34 - Terri Maddoxx

34 - Terri Maddoxx
Terri

No matter how angry I am, I know better than to not do as he said. If the beating I received in the morning and the dislocated jaw I got just now was not enough warning, then I'd be a fool deserving of the same fate as Zia.
But I wasn't a fool, neither did I deserve to be shamed for anything online that's why I had to do something about it.
However it was almost impossible to delete the video off everyone's phone and I couldn't ask Joyce to stop spreading it or else I wanted to owe her something else, which was just as bad as getting hit by Tyler again.
With a frustrated groan, I punched into the orange leather center of my steering wheel, causing more honks to follow as we were in the middle of traffic.
I wanted to take the easy way out, put a call through, apologize and get her some chocolates, but no matter how many times the phone rang, she didn't pick up.
For a minute I wondered if she suspected me and was mad, but I immediately threw the thought off.
I'd done things on same degree as this and despite the fact that I was the only one involved, not once in the past did she suspect me.
It won't be different this time.
So she must have been crying in the corner waiting for me to comfort her.
Usually, she always reached out desperately to me to comfort her. I can't believe I'm the one in a hurry to do so now.
"You were wrong though. You really upset her, so you should do more than just buying a packet of chocolate."
"Shut up! What do you know?" I scolded and parked my car in front of her home.
I'd get in, apologize with the chocolate, cry if I need to then get out. I needed to hit the club tonight.
Joyce would be happy enough to introduce me to some new girls.
I jogged up the front porch under the drizzling rain and knocked twice. No response.
That was strange.
I was in the middle of considering whether to knock again when light footsteps came from the inside.
"You're here early don't you have your key?" I heard as the door opened from the inside.
But the moment she opened the door, she jumped back in surprise.
"Alpha Terri!" she gasped and hurriedly put her hand over her chest. That's when I noticed the outfit that she was wearing.
A short sleeveless nightgown. The strap was barely visible and the neck cut was a deep V.
I felt my wolf growl inside, "fuck her. Pin her against the wall!"
It was just as greedy as me and our morals only started to get conflicted when Zia got involved as our mate.
But he had never stopped me from pursuing other women. If anything, he was the real whore.
"Where's Zia?" I asked and the small smile on her face drained as she rolled her eyes and mumbled some unintelligible words under her breath.
"What did you say?" I asked as I walked in after her, dusting the rain droplets on my shoulders.
"Don't know," she shrugged, "she didn't come home." she turned around sounding seemingly uninterested.
"Are you certain?" I frowned. "Zia had nowhere else to go. Even on her worst days she always returned home," I was skeptical about this information.
It had rained heavily not too long ago. Where could she have been?
"It's not her first time anyways. If you don't believe me, you can go up and check her room. She never came in," Celine reinforced.
"I see." I sighed and got up, having no idea of where else she might be.
It was always either at this hell hole with her step family and her barely existing father or with me.
She definitely wasn't with Tyler.
That possessive freak wouldn't have come to me otherwise.
Cain... It was even more improbable. He valued his personal space more than his life. And he was the only member of the Alpha family who dared to put up a fight with his family just to live outside the palace walls.
Even our parents don't visit him. But I'll ask just in case.
I got up and shook my phone out of my pocket to put a call through when Celine wrapped her bare arms around me.
The softness and warmth of her skin awoke something in me.
I was angry and frustrated. I needed an outlet. And it was always either violence or this.
I let the phone drop to my side and then the couch as I turned to her.
Her face was round in a cute childish way, but the sharpness of her eyes showed evidence of getting work done.
Now she looked beautiful, plastic nose, lifted plump lips that gave her a sexy allure and just went on to remind me of why I never went for her in the past.
One she was too exposed yet gullible.
Two even her present state of beauty could not compare to Zia from three years ago.
Three, she had taken most of her father's facial features and was clearly not my type. This was my assumption based on the fact that I'd never seen the man and her mother was beautiful.
"Are you leaving already?" she asked as she looked up at me with her jaw resting on my shoulder.
My heart thumped and blood pumped, flowing only downwards; towards the very center of my existence.
Draining my sense of self and weighing heavily on the fact that I needed to let it all out, in the only way I could this night.
"Is your mom at home?" I asked, not because I was scared of a threesome, but because this was supposed to be about just me and it would be a hassle to cater for two women at the same time.
It was better to take it all out on one that way I could work it out and focus on just her taking it all in.
"She went to visit her friend whose wife was sick," she replied and I nodded.
"Hmm," I put my hand in the pocket of my suit blazer.
