POV
A'mosh

It was the day before Stone Jr and Soren's wedding, most of my pack weren't going. The ones who were going took the van and headed to Mississippi the day before.

Shawn, Keaton, and I decided to drive separately. Adam and I were driving together.

I was in the process of explaining how packs work, explaining how my pack descended from the one we were visiting.

"What's it called again, the Bricks pack?" Adam asked. "No, the Brickston pack, they practically own the town named after them," I explained.

"A town full of werewolves? And nobody knows?" He asked. "Sure the government knows, but what are you going to do, we're in the government, hell there have even been Were presidents," I said.

"Are you shittin me?" Adam asked, going in his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

"No, you don't. Throw 'em out." I commanded. "What?!" He asked, "The cigarettes, throw 'em out, I don't want to be smelling that shit for the next two hours." I said.

"Yeah well, I need a drag, it's not my fault you're a fuckin dog." He spat. "I'm not a fuckin dog!" I shouted, squeezing the wheel.

He lit the cigarette, inhaling deep and blowing the smoke right in my direction. "Son of a bitch!" I shouted turning and plucking his cheek.

"Throw that shit out or I swear!" I snapped, "What are you gonna do, huh?! Hit me... Do it, I dare you!" He screamed back. He was so fuckin defiant.

I shook my head, continuing to drive, I wasn't going to actually hit him. No, I could seriously hurt him if I did, so instead, I internalized my rage, watching the road, while he smoked his Newport.

We continued driving in bitter silence for an hour, then a sign came, telling me that in half a mile there was a hotel. I was boiling mad, but surprisingly also extremely horny.

I sped up intent on confronting Adam in a safer space, one safer than my truck. "Would you slow down damn!" He hissed, and I snarled deeply, cutting my eyes at him.

I mean like a getaway driver, I swerved into the hotel parking lot, "Get out." I hissed. "Are you serious, so it's over... we're done. Just like that?" He asked, anger and hurt present in his bright eyes.

"What? No... We're gonna get a room and have a little talk." I clarified. He sighed, and it made me smirk, he was nervous, he didn't want us to be over... whatever us even meant. He liked me... That scared and excited me.

He got out and so did I, we walked over to the where the front desk was. "I don't see what we need to talk about." He said, tapping his foot, while I went to speak to the sour-faced man at the front desk.

"A room please," I said, trying to keep up my human side, I was agitated and Gore was on edge, one wrong move and my eyes would reveal my darker self.

"King bed or queen?" The guy asked, agitating me more. "I don't give a rats ass man, just get me a room." I snapped. "Whoa, calm down... You'll get your room." The bastard said.

"Could ya hurry the fuck up please?"
Adam snapped back at him, making me chuckle. "It's not funny." He said, going back over and out the door. Lighting another cigarette.

"It's two hundred plus tax a night." The clerk said. I slammed down three hundred dollar bills, watching as he grabbed a key and put it on the desk.

I snatched the key up and walked out of the small office, I snatched the cigarette out of Adam's hand and threw it, "Let's go." I snatched his arm in my grasp and basically dragged him off to room sixty-three.

I opened the door on the second floor and pulled Adam in. I slammed the door using his back, dominating him with a bruising kiss.

He fell apart immediately, slowly submitting to me. His scent spiked with arousal, he smelled a lot different than other guys.

He smelled like... It's hard to explain. Outwardly he smelled masculine, but he also smelled feminine. I enjoyed it.

He whimpered when I moved down to his chin and neck. Just when he was grinding against me, I slammed his back against the door again, snapping him out of it.

"You stink, take off these fuckin clothes and take a shower," I said. "No, please... Just give me a little bit." He whined. "When you're clean. Now go." He started getting naked, staring at me with those sneaky fucking eyes, turning me on.

"Go shower." I groaned, his hands went up my shirt, his thumbs and forefingers gripping my nipples. "Fuck." I moaned when one hand ran down my abs.

"Come on Alpha, just stick in the tip... Please." He pleaded, fuck he was so convincing. I spun him around, shoving him into the door, I yanked down my pants, freeing my stiffy.

