Perceived Secrets

London:

Some might describe me as a cruel being, and I honestly couldn't give a fuck about it, but when she pinned my hard member with a look that screamed cruel and wicked, it made me want to chuckle. I guessed every part of me had ruthlessness embedded in it.

She really wasn't supposed to be that surprised; it was as if she was wondering how I was able to fit into her tight cunt the very first time, and believe me when I say, it wasn't an easy task stretching her out, but I relished every minute of easing into her depths.

Fuck, just the mere thought of it was making me twitch, and it was funny how her lips quivered and her eyes widened even more as she watched it spasm.

She gulped before trying to keep under control her ragged breaths, and I hated to be the one to tell her that it was going to be of no use because once she took it in, there'd be more than just hard breaths. Her lips were red and swollen, and the hickies on her neck made my lips tilt in satisfaction.

I smoked with my eyes glazing over her body, waiting for her to obey my instructions while at the same time wondering how long Fuyu was going to remain quiet.

It was like he was thinking about something that we had both caught on to, but while I was choosing to enjoy my sexual satisfaction even more, Fuyu was trying to add up the dots and draw a conclusion, considering this wasn't the first time the coincidence had occurred. And although I enjoyed his silence, I knew two things were bound to happen, and I was seriously praying that the latter occurred, the latter being that he let me handle it.

Seeing how his astute eyes remained on Blaire, it was connected to the scent we both perceived yet again from her. Not only that, being this close and intimate, I heard something, and it was clearer than the few times we got to catch on the faint beats.

This time around, they were more pronounced. I was only supposed to hear Blaire's heart beat, which at some point I was, loving how erratic they were becoming… but upon hoisting her over my shoulders and driving her to the wall, I heard another soft heart beat. It was beating steadily rather than hers, and it made me pause for a second before probably wondering if the wolfsbane I consumed this evening was getting to me.

When I was stuck in between her legs, there was a difference in the taste I remembered. The first time I took her, she definitely did not have that raw smell of life that she had now, and although I was trying to brunch it aside and not ponder on it too much, I guessed my wolf was still fixated on it.

I sighed, running a hand over my face. I was getting extremely intoxicated from the smoking and drinking, and this was ruining the free feeling I wanted to enjoy this evening.

"Fuyu, you're making me overthink again, and I don't know about you, but this was supposed to be an evening for me to unwind." I called out to him.

I needed him to stop putting thoughts that I did not need now, in my head.

"There's something absolutely weird going on, and you know it!" Fuyu asked.

I rolled my eyes at him, never taking my eyes off the little thing that was slowly inching closer to me. Perhaps she found her courage?

"Focus London! Stop being so darn horny." His tone spoke highly of disappointment.

I sighed, turning to the huge white creature that sat with his head on his paws, peering at her deeply. "Her taste, isn't it? Perhaps she's about to be on her period?" I spoke.

Fuyu rolled his eyes at me, finding me useless at this point. "You really don't want to think about anything right now, do you?"

Oh, for the love of me, was it now that he was getting the point I had been trying to drive in?

"Are you just understanding that now? I'm not stupid, Fuyu; I'm being evasive about everything because I wouldn't be able to focus until I calmed my raging hormones in my depths. So don't waste your time; save it till I've fucked her to my satisfaction." I said tiredly.

If Fuyu could hit me, I'm sure he would because I was very stubborn, extremely unapproachable, and unreasonable whenever I was tremendously horny.

He dragged his paw with an extended claw over the wall of my mind under his feet, and I gripped my head instantly, feeling the immediate sting and sharp pain that followed. Why did he fucking do that?

"Really Fuyu?" I pinned him pointed eyes.

He stood up, heading deeper into my head with a mischievous grin. "I hope you enjoy your night… especially with that darned headache."

I gritted my teeth at how vindictive he could be. He knew how my headaches always fucked with me, and since I wasn't willing to drop my erection and listen to him, he decided to cause me one.

"I do not like you." I said this to his retreating figure.

"I should feel honored then. Oh, and… you might want to focus on your little rabbit; it appears she's summoned enough courage and is ready to go down on you." He smirked before vanishing down a narrow path.

I barely had enough time to sink in what he had said because the next thing that enveloped me was goosepimples awakening on my skin as her hands gripped my member, stroking me gently.

I shook my head, trying to clear the headache, which contrasted with the pleasure I was getting right now. Her lips wrapped around me, her wet tongue swirling around my tip, licking the precum that dripped from me.

I inhaled sharply at how good that felt, looking down at her frame fit in-between her head and watching the gentle bobs of her head as her tongue ran the length of my member, her teeth subtly brushing against the sensitive skin.

