Chapter 22
Chapter 22
[TRIGGER WARNINGS: Spanking, blindfolds, gags, sex toy, slightly heavy BDSM]
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Everything was black.
Ava couldn't see anything through the black silk blindfold Bloody previously tied around her head, with lack of vision her senses sharpened like ancient blades. Bloody's callous hand was carefully running up her thick thighs and over her big, round ass cheeks. With each trip to her thighs, he gave a light, sensuous squeeze to her ass. In his room, Bloody sat on an armless chair, Ava was laid across his stern lap in a body harness made of leather. The bands covered most of her but left little gaps, her backside, breasts, and moist pussy were left out in the open for the master to see and touch as he pleased.
Her hands were also bound behind her back with ropes, her collar was still around her neck with the leash missing and her hair was in a messy ponytail. Avalyn was in the process of punishment for disobeying her Dom. Talking was also forbidden but even if she wanted to the new ball gag in her mouth prevented her from saying anything.
“Sweet little bunny,” Bloody cooed, “you've been a bad little girl. Do you know what happens to bad girls, baby?”
That must've been a rhetorical question because he couldn't expect her to answer with a ball in her mouth.
“They get punished!” he slapped one of her perfect cream ass cheeks, a red hand mark printed there almost immediately. Ava made a sound when the sting soaked into her bottom, but simultaneously fluids hurried outside of her hole, soaking Bloody's thigh.
He chuckled. “You know, I took it easy on you because I thought you didn't like this. But I was wrong, one slap and you're already drenched baby girl, you're making Daddy very happy,” he rubbed the injured spot and slapped both of them this time. Under the blindfold Ava's eyes rolled over, it was undeniably painful, but pleasurable, especially when he soothingly massaged the red area afterward.
Bloody continued to spank her backside with his bare hands, at one point Ava squirmed and lifted her ass higher as if begging for more. He was so pleased with this action he made her sit on his lap in a different chair. “Now that I know you like this, there will be no more vanilla sex from now on. Well, that depends on the mood, time, and place,” he spoke as he played with her pussy, her legs were spread wide–each one hooked on the armrests of the new chair. Whitish slimy liquid continued to pour out of her the faster he rubbed her sensitive clitoris, she wanted to push him off since it was becoming overwhelmingly pleasurable but she couldn't do anything other than curl her toes.
Bloody left a trail of barely noticeable saliva as he licked from her shoulder blade to her earlobe, his other hand skimmed up her stomach to tug on her swollen nipple. It had a red mark around it, evidence of a bite he had inflicted. Just before Ava could cum and spray her juices all over he removed the gag and blindfold, he claimed her lips hungrily. You could say he was devouring her mouth, and you could also say she enjoyed every second of it–simply because it was the truth. Ava wanted to cum, but Bloody had other plans.
He gagged her again and left her in the chair, legs spread. He went to a drawer and took out a purple vibrator, though he had always kept his toys thoroughly cleansed he cleaned that one again and lubed up Ava's gaping tight hole. Bloody kissed her forehead while thrusting it inside her and turning it on, the vibrator was a big one and took a while to fit but when it did Ava's legs couldn't stop shaking. Her clit throbbed uncontrollably and involuntarily as the vibrating gadget sent pleasure-driven shocks everywhere in her body. Her hips bucked and her body arched and fell repeatedly. Ava wondered how did she go from being a university student to being fucked by a vibrator but she didn't care at that moment.
Bloody left her to go on a call.
Ava was still being fucked breathless by the toy when that same down feeling came upon her, along with it were invisible hands fondling her tits and pressing onto her already pulsing clit. Sinful ghostly lips latched onto her neck below the collar, a second hand raised her right leg higher. Ava was sure she was going insane, whatever the mate-bond is was fucking with her greatly. Tears pricked the corner of her eyes as a knot circled and formed in her stomach, coupled with the vibrator and hands on her body Ava knew she was getting punished again because she couldn't hold on anymore.
Luckily, or unluckily, Bloody came in time and roughly pulled the vibrator out. He winked at her and knelt to eat her out, not wanting any more of her delicious juices to be wasted. Ava was now shedding tears and turning her head from side to side, her brain began to malfunction and sweat caused her skin to be sticky.
When Bloody finally pulled his mouth and expert tongue away he smiled and flicked her sore, pulsating nub. “Now, cum for me, baby bunny.”
He needn't say another word.
Bloody shut one of his eyes as she squirted all over the chair and his face, this made the man laugh. “Good girl, you did well. You should piss me off more often, this was fun.”
Ava fell unconscious with a hole opening in her heart, for some reason, she regretted everything...
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At Blue Moon Valley.
Alpha Waverly Lennox, aka Nox, sat on a fallen tree. One leg swung to and fro, his black tail with a silver tip swishing violently. Nathan howled as unbridled pain and sadness gnawed at his heart. Sometimes, Nox hated being a werewolf and having something known as a 'Mate'. Something many people didn't know, mostly humans, was that a werewolf knows when their mate is safe, in danger, scared...or having intercourse. Mates share one soul. They are connected. So when Alpha Nox felt tingles in his body and arousal he knew they didn't belong to him. They were hers.
‘𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅! 𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆! 𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆! 𝑾𝒂𝒗𝒆, 𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓! 𝑾𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔!’ Nathan was a raging mess inside Nox's mind, he annoyingly bounded around the walls of his mind trying to get out and kill something. Anything. Just to subdue his anger.
Nox isn't happy about this either. He knows Bloody was the one who forced his mate into infidelity, even though they weren't fully mated, he still felt strong emotions. The kiss they shared that night was a step further in completing the mate bond. His face fell into his palms and a frustrated growl reverberated in the thick, dark, and cold forest. It was night already.
He had to come up there to stop himself from going haywire on the packhouse again. The high-ranking wolves are doing everything they possibly can to help their Alpha out in this apparent love-triangle dilemma but they keep hitting a roadblock, men in the Mafia didn't earn respect and their positions easily–they are smart and tactful, always one step ahead. Without any choice, he had to wait until the feeling went away, and when it did regret set in. ‘𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕?’ he said to himself, ‘𝑰 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.’
‘𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔. 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒖𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒔! 𝑬𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆...’ Nathan whimpered sadly.
“I know, Nate, me too,” he hopped off the log and shook his body, the tail and perky ears disappeared. He returned to his packhouse and called a meeting immediately.
“Alpha?” Storm sat around the big oval table and looked up at the man with a cold aura. “What is the issue?”
“Drastic times call for drastic measures,” he placed both hands on the table and glowered at the three vases containing orchids lining the center. “And a war.”
“What?” the incredulous faces of the Pack's board members met their Alpha's stoic expression.
“If he won't give her up then I'll take her by force. Get Daemon and Angelo on the phone. Also, get the Rogue King's beta on the line,” his statements made a few people fall off their seats in bewilderment. “I am not asking you to do it, all of you will do it. My decision is not up for debate. I hate rogues, but no one can navigate the inner-city better than them. Once I have my mate back I will take her and we can all return to our rightful home in Oklahoma City. Any questions?”
They looked at each other, it's been only a day after the fight and he's making such a decision. But, who are they to disobey a direct order?
“No, Alpha.”
“Good, that's what I like to hear,” he walked to the window where he can overlook the pack–a portion of the actual pack. He's grateful a neighboring pack offered to look after his pack while he was away. As Nox stared and got lost in his thoughts, his eyes looked beyond the packground to the vast and mighty Imperial City.
A growl that sent hair rising on everyone's skin emitted from his throat. Bloody wasn't the only person with a Dark Side. And people don't call Nox a two-edged sword without reason.
“Soon, my love, soon.”