I spit in hand, stroking my length coating it. I teased his hole with my tip, letting him feel my Prince Albert. "Please Mosh, give it to me." He begged.

Without much effort, his greedy hole swallowed my root to the base. "Yessssss!" Adam cried as I started a workout on his hole. I didn't take my time, I just started fuckin him.

I slapped the right cheek of his little bubble butt, "If we had time, I'd fuck you until you couldn't walk. And if you ever defy me again, I swear you'll regret it." I said slapping his same cheek again. Harder.

"Do you understand?" I asked, slapping his ass again, harder. I repeated my question, loving how defiant he was.

"Do you understand?!" I asked, slamming into him, slapping his ass, feeling his ass cheek heat up. It took around four more slaps before he finally broke.

"Yessssss Alpha!" He squealed, pain, and pleasure etched into his voice.

# # #

An hour later we were back on the road, Adam was seated silent and quiet like a reprimanded child. I made him break and flush all his cigarettes. I didn't like that he was mad at me, but he needed to know I am Alpha.

He changed clothes, after his shower, making sure to put his many face piercings back on.

"Are you in much pain?" I asked. "Please, I could've handled more, it's just, you really know how to hit my spot." He said I chuckled even though he was serious.

"I thought I was only a six," I said. "Yeah well, now your the best I've ever had. I can change my mind." He said, going back to his sassy self.

We rode for another hour and a half, it wasn't a long ride really, Brickston Mississippi being about sixty miles south of Brookhaven. Both being about two hours away from my pack territory.

"Welcome to the Brickston pack," I said as we drove down a dirt road, coming to a stop at their boom gate.

A fairly big guy came from out of a small office, an office that sat right across from the gate.

He was far more bushy-faced than me, and nowhere near as handsome.

Yet the animalistic impulse to rip out his eyes and feed them to him hit me, it hit me hard. He was ogling Adam, and not because of his piercings. No, he wanted him.

"What's your business?" He asked, his eyes still stuck on my date. "I'm here for Stone's wedding, Alpha A'mosh... and guest," I said, reaching over and kissing Adam deeply, making him whimper.

"Have a great time." The bushy prick growled, turning and heading back inside. "What?" I asked innocently, watching Adam watch me. He smirked but said nothing.

We drove ahead and Adam inhaled deeply, like a kid getting his perfect gift on Christmas. His eyes were wide with wonder.

The Brickston pack is beautiful and old. Their land goes on for seventy miles, seventy miles of pure barely touched nature.

There were huge mansions tucked here and there, but it was mostly woods.

Through the trees you could make out wolves swiftly tailing my car, border patrol was run in groups of forty on Brickston land.

For about a mile we rode on, stopping only when we reached the packhouse.

Unlike my packhouse, this one was always buzzing. It was grand to look at, standing proud, I don't know... Can a house feel dominant?

The parking lot was spacious, even with space it was tough to park.

We got out, Adam looking around with such an impression that I was again jealous. The lawn was always freshly manicured.

Two sets of steps led up to the great front door, trees stood taller than the already giant house.

"This place is gorgeous. I mean your place is great, but this shit is transcendent." He said. I huffed, reaching to knock before I could the door opened.

"A'mosh how are you!" Screamed the previous Luna, Lucas. He snatched me into a hug that could rival my mother's.

The house, as usual, was full, there was screaming and yelling, mostly laughing.

"Come in come in, who's this?" Lucas asked, his sharp features starting to slightly age, he was in his forties... Still, he didn't look it, werewolf genes.

"This is my..."

"I'm his mate..." Adam interjected sticking his hand out. Lucas shook it looking over at me. "I didn't know you found your mate." He said.

"Yeah, but we're keeping it quiet for now," I said, adding on to his surprising lie. "I'm sorry I just have to ask did your piercings hurt?" Lucas asked.

"Most did, not all of them though, and don't worry, I won't wear them to the actual wedding," Adam said, seeming to fit perfectly into my society.

"Mom who's that?!" Stone Jr's voice yelled from above the noise.

Lucas frowned, most male Omega's hate being called Mom, but that's what they are. Their wolves are female, which makes them weaker, that plus they can get pregnant.

