The White Wolf (Book One)
Chapter 23.1 Pleasure with no pain.

Smut Ahead, Beware ;) 18+

Isla POV

He looked at me with love and a naughty smile came to his face. “My turn “He growled at me.

Before I could move he had my shirt ripped off me. He laced his hands under my ass and lifted me onto the couch. My Pussy dripping with excitement.

He stared at me and smiled as he lowered down towards the area demanding attention “So pink, So pretty” he flirted.

I blushed at his assessment of my vagina.

Without hesitation he plummeted into my folds, sparks exploded and tingled throughout my clit and folds, He made work on my clit and paid little attention to my opening. I was a panting moaning mess. I grabbed ahold of his black hair riding the wave of pleasure.

He moved his tongue to my entrance and I nearly died there and then of pure ecstasy. He made quick work of me and I came hard, legs shaking, moans breaking the silence of the room, tears streaming. I was an orgasmic mess of a woman.

I hadn’t even caught my senses yet and he was on top of me.

I watched him with anticipation. I knew what was coming next, I wanted it more than anything. I wanted his cock inside me and I wanted it now.

I watched as he bent down to me. “I like how you come on my face, my love. I love that my tongue can do that to you, now watch what my cock can do” he breathed in my ear. I nearly moaned with a second orgasm at his words shivers of excitement riddled my body as I awaited the intrusion of his cock on my longing pussy.

I was going to have the ride of my life tonight and I was a willing participant on this rollercoaster of some intense porno shit that was about to go down.

I moaned as he kissed my neck and worked down my body with his tongue, tasting every inch of me. My back arched in pure pleasure as the electricity coursed through my aching body.

I looked at his cock, It looked inviting and ready to do its job. I almost screamed as he took my nipple in his mouth making soft circles around each, providing individual attention to both. I swear it was torture and I loved it.

I was soaking the couch with my wetness. I needed his cock and now. He was so focussed on my nipples that when I moved closer to his hard shaft he growled at me.

“Not yet my sweet. patience. You will get what you deserve, but first, let me make you want it. I want you begging for your Alpha to fuck you like the woman you are”.

This man will be the Death of Me, Death by orgasm would be plastered on my gravestone.

Fuck I was going to ride him like a rogue prostitute. I watched as his hand slid between my thighs, so close to my pussy lips but never making contact, he was teasing me and the electricity that built between my legs was unbearable.

“Alpha I beg you, please. end my torment” He growled at my request, liking the fact that I called him Alpha.

“Beg for it again”,

“Alpha I beg you. Please please please” I screamed at him.

My nails digging into his shoulders. he moved his body upwards and lowered his hips, cock playing with my entrance. “Ask me again my sweet, Nicely” he demanded

“Alpha I beg and plead for you to fuck me to the point of where I can’t even walk”. I pleaded

He responded by plunging his hard cock into me, I tightened in response to the invasion of my pussy, sparks quickly dulled the pain of the sudden intrusion.

I was in Heaven and Hell. He pounded my pussy hard and fast, greedy for every inch to penetrate as deep as possible, I rocked my hips in unison with his pounding.

I scratched his back and moaned his name in pure ecstasy. He was barely breathing using all his focus on fucking me. I grabbed ahold of his muscular ass and dug my nails in as my orgasm began to build.

Pure instinct led me to elongate my K9′s and I bit into his shoulder. He responded by doing the same. With us, both marking each other our pleasure intensified by a million, I didn't even fathom the pure pressure the intensity could reach.

We both came simultaneously in loud growly of pure electric ecstasy, my whole body shaking with pleasure I screamed his name, The orgasm only extended by him filling me with his cum.

Both crashing into each other in pure and raw Ecstacy sweat and cum mixed with our love for each other, the rooms smelled of sex and sweat. both Marked and Mated. we were complete.

I laid underneath him, not caring for my lungs that were being crushed by his weight. I laid under him spent. I had no energy left, we fucked for close to 3 hours non stop and each time it felt like the first, I had no words to describe the addictive feelings he could conjure within me, I watched him shake with the intensity of each orgasm and so did I, how could our bodies conjure such strong and powerful feelings?

I felt a new kind of bond with Clayton, I could feel him, not by touch but by sense, I could sense his emotions and feelings, I could hear some of his thoughts and it was as if I had received a key to opening his mind, I could view his being much better. I could sense almost everything about him as if we were one and the same. The bond was complete.

The morning light slowly threatening its rays of light at us. Signaling the end of our evening together.

“My love, you are crushing me” I breathed finally, He moved immediately chuckling lowly to himself.

Picking me up and wrapping my legs around his torso he walked towards the ensuite bathroom. I was placed on the washbasin table as he opened the shower door and put the water on for us.

“There is no soap here” he advised. “I won’t need soap, I will wash myself using you “I winked.

He laughed at my stupid flirtation and I jumped off the counter and followed him into the shower, washing away our dirty filthy sex sins from the past few hours off our tired bodies.

I knew today we were to leave the Castle and re-join our pack, I wondered about the quit often when I was locked away in the moldy dungeon.

But Decided not to ruin the moment.

A few moments later...

“Clayton, How is the pack. Since, well you know, since the attack”, I was hesitant to ask fearing the worst.

We had been standing outside, Crassus chasing some poor warrior for teasing him. We had waited for the car to come and collect us and take us to the airport.

“There was great damage to our pack Isla. I’m afraid that...” He looked so sad, I knew I had to hear the bad news and I knew that something wasn’t right.

“August was killed. It has left Isaac completely destroyed” he breathed the words like a whisper as he came closer to hold me in his arms I felt, my eyes began to burn with tears, My closest friend and future Beta was dead.

I plunged into his arms and cried, many had died. Crassus was by my side holding my leg, trying to comfort me as well. I was absolutely heartbroken.

Our car arrived and collected us and we were to take the private Jets back to America and the saved Officials of the Other supernaturals would then also be returned to their homes.

I knew that things would’ve been bad. But I was not prepared for August’s death, it had shaken me to the core, She was an amazing person, Isaac and she were a perfect match, he would be absolutely broken without her.

“Where is Isaac?" I asked Clayton whilst I was curled into his chest, the humm of the car was the only thing I could hear during our trip to the airport.

“Monroe, Where is Isaac? we lost none in the Battle?” he questioned the driver. Monroe responded with a shrug of his shoulders and a confused look.

“My love, I believe he has gone rogue in Scotland. There is only one Pack there and they will kill him soon. I believe he had fulfilled his mission. I believe there is no saving him now.” I could see the pain in Clayton’s eyes. He lost a Friend, Beta, and Cousin that was like his brother today.

In some sick sort of a way, I understood why Isaac made this kind of a decision. If it were Clayton who had died, I'd probably do the same.

I had to make things better. I knew I could eventually, I was ready to start mending my own injuries and our packs as soon as I grieved for My Friend and beloved pack members.

There was a Message received by Clayton as we were traveling back to America that we were to stop by the Council. I didn’t Like this Idea very much. New York was busy. We had no clothes and I didn’t want to. I wanted to go home.

Clayton had eventually convinced me that we could shop there and get clothes but we had to meet with the Council, there was no alternative. I was Nurvous.

I didn’t know the Council very well. I just knew they were old Leaders of their respectable Supernatural packs appointed to represent their species. Almost like a High Court. They all resided in many different parts of the world but came together in New York for emergencies or they would just Video call in.

This had to be very important. I agreed to go, But Id only spend 2 days there and that was it.

We Landed in new york and I was anything but happy, this was going to be interesting.