Queen Of The Alpha
Chapter 80

Layan was a wolf that many never knew how to take him. Some thought he was too cruel, others thought he was inconsiderate, others thought he was overbearing because of the place he held among all the packs, others thought he was a brave wolf, or an example to follow. But the truth was that very few had really seen who he was. Besides being afraid of him because of all the power he possessed and often showed off.

Deep down, and although many thought not, for him the people who were important to him came first. He could be kind when he wanted to be, very affectionate, cloying if he wanted to be, as well as cold, or even distant. He was someone with a very variable mood in reality, although with those he loved he tried to be as nice as possible. And if this person was the one he loved, he would even give his life and spoil them to jadedness. As he had planned to do with Priscilla.

After having treated her harshly in the beginning, he was now determined to be a gentleman to her. To attend to her, to care for her, to love her, as she deserved. But that was outside the bedroom. Like any male with alpha genes, Layan was a wolf with a rather high lividity. And while he could be a gentleman even in bed, he had a tendency to be somewhat rough and especially liked rough, intense s*x. Maybe once in a while he could do it slow, full of k****s and beautiful words, but that was only to help sweeten his partner of the moment or to give her a break to get back to the rough routine. He could have several rounds without tiring and that was one of the reasons he liked partners with a strong body able to take it.

And he knew Priscilla was the one. With the b***d of all the alphas coursing through her veins, strength and power was the last thing she lacked.

He licked his lips once inside the room and threw Priscilla onto the only mattress they could replace, feeling her m**n as she fell onto the soft surface on the floor. The image was beautiful. She was on her back, panting and looking at him a little confused, her spread legs giving him a view of what was there as the garment she was wearing barely covered her body.

Layan began to exude pheromones merging them with the she-wolf’s filling the room with a dense cloud that made his partner m**n and shudder on the bed. He loved that, watching her beg for him, it was something that turned him on to the point of madness, and he was already too excited by her heat. He still wondered how he was lucid and not quite able to lay a finger on her.

He was so focused on his partner that he didn’t notice that the room was no longer furnished, there was only the mattress near the wall where two pairs of chains protruded and heavy shackles adorned the ends. There he would be bound once he absorbed Liam once the bond was over, that was the plan he had to stick to. Lighting was only provided by a few small slits at the top and a few strategically placed candles, though he didn’t need them. He could see his partner perfectly.

And even though he was a beast when it came to s*x, he was still aware that she was a she-wolf in her first heat, Priscilla was a virgin so he couldn’t just go down on her and penetrate her until she had no head. He would, but later. He didn’t want her first experience to be so intense that she would reject him later. So he bit his lower l*p and did a mental analysis to control himself and prayed he wouldn’t lose control and more for the wild part of him clawing inside him to be the one to take control and f**k her, but no. They could be one and the same. They could be one and the same, however, Priscilla was his, her virginity was his so he would be lucid when he came inside her.

A m**n of anguish reached his ears and he noticed that Priscilla was clenching her thighs together with her legs bent and her eyes were hard shut, she looked like she was in pain, and he knew why.

He would not make her wait any longer. So first she brought his soaked hand to her lips and licked the fluids that were there tasting his she-wolf’s nectar and of course, he imagined, it was much sweeter than before. His body trembled and his e******n throbbed hard against his wet spotted trousers. Without much thought he ripped it off shredding the fabric in his wake. Now free his e******n rose hard and throbbing against his abdomen. And he grinned showing his fangs.

He had never been so excited about s*x before and he knew he wouldn’t need much stimulation to cum. Still, he had to prepare the she-wolf because he didn’t know if he could be gentle enough.

With a wave of his hands he spread her thighs and pushed himself between them, letting his weight fall against her body. The mattress gave way under their weight, but Layan didn’t let her protest. He gripped her lips between his own as he settled his h**s against hers, letting her feel the hard, hot length of his c**k. And he felt her shudder. Delicious.

Layan’s k****s were energetic and deep, burying his tongue in his partner’s warm cavity and rolling it around with hers with a wet sound. As he swept from her gums, the sky of her mouth, to again return to his tongue and draw her into his own mouth where he sucked and scraped with his teeth. Priscilla’s fingers with unsheathed nails dug into the skin of the wolf’s back that tortured her mouth.

Layan wasn’t aware of the pain or the marks. He was more focused on the soft little thing devouring his mouth and feeling the she-wolf’s m***s against him. The saliva was barely contained in the she-wolf’s mouth. The alpha’s tongue was leaving no place unturned to the point that it felt so deep that her throat constricted. She had never been kissed by him like that. His fangs simultaneously nibbled at her lips and soon Priscilla was almost sobbing from the torturous stimulation.

Only then did Layan pull away a little, leaving a thick trickle of saliva still binding them together. Priscilla couldn’t close her mouth, gasping for air. Her own saliva spilled from the corners of her lips, her face was deathly red and those eyes, god, they were staring at him all silvery, but still searching for arousal.

The she-wolf felt her entire tongue sensitive and tingling after so much stimulation to which she was not adapted. It was as if her wolf wanted to devour her completely. And they had barely begun. She stirred restlessly, it wasn’t just her tongue, her body was throbbing all over and she raised her h**s a little to rub herself even more against that hard rod that only rubbed, but did nothing else. She m****d in frustration.

Layan smirked, running his tongue over his lips and then over hers, cleaning up the mess of saliva and tasting hers. He loved making her beg. God, this was more fun than he thought.

What the hell was going through his head before to refuse to f**k this she-wolf and make her his?

Well, anything stupid.

-Easy love, we’ve only just begun,” he said against her cheek and then kissed her and then bit the tip of her nose. He laughed as she grimaced at him, “I’ll make you feel good before I get you wrapped up in the madness and you’re screaming all night.

And with a wolfish grin he moved down her neck licking and scraping with his fangs. Leaving a noticeable trail of hickeys that would change colours before disappearing completely. And when they did he would do them again. He liked Priscilla’s body marked by him, so everyone knew she was his, that she belonged to him.

As he moved along her collarbone Layan moved one hand down to the inside of Priscilla’s thighs seeking out that area that throbbed and hell when he touched. It was hotter and wetter than before. She heard herself m**n in pleasure from just the touch. He couldn’t imagine when he was inside her. His member throbbed just thinking about it.

And he buried his fingers between the swollen lips probing up and down the entire area replaceing that tight, virgin hole where his fingers could barely fit because of how tight it was. That first time was going to hurt even if she was in heat. He could feel her h**s quivering and her pheromones like crazy calling him, but he still had to be careful, the least he wanted to do was hurt her.