"Bring your lazy ass out here and find out!" He yelled back at his oldest son. From around the corner of the elegant foyer came Stone Jr.

Describing him is easy, tall, strong, handsome, with the same warm-hearted demeanor as his father, Stone Sr.

"Hey man, glad you make it... Again." Stone said shrugging, "Mom can you tell Soren to come here." Stone called to a retreating Lucas.

"So introduce me, man." Stone said, shoving my shoulder. "This is my mate Adam," I said, continuing a lie that would come back to bite me in my ass when I finally marked him.

"Hello Luna Adam, I'm Stone. It's an honor meeting you." Stone said kissing his hand, Adam laughed, stopping when I looked over at him.

"Baby your mom said... Oh hey, A'mosh, how have you been." Stone's slightly pregnant mate Soren asked, entering the foyer.

"I've been good, how have you been gorgeous," I said, cutting my eyes at Stone. Soren was very pretty, glowing even.

Stone growled playfully at me, but Soren slapped his shoulder. "And who are you?" Soren asked Adam, judging him. Soren has always been calculating.

"Adam, A'mosh's mate." He answered. "Oh, well hello then," Soren said laughing and pulling Adam off away from me.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to the other Luna's," Soren said, walking Adam away.
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POV
Adam

I was surprisingly comfortable around everyone, especially Soren. He was like the people I grew up with, upper class. Yet at the same time, down to earth like me.

He led me away from A'mosh, taking me through the house, not really allowing me a chance to take in more than the high ceilings and pieces of expensive art.

"So when did you meet A'mosh?" Soren asked, walking me through a swinging wood door. We entered a sort of den, filled with maybe twenty other guys and girls.

It was clear every guy in the room was soft, not from outer appearances, but from the atmosphere in the room. It was calm, soothing, gentle, it was mothering, there wasn't one dominant person in the room.

"We met about three weeks ago, its almost been a month," I said, in disbelief myself. "Okay that explains why you aren't marked yet," Soren said, leading me over to the others.

"Yeah, we're taking it slow," I added, feeling like I shouldn't have worn my piercings, as these people were exceptionally beautiful and I was standing out.

"I'm sorry, but how are you pregnant? I mean you're a guy right?" I asked.

"No need to apologize, I'm a male Omega, my wolf is female, because of her I can carry children," Soren answered in a voice, a voice that said his situation was perfectly normal.

Soren was by far the prettiest, he made me feel like I wasn't at my best. With his bright blue eyes, wheat-colored hair and bright pink lips. He was basically Cupid.

I don't know why, but I felt like I needed to up my game if A'mosh was accustomed to looking at guys and girls who were practically runway models, how could I hold his attention.

I'm not his mate, I'm not the sexiest person, all I have is my sexual abilities, and they'd soon not be enough.

"Adam this is Winter, he's the Luna of our sister pack the Golden Wolves. This is Hannah, she's the old Luna of the Kansas pack." Soren said, introducing me to a pretty brown skin guy and older women with graying hair.

"This guy is Hannah's son, Blu, don't mind him, he's shy," Soren said introducing me to a small timid looking guy, who said nothing, he was pretty too, like a porcelain doll.

He took me around, introducing me to everyone, "My best friend Cole isn't here, he's staying at Stone and I's house, too many people for a mind reader." Soren explained.

"A mind reader?" I asked. "Yeah, he's psychic... A real one, they're rare you know." He said. "You said he's at your house, do you not live in the packhouse?" I asked.

"No, Stone and I enjoy privacy, you'll be staying in our house," Soren answered, before going off into a different topic.

One thing about Soren is he's really talkative, "Do you want a drink?" He asked, going over to the bar. "We don't normally have a human guest, but I'm sure we can find you something." He said.

"How do you know I'm human?" I asked. "Smell, humans smell, you smell like... You know how hospitals smell, sterile, well it's sorta like that, mixed with your shampoo and soap." He told me.

# # #

All in all, it was a great day, I didn't see A'mosh again until late that night when the kids were all asleep, and the adults were all seated outside around huge bonfires.

