Chapter 14 A night in the forest

Atasha’s Point of View

"Get on your knees," he instructed me.

I glanced up at him. His eyes were still ablaze, the evident lust and dominance could be seen in it. He was gazing down at me in a sensual way. It was as if I was the only one who could ever fulfill the kind of pleasure that he was craving for.

And the thing was, it was the very first time I’d ever done this. It was the first time I surrendered myself, not just to an ordinary werewolf or to my mate, but to soon-to-be Alpha.

Elijah pulled and stroked my hair upwards because it was covering my face. At the same time, his shaft was still inside my mouth. I didn’t know what exactly to do. He grinded his hips slowly, and when he slid it all the way down to my tonsils, I couldn’t help but choke and moan softly.

What he was doing was new to me, but I had to admit that my body was automatically responding to it. It was like something was burning inside of me, and in order to be pleased, it reacted to every graceful movement Elijah did. My inner thoughts kept telling me to go along with it, to please him so I could see the satisfying look on his face, that would make me sated with pleasure too.

He pulled his shaft from my mouth, and once he did, I coughed and caught my breath. I saw how he smirked as he looked at me. Still, stroking my hair, he then started brushing his length against my face. I closed my eyes, and couldn't help but feel his soft flesh on my skin.

“Do you like it?” His gruff voice was soothing.

When I opened my eyes, our gazes locked at each other. Simply by looking at him, my heart felt as if it was on a race. His stare sent a thousand electrifying bolts down my spine. I’d never seen him stare at me this way . . . and my mind was wondering what initiated him to be this . . . sexual to me.

I didn’t know how to answer his question. I felt my cheeks blushing, and I couldn’t even nod to at least let him know that I was fine with all these. I only stared back at him, and still could not help but feel fascinated because of his God-like physiques.

It was such a great view, my mind said.

He smiled and licked his lower lip.

My mouth partly opened. Without breaking our eye contact, he entered it into my mouth again in which I willingly welcomed. He then began to thrust inside.

It tasted like a bar of dark chocolate that melted in my tongue. I was stuck looking at him while he was thrusting but eventually, I began to lick him, and swirl around his length. Tons of saliva were dripping down my chin, all the way to my neck. I started to like the taste of his, but I cried out when it hit the back of my throat. I couldn’t deny that it was huge, and too long. My tears fell down as I felt the pain on my head when he pulled my hair tightly.

"Look up here," he commanded as he wanted me to glance at him.

I swallowed hard. I refused to look up to him because I was embarrassed, and it was humiliating for him to see my face.

"I said, look at me . . .” His tone was so authoritative, an indication that I had no choice but to follow his command or else I would be punished.

I inhaled heavily and glanced back at him. I saw the wide grin on his face. He leaned down and started wiping the small tears on my cheeks.

My breast was full of my saliva as it dripped from my mouth. Every time he grinded his hips, It triggered me to gag. Then, I would be left coughing and catching my breath. We did the same routine until he decided to untie my hands and commanded me to caress the side of his hips.

He brushed my hair out of my face and tied them up using a rope. Once again, he gently brushed his shaft against my face and pointed it towards my lips to slip it again to my mouth. It was like he was trying to teach me to get used to this thing and kept reminding me to look upward and don’t break our eye contact.

"Atasha . . .” A soft moan escaped his lips. “You look very beautiful.” I could have sworn my heart pounded more aggressively when he said it. “You are getting good at it. Now, make me cum . . .”

He started to move his hips. My hands were quivering while caressing it with the same stroke. I couldn’t even look away from him now. Him closing his eyes, biting his lower lip while being engulfed by pleasure was such a satisfying view to witness. It gave me confidence.

I played with his shaft while it was still inside my mouth, swallowing it deeper with my tongue that swirled continuously.

“Atasha, be gentle,” he said, groaning as I accidentally bit his shaft.

He slowed down, took several deep breaths then commanded me to hold his shaft.

"Hold it.” His hands instructed me to hold his length and taught me how to jerk on it. "You badly want it, right?"

I nodded my head. He was still holding in my hand, guiding it to jerk his shaft from a slow movement . . . until it became faster and faster.

I heard his loud groan. “Fuck!”

I was shocked when a warm fluid came out from the tip of his length and it flooded my face. His eyes rolled back then he let go of my hands. He was holding his sex towards my face, slightly squeezing it for his release.

“Taste it . . .”

My face got wet because of it. It dripped on my lips and made me taste it a bit. It was salty, sweet, and bitter. I was not sure what it was. My eyes were also hurting because some of it dropped inside which made me wipe them a bit.

He started wiping my face, and then he gave me his clothes. As I fixed myself, my whole body was quivering. I felt the soreness of my sex and throat.

