Emerald
The cave is surprisingly warm with the flames and sparkles still dancing along the walls that once felt so cold and bleak when I was here alone…
I blink counting his breaths for what feels like the millionth time but I cannot be too careful if I’m going to make my escape.
I need to make sure he’s truly sleeping.
This beast might appear to be a man, but I cannot forget the aura he wields in that beastly form he possesses. I go to stand and leave when I pause heart racing when his hand grasps mine. I go to conjure my power to fight him but I stop when I hear a whimper…
“Mira…” I hear pitifully come from his lips and my heart tinges at the name…
Mira? I t urn thinking he’s talking about me.
His eyes are closed but his usually calm and playfully smug face is turned up in a grimace…
an expression I’m all too familiar with…
pain. “M-Mira…” He gasps before I hear a deep growl and whimper and to my shock I see sadness on this beast face. “M-Mira… wh-why? ”
I didn’t know a beast could be sad… I have yet to see anything on their face but lust, wrath and greed… but something about it disturbs my spirt… I hate it… this tears this beast shed makes my heart do incomprehensible things…
“Mira?” I grumble with an unspoken question I want to ask but why do I even give a damn? But when his grip goes slack, I happily turn. Yes! I can run!
But the moment I go is when a painful whimper pierces my ears, slowing my steps. No! Don’t stop! Keep going! Fuck this beast!
“Awwwwwooooo!” The sad whimper draws me to a stop and I turn to see he’s soaked in sweat, tear streaming down his eyes and his body convulsing.
Shit! I go to run over to him, but I stop once more…
No! I shouldn’t help him! He’s the enemy!
He’s my captor h— “Awwoooo!” he whines and I see him seize up.
Even if I don’t want to, my feet carry me over to his side and before I can think I’m shaking him awake.
“HEY! WAKE UP!” I shake his heavy ass but he still stays tensed up so I lift my hand and slap the fuck out of him. His bloodshot eyes pop open and his teeth grit, growling hard. “Hey, is everything alright?” I narrow my eyes at him and he turns them to me, unblinking, making me flinch.
I step back, watching him sit up in bed, sweat pooling down his back, panting, muscles bulging and tense.I hate how attractive he looks… I hate how much I would think he would be my type… if I had a type.
When he doesn’t answer I roll my eyes and turn up my nose uncaring and go to lay back down and pretend to sleep since I was dumb enough to wake him up and ruin my chases of getting away, but a knot tugs in the pit of my stomach and before I can stop myself I find myself sitting up and asking…
“Who is Mira?”
I didn’t think it was possible for such a taut back to coil up more but he does, and his glowing red eyes speak of an ugly fury I didn’t know an Alpha could possess, considering their cushy lives.
“How du yu know t’at name?! ’re yu workin’ wit’ ’er?!” he growls, accent so deep I can barely understand his words… but in my heart… or well because of this damn mark, it’s like I automatically know what he’s saying no matter how hard it is to understand his words.
“Are you daft?! I asked you because I don’t know her, hell I don’t even know if it is a her,” I sneer and I watch him relax a bit, but narrow his eyes at me but hell I narrow them back at him because he makes no move to answer my question.
I scoop a clump of mud from the ground, hardening it up, and chuck it at his head, causing him to look at me with confused, blinking eyes. “I believe I asked you a question!”
“An’?” he raises a brow at me.
“And I expect you to answer!”
“Oh?” he smirks.
“Don’t oh me. I want to know who the hell this Mira person you’re whimpering about is? Because you might have marked me, but I’ll be damned if you think I’m willing going to let you drag me into a harem of bitches to breed!” I sneer and he chuckles, placing a hand on his knee, watching me.
“A harem of bitches I breed? Interesting…”
“I don’t see anything interesting about it,” I sneer, “I’ll kill you before I get caught up in some shit like that.” I bare my teeth and I mean it.
“So you’re saying you won’t kill me if you aren’t taken to a situation like that…?” he smirks and fire licks at my bare feet. Though it doesn’t burn… instinctually I run from it and straight into his arms like the idiot I know myself not to be.
When I try to push out of his grasp, he holds me steady and forces me to look at him…
“Let go!”
“Why? Wen I’m tryin’ tu answer me Omega’s question…?”
“I don’t care about the answer anymore.” I push away but he holds me tightly and pulls me close, sniffing the tender part of my neck before he runs his tongue over the place my heart is beating, growling.
“Hmm, but what if yer Alpha wants tu give yu the answer?” he murmurs, sliding his dick between my pussy lips.
“Why? I don’t care if you have some bitch named Mira waiting for you at home!” I growl with a bit more animosity than I should and he places his hand on my ass, grinding against me, sparking something in me .
“I have no one like that at home, lass. Only yu…” The words knock the fight right out of me.
“W-what do you m-mean by th-that?!” I try to sound defiant but I fail miserably.
“I mean, yu are me only Omega, me only weakness… me only everat’in’. Me Queen…” His pretty lie sends my heart thumping as he grasps my breast, slurping my nipple into his mouth, looking into my eyes seriously, hungrily, lustfully as if the Demon King Legend appears in him.
“An Omega Queen?” I snort, but my stomach dips. “In what universe is that a thing?” I sneer and he pops in my breast right out of his mouth.
“Mine,” he growls, capturing my lips into a kiss. “Mine,” he grasps a handful of my hair, holding me tight and still giving me no room to run. I’m ashamed… after everything I’ve been through, this man… this beast… this Alpha… I shamefully wilt in his arms, desiring his savage touch.
“And you expect me to believe that?” I moan against his lips as he slides his tongue into my mouth, murmuring.