We were all in different little groups, I fit in perfectly with Soren and Winter, I learned a lot about Luna's listening to the two of them.

Luna's are equal in respect to Alpha's, they are in charge of the packs' emotional needs, while the Alpha is in charge of the physical ones.

I found out all of the soft guys around me, are what's known as Omega's, they're weaker werewolves, who serve as nurses, teachers, doctors, and cooks.

I learned a lot about the pack as well, there are three packs, that descend from the Brickston pack.

There's Amosh's pack, the Devil's Wolves, then the Golden Wolves and the Pride pack.

There was a fourth, the Kansas City pack, but the Alpha's son was born Omega, and since he had no other children, he had to step down. The old Alpha rejoined his pack to the Brickston pack.

These people live great lives, all together... Family. I was happy and jealous at the same time.

"I'm sorry, do you think I could borrow my mate, Soren?" A'mosh asked, Soren smiled nodding.

"Yes Alpha?" I asked when we were away from the group.

"I wanted to go for a run, would you like to join me?" He asked. "Yes," I answered. A'mosh nodded, taking me into the tree line. Behind the cover of tall bald cypress trees, A'mosh stripped down to nothing.

Again I watched him change into his wolf, only this time I wasn't lust-crazed. I watched as his arms and legs twisted, I watched them break and reform. All of this happened in under two minutes.

If there was any pain from the change, A'mosh didn't show it.

Then a dark black wolf stood before me, the size of a small horse, his eyes so light they were almost white. Yet the black was so dark, soulless. Gore's eyes.

He stalked slowly toward me, his eyes glued to me, his look so powerful, I practically wanted to fall to my knees. I stood tall though and watched A'mosh approach me.

He stood eye to eye with me, before making a sound like a bark, then licking my face. I laughed at the show of affection.

He bent his body down to the ground like the last time, signaling me to climb on. I did and he immediately took off running.

I laid flat against him, my fingers gripping his fur. We were moving fast, past trees and over fallen ones. At some point I became comfortable, I started rubbing A'mosh's side.

At some point he came to a stop, I sat upon his back looking around. We were in a clearing, the moon was shining down right on us as if it were a spotlight.

There was an almost pond in the middle of the clearing, I climbed from his back, looking around at the moonlit, star-filled clearing.

"It's beautiful," I said. "I know, I always come to this place when I visit." He said, and I turned taking in his nakedness. "Why'd you say you're my mate?" He asked.

"It just came out, but hey... I could be." I said, silently cursing myself for hoping I was.

"Are you having fun?" He asked. "Yeah, I learned a lot... Hard to believe three weeks ago, I thought werewolves didn't exist." I laughed.

"You ever have sex under the full moon?" He asked, I smirked shedding my clothes. "Never under the full moon. First time for everything." I said. Walking into his awaiting arms.

# # #

I awoke the next day, the day of the wedding. I was wrapped in Amosh's warm arms. Our bodies were entangled, my head on his chest.

The night was spent with us fucking over and over, I mean we couldn't get enough. Looking over at the clock I gasped, "Get up! Mosh wake up! We've got two hours to get. ready!" I shouted, sitting up and shoving A'mosh awake.

"Okay okay, calm down little one." He groaned. "Come on, let's get ready." He said, pulling me up with him, and carrying me to the bathroom.

I was in love with that bathroom, it was elegantly laid with stone masonry, the shower was the kind where the water just pours out like a light waterfall.

We stepped under the hot water, immediately I noticed a difference in our energy, this wasn't sexual, once again it felt intimate.

The way we washed each other, the quick glances, the shy smiles. We were again entering the unsafe territory and I was once again letting it happen.

We didn't talk much, I think he felt the same way I did, we were becoming comfortable with one another and it couldn't last, we were setting ourselves up for heartache, at least I was.

A'mosh was dressed before me and headed off to go find Stone, he looked handsome in his striped suit.

I'd brought a solid black suit, the fabric was like silk, it was on the expensive side, but A'mosh said it was cool. I got it when I went shopping with Sarah. It was nice, I liked it.