Just when we were done doing it, my mind wondered. I didn’t expect this to happen. I didn’t expect to do it with Elijah. What was troubling me was the fact that he initiated it. He was the one who started it . . .

He didn't say a word when he started wearing his pants. The heat my body once felt slowly subsided and the forest became very cold.

A minute passed and I watched him fall into sleep while laying down on the grass.

Was he trying to torture me? He did not even care to explain why I had to be punished that way. Was that it already? I feel so tired and I hope I can sleep for 2 weeks straight. My body needs to recover a lot.

Suddenly, I felt a pain inside my chest. Based on how he acted, it was like a grim reminder for me that my position didn't change at all, even when we had a deal, even if he wanted me to be his contracted Luna.

The truth struck within my soul and all I could do was to take a deep breath.

I’m his sex slave, and that will not be changed.

***

The next day, we started walking on the trail. I had to admit that it was very awkward for me to talk to Elijah and it was way bothersome that his actions were too normal. He acted as if nothing ever happened last night. The Moon Goddess knew how much I wanted to talk about it but I was afraid to even initiate a conversation regarding that matter.

I was asking myself the whole time. What have I done that made him mad?

I wanted to know where I went wrong and so I would no longer make the same mistake again, or put myself in a situation that he didn’t like.

What we did last night had been repeating like a movie in my mind. It was my first time. It felt surreal . . . like a dream. But as soon as I came back to my senses this morning, it made me uncomfortable at the thought that I surrendered myself to him while we were in the forest. I had always wanted it to be special, perhaps romantic, together with my mate that I truly love.

I never imagined myself to be wasted by this sex maniac.

He even told me that I was beautiful last night . . . maybe he wasn’t just a sex maniac but a stupid liar. I knew that my face was brutally humiliated by his actions— by the punishment that I received from him.

I wish I could confront him, but I was too scared that he would tell me something that I wouldn’t want to hear at all. Being a sex slave was already painful enough.

I was glad I replaced my twin sister. I wouldn’t want Astrid to be in this position. It would only bring her nightmares at night. I also believed that Alexander, her mate, was still alive, something in my gut feeling kept telling me that the Moon Goddess had protected him from the war. Alexander was one of the important and strong werewolves in our pack. He couldn’t be dead. My twin sister loves him so much and I hope they will find their way to be together all over again.

“Hey slave, is there something wrong?” I jumped in surprise when Elijah asked me.

My feet stopped moving. He was looking at me with his brows furrowed in curiosity.

“W-What? Uh, hmm, yeah . . .” I then chuckled awkwardly at my own response and slightly scratched the back of my neck.

I couldn’t deny that I felt anxious when he glanced at me. His forehead was creasing more because of my answer. He might have thought that I was weird today.

“You have nothing to worry, I’m making sure we will arrive home safely,” he said, which came off like a promise to my ears.

His lips curled up for a small smile before he continued to walk. My heart pounded faster. A smile escaped my lips and I could not suppress it.

Why are his words comforting now? Last night, it was nothing but pure terror.

Wake up, Atasha! Do not be swayed by his words! A voice in my head reminded me.

With that, my lips formed a thin line. I should not trust him, the fact that he was using his power and position to manipulate me for his own satisfaction and benefits. I had to keep that in my mind . . .

Zach was right. Elijah Montreal would do everything to get what he wanted.

“Atasha, faster!" He called me.

But then, my body and whole senses still haven’t moved on from what happened last night. No matter how I tried to scold myself not to be drawn by it, even the way he talked to me right now sounded so dirty to my ears!

Damn it!

“Atasha! Can you please walk faster?!” This time he was irritated.

If only I had a wolf, he or she would be humiliated to see how my entire body became so tense just by hearing the word, ‘faster’. But how should I react when this stupid soon-t-be Alpha kept reminding me about what happened last night!

“I-I’m coming," I replied. My eyes widened, and I covered my face with both of my hands.

What did I say?

I looked at him and even saw him smirking from ear to ear.

My cheeks blushed. I think he was doing this on purpose to humiliate me!

It made me mad that I was getting tricked and fooled again by this stupid son of the Alpha.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

Pissed, I didn’t answer him and just looked away.

I was about to walk past him but he forcefully grabbed my hand. In one swift move, he dragged me behind a large tree for us to hide.

“Those rogues wearing masks. They are getting nearer, and I can smell them. Let me carry you.”

Before I could answer, I was already floating in the air as he carried me. I immediately snaked my arms on his neck when he began running so fast for us to get away from the rogues.

We came out of the woods. However, just when we finally thought that we were safe, we found ourselves at the edge of the cliff.

“Fuck,” he cussed and I saw how the muscles clenched on his face out of anger.

My heart thumped loudly when I heard devilish laughter from our back. When we turned around, we saw that we were already surrounded by the rogues.