I nearly forgot how to breathe when her lips wrapped around my tip, her cheeks contrasting as she began sucking me, and her tongue glided up and down my dick, making me shiver a little.

I closed my eyes, feeling her hands stroke me while her tongue and lips sank my member deeper into her wet warmth.

I groaned, "Fuck!"

Didn't she tell me she had never done this before? So how is this inexplicable perfection possible? Did she lie to me just to seek my pity? Had she done it before with that late boyfriend of hers?

I had no plans of teaching her when she confessed having not done this before, but sitting here right now, feeling my body jerk and vibrate to how calm, calculated, and coordinated her movements were, I was left dazed.

My hands latched onto her soft locks, sinking her deeper into me and bobbing her head roughly to match the pace of my throbbing dick.

Her soft moans vibrated my member, and I muttered profanities, bringing my eyes down to look at her. Damn, she looked so perfect on her knees, with her lips sucking on me. I nearly lost my composure at the sight of it.

She sucked me like I was her favorite lollipop flavor, and it worried me because I was seeing stars in an instant.

"Fuck, yes, shit!" I groaned, tipping my head back and exhaling smoke through my lips.

"Mm," the small noise she made yet again as my dick fucked her throat, had me muttering a curse word.

I moved my hips, fucking her mouth with no mercy. The more my body shook and her tongue swirled on me, her fingers playing with my balls, the more I moved deeper into her throat, making her gag.

"Oh… shit…. Blaire…"

Fuck dazed, I was ascending to Luna knows where, and my body was about to spasm when I pulled her off me.

Fucking hell, the fuck did she just put me through? I was the one supposed to be torturing her, not vice versa.

Gunning her with dilated pupils, I let out a low growl because she lied to me. She'd definitely done this before, and it was pricking my nerves in a very strange way that she had lied to me.

In an instant, I caught her, slamming her on the bed. She let out a sharp gasp, but I had no intention of caring. Grabbing the belt I had laid on the bed, I pulled her towards the railings on my headboard with her seized hands, strapping both her hands to the railings, ignoring her protests.

My eyes pinned her with a dark gaze, and my calm breaths were only a forewarning for her not to make this any more difficult. How dare she lie to me? First she flirted with my dumb stepbrother, and then she lied to me?

Stripped of every moment of gentleness, I ripped her gown, sharply inhaling as the fair skin that had haunted my mind came to sight. She looked at me in fear, trying to close her legs.

I arched a brow at her, clicking my tongue dryly as I slowly stripped myself of my pants. My erection sprang out, free from any hint of restriction.

I parted her legs with my knees in one smooth and swift movement, moving closer to hover over her, making sure her eyes stared deep into mine, devoid of any emotion except lust. If I ever planned on being a bit gentle with her, not anymore.

I had lined myself up for her entrance but paused, watching her try to wriggle out of the bondage with parted lips slipping strained breaths. Funny how she was still dripping juices despite being afraid of me.

My tip teased her enterance, making her gasp, and I blinked at her, gripping on her breasts, kneading it roughly as my desire moved me, playing her buds before latching onto it. Her moan of pleasure sent shivers flying down my spine as I sucked her left breast while massaging her right.

She breathed out my name: "London, please."

I ignored her, sucking and nipping, kneeding and grunting at how round her breasts were; they fit perfectly in my hands, and her moans made everything better.

When I noticed she had sank into the pleasure my playing with her breasts brought, I ground my teeth, pushing in her in one quick movement, making her cry out at how unprepared her mind was to take me in.

I pulled out again, driving into her with a deeper force, and she writhed under me, trying to break free from my merciless thrusts.

"Alpha, please... ah!" She screamed as another thrust of mine hit the depths of her pussy.

Wrapping my hand around her neck, I moved myself, sinking deeper inside her and making her scream. Her tight walls welcomed my size, clamping around me like her life depended on it, and it made moving freely inside her almost imperceptible.

I pulled it, pushing into her with such tenacity that I groaned, my strained breaths escaping my throat the more I sank into her.

I closed my eyes, increasing the pace of my strokes, going faster and deeper, and making her body slide up and down my bed as I gripped her neck tighter. Her widened orbs remained on me as I took her without pity.

She screamed even more, moaning as loud as she could, but my agenda for tonight lacked pity. I was going to fuck her to the extent that, at the sight of other men except me, she'd instantly remember my rough strokes and shy away.

I need my name to be the only thing sitting on her lips. I wanted her to keep looking at me as I fucked her into being oblivious. I wanted to see her eyes dilate and roll to the back of her head as my dick slid in and out of her.

I was out of control and almost sounded like a depraved animal as I took her over and over again. I wanted her to fucking understand that she was mine and no one else's.

"Mine!" I growled as I pounded into her, "fucking mine."