I stood checking myself out in the mirror. My piercings weren't in, my hair was gelled and combed, I felt good.

I felt like I perfectly fit the model for a Luna.

An hour after finishing up, I left the room. I walked downstairs, to hear A'mosh talking to who I assumed was Stone.

"You've got nothing to worry about, he's not going to stand you up. Things are different this time, he's marked and pregnant." He said, "Yeah... Yeah, you're right." Stone answered.

"Dad, do my tie." Stone said, his voice shaky. I walked towards the voices. They led to a kitchen. Inside the kitchen were two men I hadn't met plus Stone and A'mosh.

"Is everyone ready?" I asked causing them all to turn around. The other men smiled at me, but A'mosh stood motionless.

Under his gaze I felt scrutinized, I looked down at my clothes wondering if I looked okay. "Wow, you look... Breathtaking." A'mosh said, my face burned hot, I was undoubtedly cherry red.

"A'mosh, introduce us, we didn't get a chance to meet your Luna yesterday." The man to the right of Stone said.

"Yeah... Yeah... Um... This is Adam, Adam this is Stone's father... Same name. This is Stone's, Beta Caleb." A'mosh said, still swallowing me in his gaze.

Stone Jr looked like his father slightly, but he really looked more like his Lucas. His mother... That still is strange to me. Luckily I'm human, so no pregnancy for me.

The other guy... Caleb, he was tall and seemed to be observing everything and everyone. "I'm ready... Let's go." Stone Jr said.

# # #

The wedding was beautiful, the entire thing was all outdoors. The huge piece of land provided them perfect scenery.

Flowers made up the aisle that Soren walked down.

They married beneath a tree, a tree that had their initials carved into the base.

Soren looked even more beautiful in his dark lavender suit. It matched perfectly with Stone's magenta suit.

The ceremony was gorgeous, they took oaths of love, respect, and loyalty. The crowd awed as the two shared a sweet kiss at the ceremony closing.

After the ceremony, the reception was held outside also. Circular tables were set up, on the opposite side of the house. There was a live band, a grove of trees kept everything shaded.

"It was beautiful right?" A'mosh asked as plates of food were delivered to the tables. "It was, but I thought wolves marked each other, I thought that was y'all's marriage," I answered.

"It is, but Stone grew up with humans, he likes your customs." A'mosh answered.

After everyone ate, after at least a dozen toast. The reception was in full swing, alcohol was flowing and nobody carded me.

So needless to say, by nightfall I was more than a little drunk. A'mosh and I were grinding to some song the DJ was playing. "You really are beautiful." He said, pulling me closer.

"Stop looking at me like that." I groaned, "How am I looking?" He asked. "Like you wanna fuck me right here," I said.

He nodded, "If you don't want everyone here to see it, I suggest we get back to our room." He huskily whispered in my ear. "Mmmm." I moaned. He took my hand and off we went.

# # #

"Don't move!" A'mosh growled, nibbling on my nipples. We were back in our room, ass naked.

I was sprawled out on the oversized bed, my hands being held down on.

"I wanna try something... Do you trust me?" He asked. His eyes were swirling, he'd been drinking something called Black wolf. It was basically extremely high proof of alcohol, with something called aconite in it.

"Answer me, Adam!" He said, his voice dangerously low. My inches were hard and standing up, I was leaking. "Yes... I tr-trust you." I stuttered, afraid of what that meant.

"Don't move." He said again, slipping out of the bed and grabbing one of the sheets we'd thrown.

I laid there, want rattling through my whole frame.

It got worse as I watched him strip the sheet into four long pieces. "I'll pay for new ones." He said to no one.

"I'm gonna tie you up, only cause you have a tendency to get a little violent when I don't give you your way." He said, using the torn sheets to tie a leg to each post.

"Gimme those hands." He said, grabbing them and wrapping the sheet twice around both wrists. He tied my bound hands together, and then attached the sheet to the headboard.

The last sheet he split using his sharpening fingernails, "Tell me if it's too tight." He said, using about a foot of rectangular-shaped sheet to tie my dick and balls up.

