Warning: Contains graphic imagery (in your mind's eye) and content.
A/N: sorry for the delay, but you know what they say, smut takes time. LoL. I had to get a bit a little creative. Plus I had to deal with the cable company. They read the wrong address and shut my internet off, instead of the neighbor's, go figure*sighs*. It's not a lot but there is a twist, I hope you enjoy. Have a great day/night.
Chapter 37 Sara's POV
I can't believe him; of all the low down, and just plain sneaky things to do. Just wait, your time is coming, honey. I continue to strip and his eyes track my every move. He makes me feel so sexy.
"If you're not undressed in the next few minutes, I'm going to do it for you." His voice sounds raw with need.
"I'm hurrying, but I have to tell you that I'm just a little nervous. I've never done this with anyone before, Gil." I can't stop the tremble that comes out.
"First and foremost understand that I would never hurt you. But…for fair warning…you should be nervous. I'm about to have the woman I love tied up; you will be at my total mercy. I can do almost anything to you and you'll have to endure it. Do you know how much of a turn on that is?" His growl bounces off the walls, a shiver of anticipation runs down my spine, and my arousal flares tenfold.
"You aren't going to whip me are you?" I'm actually more excited than nervous at this point, but I'm not going to tell him that.
"I'm not going to whip you honey. I'd never hurt you. Please lay down." His voice is so sensual and I do as I'm asked. He stretches my arms above my head and begins to tie my wrists, then he moves, his body, down to tie my ankles. When he sits back and just stares at me, I start to get self-conscious. I jerk at my binding. I feel the need to cover up badly.
"Don't strain against the ropes. It maybe cotton material but you can still get a rope burn." I laugh, how ironic him telling me this.
"Easy for you to say, not so easy when you're just sitting there staring at me. It makes me feel a bit uneasy, if you must know." I know my voice isn't as certain as it should be. He snorts, I watch memorized by him slowly undressing, and him constantly keeping eye contact with me. I lick my lips, and my throat is suddenly dry.
He turns and basically crawls up my body. His lips so soft making contact with my skin here and there, softly brushing his lips over my cheeks, my eyelids, and my lips. The hair on his chest is, tempting my nipples and making them harden.
"I like that." I moan.
"I know." He keeps the friction up as his mouth moves down my throat. Nibbling, and nipping.
"Have I told you how much I love tasting you? I love this spot right here." Gil's tongue licks the mark he made on me, and then he bites gently. I groan and shiver at the contact.
"I want to touch you, let me go." He looks me into the eyes. I pull and tug on my binds. "This is driving me crazy."
"Is it now?" He is enjoying this too much. Bastard!
"Do you think I could make you come, if I suck…"His breath warm on my neck, right above the mark. "Right here?" His tongue flicks the spot lightly, his teeth sink into my skin and he starts to suck hard.
"Ohgod." I do my best to arch into him but being tied down; it's harder to do than I thought. I can feel him laughing against my neck. I can feel the tingling between my thighs; it feels like I'm on fire. "Please." I whisper hoping for his touch, anywhere.
Gil hops off the bed.
"Where are you going? Are you leaving me? Are you going to…" I can't help but tremble and feel nervous and scared at the same time.
"When you're naked and displayed for my pleasure, at my mercy? There is no place I'd rather be." His voice is full of promise and conviction. I watch him crawl up the bed between my thighs. I hear him inhale and growl before he attacks me. His hands pushing my legs further apart, his fingers spreading me open as his mouth feasting on my moist, soft folds. His tongue spears my core before his mouth latches on my tiny bundle of nerves.
"Gil, ohplease. Don't stop." I gasp doing my best to grind my core in his face. He inserts one finger, then two. Using a steady rhythm, I can feel my muscles begin to pulse around his fingers as they continue to move deep, and steady. "Gil…so… close…" I moan. He speeds up his actions and nips at my clit; that does it.
