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You and soap were like night and day, whatever he loved; you hated.

You thought at first he was being an asshole and was just toying with you, getting you annoyed with shit you can't stand.

But no. That was naturally just Johnny

Like with the music, today he was sitting in the front and Ghost drove.

He kept fucking with the radio, playing stupid songs that'd make you gag.

"For the love of angels shut this crap off Johnny!" You yell from the back and he turns it up, making Ghost scoff and you had it.

You smack the back of his head and he swats at you, making Ghost swerve and you dove up front.

You were face down in the floorboard and your body over Soap, as he held you there.

"Let me up you fucking fresh bar of perfume! God what type of name is that anyway!?" You were yelling, your hands flat on the floor mat between his boots.

"Alright, Johnny, I think she's had enough." Ghost warns, but Soap just shrugs.

"UGHHH! JONHHY!" You screech and he erupts in laughter as you kick your feet, his arm around your waist never loosend.

"You want to get up? Stop that manky attitude?" He asks and you huff, your arms getting weaker the longer he makes you stay there.

"Fuck off." You groan and wiggle some more, it didn't matter how fine he was. He was a playful shit stirring asshole and it pissed you off.

"Alright, you asked for it-" He turns the music up and slouched in his seat which made your chest rest right on his lap.

"Oh go blow a fucking bubble!" You yell and his body shakes with more laughter, he looks over at Ghost who's shaking his head.

You were getting really pissed and decided you were gonna get his ass, you were gonna fuck with him all day and you started by biting his calf.

"Aye! Ya little-" He yanks you up and you shove off your hands and use the console for leverage to stable yourself.

"You wanna fuck around? I can fuck back, bubble boy." You wink and slide back in your seat, crossing your sore arms.

"You're a real problem, ye know that?" His Scottish accent makes you laugh and he scowls at you.

"Says you! No one listens to that shit, tell him Ghost." You look at LT in the mirror and he's looking back at you.

"I think you both need to shut the hell up before I drop you here and make you walk the rest." He admonishes, and you clench your jaw.

"Asshole." You mutter and Soap throws a pack of gum at you.

"Out." Ghost slams on the breaks, making you lurch forward and the humvee stops abruptly.

"Well, let's go Softsoap." You quip and open the door, you knew Simon wasn't fucking around and this is only half your punishment back to the barracks all because you annoyed him and hes tired of the bickering.

"And, to make sure you two get along properly-" Ghost rounds the truck where you and Johnny stood and holds up a thick ratchet strap and hooks it to your waist harness used to rappelling and connects you to Johnny's.

"Are you serious? This is like mom making us hold hands when her kids argued!" You protest and Ghost grunts.

"Exactly. Now, behave children." Ghost gets back in the humvee and speeds off with his reckless driving.

"For fucks sake Y/N." Soap groans, running a hand over his sweaty face, and you huff in aggravation.

"I'm so tired of you and your annoying comments!" You exclaim, and Soap begins to walk which pulls you along since your waists are connected.

"Get used to it, doll." He mumbles.

He glances over at your pretty skin in the sunlight, the way your hair in the slick back bun looks so clean and professional.

"LT is right, we need to get along better and I think we should start with that awful attitude." He tells you and you just look at him, annoyed as usual.

"I try, I really do but we're so different Johnny." You confess and he nods, holding his gun to his chest.

"Well, let's start with everything we do have in common." He looks over at you with his pretty blue eyes and you sigh, trying to release what little annoyance you had left.

"We like the same guns and morning routines." You say after a moment of silence, and you were trying for more.

You felt like you at least owed it to him to be nicer, he did save your life once...

Kind of.

Well, he shot a snake when it chased after you in the middle of a desert mission one time.

"There you go. How about color?" He asks and you perk up, he did want to get to know you.

But you were that girl who was mean to everyone, low on energy and patience and was always sleeping or drinking.

No one was friends with you unless you allowed it. And so far, Ghost was the only one you could stand being he was just like you in that way.

And there soap was, being the only motherfucker able to get more than a eye roll or a grunt in response from you both.

"I like green." You say say after a moment and he nods, looking ahead to the dusty path you walked.

"Me too." He adds and you think some more.