It was a nice homemade tie-up, he tightened the ghetto cock ring, and I moaned as my precum backed up on me. "Try and get out of'em." A'mosh said, smirking as I did.

"Good, now I'm going to play with you, but you don't get to cum... Not until we see how much it takes to make you as... sensitive, as before." He said, climbing out of bed and standing at the edge.

He walked around the room, before going off to the closet where our suitcases were. "Sensitive? You mean you wanna see me go, full-on whore." I said. He came back with an arm full of shit.

"You say, whore like it's bad, you like fuckin... As long as you play safe, you're fine." He said. "You're the first dick to ever be inside me raw, and wherein the fuck did you hide all that?" I asked, looking at the lubes and dildos.

"My bookbag, I tried to get a lot of different stuff, but I forgot the cock rings. Crazy right." He said throwing the stuff next to my hips.

"Ready to play gorgeous?" He asked, climbing back in with me. "Goddess little one, I'm so stupid, I should have tied your legs to the headboard, may I?" He asked.

"Just hurry up, I want you," I said, getting agitated. He undid my legs, taking his sweet time. Then with a speed, he hadn't used on me before, my legs were tied up, giving him perfect access to my hole.

"There we go, fuckin beautiful. Cherry or strawberry? Lube baby?" A'mosh asked running his tongue over my pucker. "You pick." I groaned. "Cherry it is." He said.

I watched through the crease of my legs, as he squirted a mouthful of the cherry lube into his mouth. His head disappeared and the next thing I felt was his tongue, sliding all the way inside me.

It was weird feeling the lube being injected into me, it was cold, but as he started tongue fuckin me everything heated up.

"You taste better than the lube." He said, slipping his tongue out of me, licking a stripe across my balls. "I've never sucked anyone else's cock before." He said, licking my erect shaft.

"Ahhh... Please." I groaned. "Begging already, you must be intoxicated." He chuckled. "So much leakage." He muttered, kissing and licking my engorged tip.

"Mmph... Alpha." I whined, "Yes baby?" He answered. "Put me in your mouth," I said. "Not yet, babe, I want to see you let go." He responded, going back to licking my tip.

He teased me for a long while, his fingers tracing and dipping inside me, his lips, teeth, and tongue working my nipples, my neck, and in between my thighs.

"I'm so hard for you baby." He told me, licking the shell of my ear. "Fuck me... Please Mosh, I wanna feel you... Thrusting... Ahhh." I grunted, as his thumb slipped inside me.

"I wanna see you get all crazy, come on baby ... I wanna fuck you so bad, but you gotta let go." He said, before finally taking me in his mouth. "Fuck!" I yelled out in surprise.

He sucked me for a few good minutes, before pulling off with a pop. "H-how are you so good at that?" I panted. "You inspire me." He said.

An Hour And A Half Later

"Fuck me now damnit!" I hissed. "I don't know baby, how bad you want it?" He asked, running his tip up and down my winking slut box.

"So bad... I need it, Alpha please." I begged. "I wanna open you up." He responded, "Do it Alpha! Do it, open my hole!" I shouted. "You sure." He teased.

"Fuck you damnit!" I spat, "Watch it or I'll stop everything." He threatened.

"Nooooo." I cried, he chuckled loving the situation. "Are you sure you're comfortable with me opening your hole up, I'm talking gaping... for a while." He said.

"I don't give a shit, please just d-do anything." I cried, slowly feeling myself lose sanity. "Anything, like?" He asked I yanked on the sheet that had my hands bound.

"Damn you... I said anything, please fuck me Alpha." I pleaded, then it happened, what normally takes days, happened in under two hours.

That part of me rose to the surface, my body started to shake, as if a horrible tremor ran through my entire body, leaving me an undulating mess.

"That's it... Let go." A'mosh said, coating the smallest dildo in lube. "We'll start with this one and work our way up." He said, rubbing my stomach gently.

"No ... I want that one, mmmm that one please." I groaned, eyeing the thickest dildo. "Are you sure little one?" He asked, "Don't be a pussy, I can take it... Shit, just do it!" I shouted, wanting so badly for my hands to be free.