"So do you really plan on leaving already? We can talk and get to know each other better. Zia told me that you were her mate," Celine walked the tip of her fingers on my chest as she spoke.
"I..." I'm not leaving yet, I wanted to say I was rather looking for the chocolate I got Zia. However, the whole house suddenly went into a blackout making her scream and cling unto me.
It felt like a sense of deja vu. Like mother and daughter and I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they planned this together.
It was nothing but my gain in the end.
"I'm so scared of the dark and this blackout. Could you please stay with me for a while? Just until I fall asleep," her words rolled out just as smoothly as she was grinding against me.
Lucky for me, her weight was nothing I couldn't handle.
"Sure," I cleared my throat, my hand on her hips to steady her.
"Really? I don't want to impose on you knowing that you are my sister's mate or anything," she sounded coy as she hugged me and buried her face in my neck sniffing and snuggling like she wanted to rub her scent all over me, something that Zia didn't have.
"That's more reason why I should be there for you. I think Zia would be happy to know that I comforted her sister when she wasn't around," I spat the bitter lie with a sweet tongue.
I knew fully well how much Zia hated Celine.
I understand to a deep extent why Celine was acting like this as well.
Her inferiority complex led to her always coveting everything that belonged to Zia.
And that was why she dared to seduce me. Her mom on the other hand was probably just lonely.
"Really? You are so kind," she stole a kiss on my cheek. "Why don't you come to my room so I can get you a change of clothes from my wardrobe," she said and I complied without hesitation.
Climbing up the stairs and passing ZIA'S ROOM to her own.
It was beautifully and dare I say expensively decorated despite their mid financial situation.
Clearly, I wasn't the first person she would be bringing in here, neither would I be the last. So I might as well make the best use of my time here.
"Drop me here, I'll get one of my oversized hoodies for you to change into. Your shirt got rained on," she said and I dropped her.
And suddenly she wasn't scared of the dark anymore. She carried on with navigating her room with only the small light reflecting in through the closed window.
"Okay sure," I stood in place and watched her open her wardrobe and then bending her back forward to rummage for clothes, burying her head into the pile of clothes. So much for being scared.
I watched in baffled interest at what she was doing.
Clearly, she didn't bring me in here to clothe me. If anything she wanted to see me naked.
"Oh my goodness!" A sudden yelp followed by the shouting of my name in a panicked voice.
"Alpha Terri, help me. I'm stuck," she yelled, wiggling her butt at me.
I was stupefied by the scene in front of me.
Just how heavy were her clothes that she couldn't pull herself from underneath it.
I wanted to roll my eyes at how lame the script was but thought that I might as well play along.
I opened my fly and unbuckled my belt letting my dick breathe although still under the constraint of my outfit. I then peeled off my blazer and the shirt under it. This is what she wanted to see. Her step sister's mate.
I grabbed her waist, but instead of pulling her out, I pumped my hips to slam into her backside, pushing her further into the wardrobe and getting rewarded with an "OH!"
After the sound of her head bumping into the edge of the closet.
But soon enough, the grumble turned into a moan when I started to rub my dick through my briefs on her slit through her skirt.
I couldn't figure out if she was always naked beneath her skirt or if she just took it off, but it only served to aid me as I dropped to my knees, sniffed her.
Surprisingly, she smelt good. Really good that I decided to postpone penetration and just eat her up.
First I licked her whole length in between her pussy lips, loving every twitch of her legs.
However, her reaction of breathing loudly into her clothes was not one I would stop to admire.
"What are you doing? Stop." she said, but made no attempt whatsoever to push me away, if anything she kept on pressing her pussy on my face.
"Why are you pretending, haven't you done it before?" I asked and she moaned a no in reply as I suckled on her clit in particular, holding unto her skinny ass so she wouldn't slip out.
"We shouldn't be doing this, Alpha Terri," she moaned as I kissed her pussy lips, alternating between the two while my tongue continued to probe deeper into her heat.
"As long as you don't say anything, no one would find out," I said as I introduced my index finger alone.
It was clear from her reaction and from how many other mated females I saw at the club that most of the males of our pack had a bad game and couldn't satisfy their mates.
More for me then.
"Hmm," she moaned as I tongue fucked her the same way my fingers went in and out of her tight walls.
"Ohh, I'm going to cum on your face," she moaned with a hint of panic.
"Go ahead Celine, I won't let any of my sister in law's juices waste," I said as I curled my fingers in, hitting the spot that made her go rigid for a second before her juice came squirting into my mouth. And just like I'd promised, I lapped up every single drop.
Not once did I pause administering pleasure on her.