impression….. How has your day been, and thank you for the compliment ], she knew that
*6 days later / Sunday* For the past eight days, Andrew and Anita were able to get to know each other better, they got so comfortable with each other that they exchanged phone numbers, and they started sending greetings in the morning as soon as they woke up and before they turned in they talked to each other about how their day had been. Every day that Anita spoke to this man filled her with anticipation for what may happen on Sunday. Andrew also found himself fascinated by Anita, he initially thought she was a scatterbrain, and he wouldn't be able to have an intellectual conversation with her, which he did not mind because initially, he was only interested in her body, but in these 8 days he could see the Anita was highly intelligent but due to her personality strangers would never be able to guess that unless if she decided to let them know. Both of them were eager to meet and see if they would be as comfortable with each other in person as they were over the phone. Some of Andre
Arriving at the dining room, which showed class from every angle, Andrew stepped forward and reached out to pull Anita's seat away from the table. He acted like a butler, slightly bowing his head and sweeping his hand towards the seat in invitation which caused Anita to giggle at his silliness. When Anita was fully seated, she tried to bring herself and her chair closer to the table, but before she could even right herself, Andrew easily moved her seat with her in it like she weighed nothing, which set her heart pounding. Looking at Andrew's slim but muscular body you would never guess that he hid such explosive strength, which made Anita feel even more feminine because she was aware that she had some weight to her. Anita looked up and slightly back at Andrew who still stood behind her sending him a wink before saying truthfully “Thank you, Andrew, you about made me swoon, next time you want to show off your strength just remember I am very much willing to be…. Your rag doll” she sn
"Just relax, and take a deep breath," Andrew said in a slow, calm, hypnotic voice. "We will continue until your body gets used to the stimulation," he spoke in a devilish voice "or until you pass out from the pleasure shooting throughout your body and mind," he let out a chuckle. At this moment in time, Andrew had Anita tied up and spread eagle on his bed; her size DD breast was bonded individually as they jutted up and away from her heaving chest. Her tits at this moment were defying gravity thanks to the ropes skillfully wrapped around her inflamed breast. Gracing her nipples were belled-shaped nipple clamps that jingled from every movement she made in her mindless struggle. Anita tried her hardest to balance out the acute pain but also the intense pleasure flowing throughout her mind and body; she knew if she tapped out, she may never experience such contrasting sensations again. Between her rounded thighs, she sported a clitoris vibrator that was bathed in her nectar, her j
As the situation was heating up, they both froze at the sound of the bedroom door banging against the wall, pulling them out of their sexual daze. Andrew immediately surged up from between Anita's thighs, chin still glistening, his body instinctively covering Anita as he Reached underneath Anita's head; he removed a pistol from underneath her pillow, cocking and aiming out of instinct at the door. Everyone in the pack knew that Andrew had a guest, and he made it clear that if it was not an emergency, no one was to disturb him, especially in such an aggressive way as this intruder had done. At the sight of Samantha standing at his door looking flustered, he put down his gun, wrapping himself and Anita into separate blankets. Not noticing the flames of jealousy and lust in Samantha's eyes when he turned his back to her, she didn't even have to take an inquiring sniff to know what took place in this room which filled her heart with rage, but she controlled her face before Andrew turned t