Queen Of The Alpha
Chapter 81

M***s came out of Priscilla’s mouth barely covered by her hand. The stimulation of her body, plus the pheromones, plus the heat didn’t let her think. Every area where Layan touched, where he licked, where he bit was like a nerve fiber and that to some extent frightened her, but she was so immersed in the pleasure and the need to be filled that she could barely notice it.

Two tears ran down her eyes and were soon licked from the side of them. Layan towered over her releasing one of her nipples and kissed her forehead.

-Why are you crying so early my she-wolf,” he bit the tip of her nose again and left a tender k**s on her lips, “We haven’t even entered the best part yet,” he smiled at her in comfort.

Priscilla could hardly think enough to answer him, she just kissed him back. Layan broke away after leaving her agitated to move to her breasts where he had left several bite marks and k****s. He had left her nipples swollen and raw after torturing them with his fangs. He knew they would ache afterwards and he would very willingly lick them again until they were healed.

But what he was most eager to lick was further down, where his fingers had made a mess and already two of them were buried to the base opening the tight, wet tunnel. And leaving a trail of k****s down her flat abdomen, after sucking for the last time, for the moment her breasts, he moved to the she-wolf’s s*x and opened her legs bending them a little towards her chest.

The sweet smell that invaded his nose made him salivate and he licked his soggy fingers before focusing his gaze on her core.

-beautiful – and he lowered his head, letting his mouth take in part of it.

Priscilla wriggled on the mattress and her back lifted off the mattress at the unexpected stimulation. She sobbed helplessly and her fingers buried themselves in the red hair that had tickled her earlier as he devoured each of her breasts.

-Layan, Layan-” she m****d his name in an almost unrecognizable voice and that only spurred the wolf even more to continue devouring her.

His tongue licked the swollen lips and tugged at them with his fangs leaving marks on that sensitive area, if it wasn’t because she was in heat he wouldn’t do it as it would hurt, but this time he could take advantage. So he delighted in licking each area and nibbling gently before getting to where he wanted.

-You taste so good precious, I could stay like this all night and I wouldn’t get bored- he plunged back into that area where so much soft liquid was coming from and sucked until the taste of the she-wolf had seared itself into him. M***s of protest from Priscilla reached his ears and he only wanted to tease her more, play with her more, her heat would take a while to lose strength and he wanted the whole experience to be overwhelmingly pleasurable. So before she could react he licked his way up until he found that hard, sensitive button.

And his lips closed around it and he sucked hard. He had one goal and that was to make the she-wolf cum. And he knew it wouldn’t be long when her walls tightened around his fingers.

-Correct love- he said with his hot breath hitting her sensitive clit that made her scream- Yes, do it for me- Layan almost implored and pulled him back into her mouth as his fingers dug deeper stimulating every part.

Her body almost convulsed from the tremors from the stimulations and when one of Layan’s fangs scraped across the sensitive skin it was doom for the virgin she-wolf. Her body tensed so much that she stiffened then let out a scream and clenched around Layan’s digits so that Layan couldn’t move them. The o****m assaulted her so hard that her eyes went blank. Layan kept sucking on the sensitive button lengthening her o****m until he had her sobbing and shaking uncontrollably again.

Layan broke away with a smile licking his lips and pulling his fingers out of that convulsing area. Now he believed she was ready to enter her without hurting him so badly. He hovered over her again and kissed her cheek.

-You did very well beautiful,” he complimented her on it even though her eyes seemed unfocused, though he put swore she growled at him.

He had found that, unlike other females in heat, Priscilla was quite cooperative and not so unruly, though very possessive, or she wouldn’t have gone looking for him personally. That had excited him greatly.

He rose a little to settle himself between her thighs. The moment had come. He went over his own member that was already aching to the point of being unbearable and doled out his own pre-seminal fluid plus the wetness of his she-wolf that was still in his hand. He brought his glans closer all over his she-wolf’s sensitive area earning a faint m**n from her still very sensitive from the recent o****m.

He shuddered at the contact and closed his eyes for a moment making a little pressure beginning to disappear his glans between her lips. When a pain shot through him from his neck and made him grunt. Opening his eyes he found that his she-wolf…was the one who had bitten him, on the neck and before he could say or do anything he was spun around and his back fell to the mattress sounded dry. He g*****d at the impact which was not at all pleasant and then growled.

Well, that thing about Priscilla being submissive during heat… it had kind of been a temporary fantasy, because that she-wolf who had bitten him leaving a very good mark on his neck with teeth that even bled, who had just passed her thigh over his h*p to sit on top of his e******n and who was looking at him with her eyes narrowed, was not submissive at all.

A bead of sweat ran down his temple and he licked his lips. He kind of liked this a little better.

-Anxious, my she-wolf?” he shifted his h**s a little and shuddered as he rubbed against the inside of her nestled on top of his own e******n.

It felt so good he could hardly stand it. He needed to cum, but apparently his partner didn’t have that same intention, for his eyebrow raised in amusement?

-Priscilla?” he called out to her but only received a slight smile from her tilting her head. Her hair danced over her bare shoulders. The dim lighting in the room made her silver eyes glow dangerously.

Oh no, apparently, she was the one who wanted to play with him. And she did as she moved slowly rubbing her s*x all along the alpha’s e******n. Layan didn’t expect that and shuddered letting out a grunt. The veins in his neck stood out, because it felt too delicious, but not enough to cum. That was some of the worst torture he could receive.

-Love, don’t do that to me-he squeezed her h**s to stop her in place, but she was insistent and managed to keep stirring on top of him increasing the friction. Her hands rested on his strong chest where her claws left marks on his skin.

Layan threw his head back. There was one thing he had learned and reaffirmed in the next few minutes that felt like hours where Priscilla kept stirring on his e******n bathing it with her clear fluids, her lips now kissing his neck and her rutting pheromones driving him wild. He would never again play with Priscilla as he had done before. She was a f*****g double-edged knife.