“Lass, even if I weren’t a king, I’d fell a nation jus’ tu keep me promise tu yu,” he growls seductively, dipping his thick fingers into my pussy and swirling them around.
“Your pretty lies…” I throw my head back moaning, gasping for breath and rocking against them shamefully, knowing this time there is no heat forcing me to do his bidding… it’s just him, his lies, and this mark… organic lust .
“No lies.” He spins me to my back, transforming his tongue, sliding it down my body, and spreading my legs. “I would neva, me precious one.” I hate him… his words are blatant lies to get me to let my guard down, but this stupid mark has me desiring with all my might to believe them.
But I can’t be fooled… I won’t. I take a fist full of his hair and shove him down between my legs, annoyed when I hear that sexy ass chuckle and gasp for breath when his long, rough tongue invades my body, sending fire burning in my veins.
“Ugnnn!” I arch my back, panting.
“Yu taste heavenly. Give me more,” he grunts, licking every crevice of my insides, making me quiver with want and need.
They say that the Hunt is the only tradition the seven demon kings ever agreed to…
even King Sloth, whose usually too lazy to even have input on anything, agreed.
The idea of watching beings lose their minds in such a barbaric way for sex, money, and power it appealed them all…
not only that, but having the event take place in regions the Kings have heavily imbued with their magic is on purpose…
Here in this forest… in his arms… I feel his lust for me… I feel his desire to take me and fuck me delirious… I feel it, and I hate how much I want it.
“More, lass, give me more o’ yu… help yer Alpha ferget me troubles as yu always du an’ I’ll du anyt’in’,” he begs and I can hardly stand how much I want to give him what he’s asking for, though I don’t know what I’m helping him forget… is it Mira ?
I say nothing, though the question remains heavy on my tongue. I just let him slide up my body and plunge into me, grasping my legs and fucking me so hard the makeshift cot starts to crumble.
His grunts echo around the cave as my moans dance nastily right alongside them. The way he fucks me so hard yet gently fucks my head up. Taking yet giving. Owing yet asking… it’s too much.
“Give me more, lass. Give yer Alpha more of yu!” he growls, thrusting into me, suckling on my neck, hands flying everywhere, breast rocking from his relentless pursuit of pleasure.
“By the Source! Yes!” I cling onto his body, gasping for breath, wondering what is happening.
How can I feel this desperate for him even without a heat demanding I let this beast wreck me?
Each thrust leaves not one fucking question of who’s taking me, but rather a challenge, daring me to deny this fire.
But I can’t!
“Du yu feel this, lass?” he growls against my lips, plowing into me, dick feeling as if it’s going to split me in two, his voice is rough and broken… sexy. “Du you feel wat yudutu me? The Mad Wolf King taken down only by his queen… his Luna.” He thrust harder. Deeper! Rougher!
He makes me cry out, unable to hold anything back. My pussy clenches around him, wet from nothing but need for him, though I don’t understand why.
“Feck, lass, yu make me want tu lock yu away! Yu drive me a different kind of mad,” he grunts, whispering into my ear, and I hate how I tremble in his arms like I’m truly his… I despise how I cling to him, wailing for more.
This beast is huge, and as he fucks me, his ragged breath and thrusts feel as if he’s been waiting for centuries for me. His eyes glow like embers, watching me not like prey…but like something holy he’s about to desecrate.
“Talk to me, lass. Tell yer Alpha yu feel ’im,” he growls, voice frayed and feral.
“No!” I lie breathlessly.
“Dinna lie tu me, lass. T’ere’s no heat t’is time. Yu want t’is dick, yu want yer Alpha… yu want me .”
My breath stutters in my chest. My body arches of its own will, like it recognizes him. Welcomes him.
“No! No! No!” I shake, unbelievable pleasure washing over me.
“Yer tremblin’,” he murmurs, low and rough.
“Not because yer body tells you tu, but because I du.” His lips crash into mine and I bite his bottom lip hard, making him groan a low, guttural sound that sends shivers down my spine before slamming into me, brutal, unforgiving screams clawing at my throat, resounding around the cave.
Not in pain. In shock. In need. And I don’t want him to stop.
Each thrust is punishing, possessive like he’s trying to remind me of something I haven’t even forgotten .
“Yer mine,” he snarls against my throat, teeth dragging over the deep purple hickey mark he’d left before. “Even wit’out the heat… this pussy takes me so well.”
I whimper, clawing at his back, blood pooling down it, hating the way my hips meet every brutal thrust with desperation, hungry for him.
He shouldn’t feel this good.
I shouldn’t want him this much.
I really fucking shouldn’t, but damnit, I do.
“Let go, me precious wee Omega. Let go an’ give in tu yer Alpha,” he demands, begs, pleads.
“Murdoch…” I gasp, shaking.
“Fuckin’ aye! T’ers’s no instinct left tu blame,” he growls.
“No excuses. Just us. Let go an’ give me everat’in’.
” He splits me open harder, forcing me to cry out, every sound pulled from somewhere I didn’t know I had.
His body is everywhere, inside, around me, against me, making it hard to hold myself together.
I can tell I’m not falling, but being broken down to the bone.
“I hate you,” I scream, sobbing, convulsing, unraveling with nothing to guide me but the terrifying truth of how much I want him. He captures my lips in a seething hot kiss, sending pleasure crashing onto me like a boulder.
“No,” he whispers, shoving deep into me, sending a silent scream from my lips to his. “You hate t’at this is real,” hw grunts, and his words tell no lie. “But I swear by the Source, I’ll hear wat I want an’ soon. Me precious one, me wee Omega… I’ll knock t’at fight righ’ on out o’ yu.”