A Werewolf Fantasy
Chapter 42

There was nothing warm or romantic about her escapade with Nikjin and so when Erin woke up sometime after their first romp, all she wanted to do was to get the rest of the aphrodisiac's effect out of her system.

He was asleep beside her, looking so peaceful and impossibly gorgeous but she felt no tenderness toward him. All she felt was a strong desire to jump on him and ride him ruthlessly as he had ridden her not too long ago.

She wanted to ride him until every last drop of Zokman's vile potion was completely removed from her body. Only then will she be able to think clearly and plan a way to get out of here after successfully ruining her captor's political ambitions. She got up to a sitting position and took hold of his resting cock in her palm. When she bent down to wet it with her tongue, she heard Nikjin's gasp of surprise.

Her erotic activity had woken him up and she watched with mounting excitement as his organ began to harden in her hand. She licked the head, liking how he shivered in reaction to that sensual contact.

"What an exciting way to wake up," he rasped, his voice thick with desire.

"Shush," she replied, silencing him. They didn't need words this time around. Surprising herself, she shoved his hardened length into her mouth, sucking it deeply. Nikjin writhed beneath her, groaning as if he was in pain.

He reached down and caught hold of her nipples, tweaking them and rubbing them between his fingers. The sensation of what he was doing to her sent her into a frenzy and she sucked him harder.

She slipped her other hand between her legs to stroke herself while working him.

"By the gods! You are one wicked female," he moaned when she began to knead his balls while still sucking him and rubbing herself. He began to move his hips back and forth, thrusting in and out of her mouth.

Her arousal continued to mount until she couldn't hold back anymore, and so she got up and straddled him, settling herself on his cock. He slid right into her easily and they began to fuck furiously.

Erin's boobs bounced up and down as she humped her lover who was in awe of her prowess. He stroked her boobs, ran his hands down her torso, massaged her clitoris, and squeezed her buttocks.

It was as if he was trying to memorize the curves and lines of her body. When his pleasure began to mount, he held her by the waist to keep her still so that he could take over, jamming himself into her so hard that she screamed out because of the intensity of his mad thrusts.

She was drowning in orgasms and begging him not to stop, but when he finally did because he had reached his peak, it was thunderous like an earthquake. She collapsed on his chest panting and sweating profusely when it was over.

***

The sun was already up when she woke up again. Nikjin woke up just as she did, yawning like a man who had spent the entire night banging his step-nephew's widow.

"Ah, I have not slept so peacefully in such a long time," he said with a smile at Erin.

"Maybe if you weren't trying to kill off every living creature in the world, you wouldn't be having sleepless nights," she retorted.

Her sanity has been fully restored after the power of the aphrodisiac has finally worn off. They'd had sex again at dawn when he'd laid her on her stomach and slammed into her from the back while pinning her hands behind her. It had been brutally sweet and Erin blushed now as she remembered it.

Nikjin chuckled. "And here I was thinking that we were finally getting along. Tell me, what can I do to win you over?"

"Besides setting me free and leaving my family alone?" she asked sarcastically.

He shrugged. "You know I cannot do that. It defeats the purpose of everything I have done until this very moment. I have gone too far to turn back now, surely you understand that, do you not?"

"The only thing I understand is that your selfishness has taken away too many innocent lives and you are not even done yet."

"I have told you before that everything I have acquired today was not given to me. I have had to fight to gain respect and I will not stop fighting until I gain dominion over every werewolf and human on this side of the world.

"In a matter of days, my dream will become a reality and I want you to be by my side when that happens."

Erin frowned at him. "Don't think that all of the nonsense we did here changes anything between us. You are still my mate's killer and I am still your prisoner."

"You do not have to be a prisoner anymore, Luna," he said softly.

"My name is Edvana," she replied through clenched teeth. "May I leave now? I'd like to return to the women's hut to clean myself up."

He said nothing until she stood up from the bed to leave the room. "Do you not want to know what happened to your brother-in-law and his pack?"

That question halted her in her tracks. Zanisck and Zorraya and the other warriors! She had forgotten about them while she was busy enjoying multiple orgasms with the enemy. "What happened to them?" she asked, her voice rising with concern.