"Giiiiiiiiillllllllllllllllll." I cry out his name, repeating it over and over. As I come down from my high, I look down and see him still lapping and nibbling on my thighs, and core. That's an erotic sight if I do say so myself. He lifts his head, licking his lips like a cat that ate the canary. What an awkward pun, if I've ever heard one.
"Mmmmmmmm, I sure do love doing that to you." His eyes are sapphire with amber flecks now.
"Will you untie me now? I want to touch you." I beg.
"No." He states. "I'm not done. I'm going to have you like this. Putting my hands, my mouth, my tongue and my cock anywhere I want to." His voice drips with need… Anywhere?
"Ummmm, anywhere? I…I…don't, uh, I've never…" He hovers above me so we're face to face. His cock, so thick and smooth, throbs against the opening of my core.
"Calm down, honey." He nuzzles my neck. "I didn't mean tonight by any means. But soon… you will be mine entirely. Everywhere on your body will be claimed by me." He slides inside my wet core with one slow inch at a time.
"Oh, Yes!" He grunts against my lips and I whimper my answer. Once he was fully sheathed, he stops. Sweaty and breathing heavy he places his forehead against mine. His pace is slow and steady; rocking with a leisurely motion in and out.
"Still so tight, so wet, so hot and so deliciously mine!" His growl vibrates throughout my entire body.
With every thrust, I gasp and struggle against my binds. I want to touch him. He's thick erection throbs and bumps the top of my uterus. It doesn't take long for my second orgasm to ripple through me. My walls fluttering around his erection; trying to pull him deeper and he sucks in a breath.
I try to move my hips with each of his thrusts. My whole body burns with need and the desire to please him. I feel like I'm about to combust from the inside out and very soon.
He increases his rhythm, but still deep long strokes. He kisses his way down my neck and his mouth latched onto one of my nipples, sucking and pulling while he tweaks the other one.
"Can't…take…much more." I moan as I arch off the bed, the binding starts to cut into my skin. The sound of our flesh slapping together, my mewling and his purrs are the only sounds I hear echoing through our room. He kisses his way back up my neck. His speed increases, until he's literally pounding into me. I feel like I'm going to split in two.
"So close, honey. Come with me."He groans in my ear. I feel his thumb press and circle my clit and I lose it. My walls begin to contract around him. I can feel him swell inside me. His seed, hot and thick, coats my uterine walls; He bites down on my neck and we howl out.
He unties my bindings, kissing each ligature mark made from the ropes. Then he collapses next to me.
"I don't know about you but I'm pretty tired." I snort and he looks at me.
"What? I am and we're just getting started, honey. Wait till we get up." He wiggles his eye brows at me.
"Really?" I ask and he nods.
"Does this mean I get to tie you up and have my way with you, when we wake up?" I ask with a sleep laced voice.
"No." He pulls me back to him and cuddles with me. "But if you continue to be good then we'll work on something." I sigh and enjoy the comfort of his warm embrace.
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I crack my eyes open and see it's already five o'clock. I wiggle out of Gil's arms and put my robe on. I might as well start coffee. I walk down to the kitchen and notice the sliding glass door is open. Did we leave it open? I don't remember. I walk towards the door and it's too late. I smell the woodsy scent of another Were, then what feels like a needle pierce my neck. I go to turn around and only see two faces I've never seen before. I open my mouth and my world goes black.
When I wake up, I have no idea where I am. I go to move and feel so stiff.
"Well, well, well. Look who's finally up. It's the bitch of the hour." A snide voice echoes. It sounds familiar, but I don't know.
"Gil…" My voice cracks and I hear laughter all around me.
"Gil, as you put it, will not be joining us…yet. I sure hope you had fun with him while you had the chance. It was your last and after I beat him, you my dear are all mine." I feel a nose pressed against my neck.
"You smell like him. I should douse you down with bleach or disinfectant. I will not have my bitch smelling like anything other than me." I know who that is now…James!