"Okay." He said, lubing up the thickest dildo. "Slow okay?" He asked. "A'mosh I swear." I whined, "I don't want to hurt you damnit." He snapped back.

"You couldn't if you tried." I moaned, wiggling with a certain desperation.

He said nothing, as he slid two fingers inside me. I groaned from the much-needed sensation.

"Perfect, open up for me." He whispered, rubbing soothing circles on my thigh. "Ahhh." Came my moan, when two fingers became four.

"You're doing so good baby." He encouraged. He used those four fingers to stroke into me, using them to stretch me out.

"Here we go, stay loose... Relaxed." He warned. I didn't care anymore about pain, I wanted to feel... I wanted something to fill me up, I wanted to cum.

With turtle speed, A'mosh fed the wide toy to my ass, with greedy hunger my ass swallowed the toy until it was buried fully inside me.

"How does that feel?" He asked, looking down at his work with pride. "I'm... Mmmm... Full." I whined. "I love that sound." He said, twisting the toy and getting the same sound.

For an hour straight he left the toy inside, while he did everything from nibble and suck on my nipples to kissing and sucking my cock.

Never letting me cum, until I was barely coherent until I could only whimper, the shouts and screams left thirty minutes prior.

"You look so pretty like this, look at you ... All sweaty, red-faced... about to be fucked out... I did this to you ... Me." He said, looking down on me with those swirling eyes.

He was lost in a mix of man and beast, and I loved it. He was the ultimate fuck.

I knew at that moment that I'd always wanted someone like him, I always wanted someone to dominate me.

"Oh, look... You're winking." He said, after pulling the dildo out. I whimpered from the lost, but my wrists and ankles were burning, so I didn't pull anymore.

"Didn't worry, I'm gonna give you something else." He said, slitting the sheets around my ankles, letting my feet fall free.

With serpentine swiftness, I locked my ankles behind his back, pulling him closer.

"Now?" I asked, he snarled and licked my lips. He slid inside me, both of us inhaling.

"Ahhh... You feel so damn good." He grunted, he took a moment to enjoy being in my heat, then he started to stroke. Oh, what a stroke it was.

Four strokes and my dick started pulsing, the cock ring sheet, couldn't hold it back, it intensified my orgasm. I cried out yes, my back lifting from the bed.

When I fell back, Amosh's head was thrown back, his eyes closed, mouth open. He was in ecstasy, I did that, I made him feel that.

Two Hours Later

"Fuck." A'mosh moaned, freeing my hands, I couldn't move. My thighs were twitching and I couldn't feel my legs. "Just relax, I'll take care of you." He said, leaving the bed.

When he returned it was with a warm wet cloth, he wiped the copious amounts of cum from my stomach and chest, he cleaned it from my face, neck, and hair.

When I was clean, he climbed onto the bed and pulled my still twitching body against his. "Aftershock?" He asked, knowing the damn answer.

"Screw you," I muttered, snuggling into him. "You just did, but if you want I think I can squeeze in another round." He said, nibbling on of the hickies he'd left covering my neck.

"I'm tired, and I'm definitely going to be sore tomorrow." I said, "It's your fault, you shouldn't be so addictive." He said, licking my neck up to the shell of my ear.

# # #

The next day we woke up, we ate breakfast in the pack dining hall. We hung around for a bit after packing our clothes.

Then around two in the afternoon, we said goodbye to Soren and Stone, I said goodbye to Stone's mother. I still hadn't met his friend Cole.

By four we were back at his pack, but something had changed between us, we weren't just a whore and his John anymore, at least to me we weren't.

Looking over at him while he was driving, I knew I needed to get away from him, end things before they got out of hand. Little did I know shit was already out of hand.

I was falling in love with A'mosh, falling in love for the first time, and I knew I couldn't keep it.

I was royally screwed.
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Thanks for reading Lurkers. So I told myself I wasn't going to write these little author notes, but I just wanted to thank you, guys.

And to ask how you're liking the story so far, are there any plot holes that you picked up on? Let me know, comment if you will, vote if you like.

UNTIL NEXT TIME
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