Nikjin smiled cattily, taking so much delight in her distress. "Oh, well... he was wounded a bit and a handful of his pack died in the attack."

Her heart froze. What if Zorraya had been killed too?

"But have no fear, my sweet Luna. He has called for reinforcements and I hear that your father might be joining the troops coming from your hometown.

"Would it not be nice if you could send word to him to stay back and not die senselessly like the others? I could use his strength and tactical thinking when I become Alpha King." Erin felt helpless. Now her father was coming to this damned place to die too? What could she do to stop the catastrophic battle that was only a few days away now?

"I would not bother my pretty head about it if I were you," he said with a smirk. "As long as you are always ripe and ready for me when I need you, you have nothing to fear." He stroked his genitals suggestively as he spoke and Erin was disgusted.

"Now, go on and wash up," he said. "I will do the same and prepare for breakfast."

She realized that he was dismissing her and it stung a little because she had hoped that he might have developed some sort of tender feeling toward her after what had transpired between them all through the night.

That would have made it easier for her to manipulate his decisions and give her a loophole to create a crack in his alliance with Zokman. However, it appeared that Nikjin was going to be tougher to deceive than she had thought. Rowana was right; he was far more clever than she and Cheyenne had given him credit for. The thought of Cheyenne made her stomach churn and she became uncomfortable.

"Yes, I should go," she said belatedly in response to his order.

"I will send for you tonight," he said, rising to his feet. "And this time around, there shall be no aphrodisiac involved. We shall fuck with our minds intact."

She ignored his words and left his room. He was playing some sort of stupid mind games with her and she wasn't interested in taking his bait, especially now that she knew that he enjoyed riling her up.

Outside, everyone was going about their daily activities until they spotted her and they began to stare. She'd been so pressed to get away from Nikjin that she had forgotten to cover her nakedness before stepping outside. Oh, well! It was too late to run back to Nikjin's place to grab something to cover herself with now. Besides, she wasn't interested in facing him again just yet.

With her head held high, she continued on her way to the sister-wives' hut, ignoring the whispers from all corners and the eyes that were judging her as she passed. Since none of them was bold enough to step up to her and say whatever problem they had with her, she would not dignify them with her attention either.

She did not owe anyone an apology or an explanation about her choices, so they can keep gossiping behind her back if they liked.

Time was running out and she needed to replace a way to throw a monkey wrench into Nikjin's plans before the night of the full moon. Perhaps it was finally time for her to have a one-on-one meeting with Zokman.

Her instincts told her that the clever shaman had a trick up his sleeve and it was time she finally figured out what it was. She'd had her fun and now it was time to get down to business, and the lives of everyone she cared about depended on her success.

Only Mizzah was in the women's hut when she got there and as soon as the young woman saw her, she looked away, blushing.

"I am the one who should be embarrassed and I am not," said Erin. "Where are the others?"

"In the kitchen, preparing my lord's breakfast," replied Mizzah. "Will you be eating with him?"

"No. He has no use for me anymore until he sends for me later tonight," Erin replied matter-of-factly. "Is that not how he is with you all?"

"Yes, but..."

"But what?"

"He was... different with you," said Mizzah carefully. "It didn't sound as if he was punishing you, and you, you sounded as if he was pleasuring you like a true lover."

Erin didn't know what to make of the woman's analysis. "What, he doesn't pleasure you ladies too?"

"Lord Nikjin is usually brutal, never tender like normal men," Mizzah explained.

"He was brutal with me and he is not a normal man. If you don't mind, I would like to take a bath now." "Of course," said Mizzah shyly, understanding that her kiss-and-tell conversation with Erin was over. "Mizzah, dear. Can you please do me a favor?" asked Erin, as the other woman made to leave the hut. "What is it?"

"When I am done with my bath, I would like to pay a visit Zokman. Do you know where I can replace him?" Mizzah's eyes grew large. "Whatever would you want with that crazy man?"

"Oh, do not trouble your mind about what I want from him," smiled Erin. "I just need to know where to replace him."

"I will take you to his hut when you are ready, but why?"

"As I said before, Mizzah, don't worry about it. I just need to have a quick talk with him. I believe it is time that Zokman and I got properly acquainted."