"James?" He laughs sadistically.
"I was wondering if you'd recognize me, my dear." He licks my neck and I shudder.
"Get off of me." I say lowly.
"Just the thought of you touching me, kissing me or being near me makes me sick. And don't call me your dear. I am not nor will I ever be your dear." I feel the slap to my face and I'm jerked backwards.
"We'll see how you feel, after I kill your mate, you'll be mine by pack law. If by chance you are pregnant, I'll wait till you give birth and make you watch as I take my time killing your baby." He laughs again and picks me up.
"Alex and Angie are going to watch you while I go out for a while, but I promise you'll have a great time. They know how to have a party." He bends down and kisses my cheek.
My stomach knots up and I puke all over him. I can hear his friends laughing and him cursing at me.
"You're stupid bitch." I get punched for that and now I taste my blood. James's fingers wipe at my cut and I crack my eyes open just in time to see him taste it.
"You taste better than I imagined." He purrs and does it again.
"I can't wait to taste more of you but first it's time to challenge our fearless Alpha. I wonder if he knows your missing yet. I would be terrified if I lost my mate." He backs away from me and turns to his goons.
"Do not touch her; unless she tries to escape; then you can have some fun." He leaves the room.
"So you're the one everyone's been talking about. You took my spot do you know that?" Angie sneers. If her spot is to be with James, then she can have it. Let him be Alpha, me and Gil can go somewhere else.
"I don't know Angie…she looks awful sweet and tasty to me." Alex says. God help me!
"What was that?" Angie asks Alex. Please let it be Gil.
"I didn't hear anything? What did it sound like?" He says.
"It sounded like…" She's cut off. I hear howling in the distance. I watch them both change into Were's and head out the door. I am left alone, so I start looking for a different way out of here.
Please, oh god, please let someone find me. I don't want to die or have James anywhere near me.
I look out the little window in the door and see the fight. Four Were's going at it.
A large Were tore Alex's eyes right out of his head, with one single swipe of his sharp claws. Alex fell to the ground holding his claws over his, now eyeless empty sockets. I can't help but watch the large Were's muzzle latched onto Alex's throat. I know what's coming next. I shouldn't take pleasure out of another's pain or death, but this time I do. Alex lies on his side, bleeding heavily, gasping for air through the gash torn out of his neck. The Were that took him out raises his head and howls.
Angie turns back and stalks towards my door.
"Now," She growls. "While they are busy with Alex; I'll have my taste of you." I try to change, but whatever was in that syringe must have stopped any attempt to do so. When she gets about two feet from the door, I hear a new snarl, this one deeper and meaner echoes around us. I watch as an older male, you can tell by their coats, leaps onto Angie. His hands deadly with claws, ripping her apart with little effort. She growls and changes her attack, takes an aim at him only to be caught in mid-leap. He grasps her head between his claws and with one quick twist; you can hear the snap.
Both Angie and Alex were ripped from neck to pelvis with roars and growls; from the two Were's who took their lives. Blood flowing, spewing from each and every orifice. Intestines spilling out on the ground, from their opened abdomens. I close my eyes and pray for someone to save me.
"Sara!" Someone growls my name.
"I'm here…I'm in here!" I scream and feel tears rolling down my face.
"Come on sweetheart. We've got to go. Gil's about to fight James and he would want to know you're okay." I open my eyes and see Doc and my dad standing over me. I start to cry harder.
"Thank you. Thank you for finding me. I was so scared." I'm sobbing while being soothed by two men I look up to now.
"You two put your lives at risk just to save me?" I know the question is silly but I can't stop it from bubbling out.
"Yes. I know it was tough for you to watch what we did, for that I'm sorry. For our putting our lives on the line, I'm not. You are my daughter, Alpha female. It's not only our job, but our duty to make sure our lineage survives and lives on." Joseph replies. Doc smiles and I can only nod as we walk out of the warehouse.