"What's your type?" You ask frankly and if he had a drink he'd spit it out.

"Pussy and legs. The rest don't really matter." He responds and you actually laugh.

"Cmon, guys who say that have definitely had a shame fuck." You say and he cocks a brow at you, unfamiliar with the phrase.

"It means when someone has gone and fucked someone that's totally not their type due to loneliness, they begin to say shit like that. To make their bad experience less traumatic or embarrassing for them. That way if someone finds out, they think you don't have a type." You explain and he's looking at you like he has a secret to tell.

"Well then, that's not what I meant." He says cryptically and you scoff.

"What does it mean?" You ask and he shrugs.

"Dont know. Just bein' dumb. If I had to say my type, it'd be women like you." He says and glances over at you.

"Like me? The hell that supposed to mean!?" You get defensive and he smirks.

"I like the mean ones, baby. That's all." His whole demeanor switched and you grin at the escalation.

"Mhmm. I know what type you are now." You say and pick up the pace.

"What's that?" He asks, slinging his gun over his shoulder.

"You like a woman on top. That's why you're an asshole, constantly pushing me to see how far you'd have to go before I stuff your face full of pussy and shut you the hell up." You drawl and his shit eating grin could be seen from a mile away.

"I wouldn't complain. I mean I will if it means you come sit-" You mush your hand over his mouth and keep walking.

"Save it for the barracks." You hush him and he does like he's told, watching your bubble ass from the side.

You two make it back after a long and sweaty walk, dust covered your boots and the bottoms of your jeans as you two walked hooked together to LT's office.

"We made it back. Happy and friendly. Now unhook us." You say with a fake smile, busting through Ghosts office door.

"Well, looks like a smile I've never seen on you has arrived as well. Good job, now I expect a report of the walk on my desk later on. Make it touching." His dry humor makes you smirk, he cuts the cord and watches you hurry back to your room to gather your things and head to the showers.

"What went on, Johnny?" Ghost asks him a little reluctantly and he smirks.

"I was nice to her for once. It's the longest conversation we had, ever. No distraction to it either so a common ground was found." Soap tells him and Ghost crosses his arms.

"Dont be daft Johnny." Ghost warns, his eyes boring into Soap.

"What? I said I was tolerable." He defends, and Ghost leans on the doorway.

"You get your dick wet in her?" Ghost snaps and Soap just shoots him a look.

"A hot thing like that? Let me touch her? Please, you'll take the mask off before she does that." Soap tells him and Ghost glances over his shoulder, watching you go to the showers with your bag and towel in hand.

"Right. Not happenin' any time soon." Ghost mumbles and soap walks by.

"Exactly LT. loosen up will ye?" Soap pats his shoulder and goes to his quarters to discard gear knowing damn well he's about to go act like he's showering just to bother you.

He didn't know if he was a masochist or what, but your constant low patience for him turned him on.

He was used to girls kissing his ass, buttering him up so he'll pick them and then he met you and you couldn't give two shits what he picks. Boogers or women- it didn't matter to you because you made it not your business.

You showered in the locker rooms, alone as usual as you picked times when everyone was too busy or at night but after the long walk in the desert heat you didn't give a shit and locked the door which stumped soaps plans.

He jiggled the handle and sighed, walking away to wait for you in your quarters.

Now he was determined to have your pussy suffocating him, grinding into his lips as your cream drips down the sides of his mouth.

"What're you doing?" You ask unbothered when you see him sitting on your bed and toss the towel next to him, your curly hair still lightly dripping.

"You know why I'm here." He leans back on your bed and you roll your eyes.

"Wow so I smile at you once and now we're married?" You joke and he smiles back.

"I just wanna taste that pussy, will you let me?" He crosses his arms behind his head and you shut the door.

Getting eaten out didn't seem like a bad idea, even if it's from the guy who annoys you mercilessly.

"You'd sound better slurping my clit anyway." You lock the door and go to climb on him, he immediately cups the back of your thighs and you grab onto his shoulders.

"Just once." You point your finger at him and he smiles, his eyes full of lies.

"Okay, whatever you say." He says with a sly grin and you scoot further up on his chest till your clothed pussy is right over his mouth.

You pull them to the side and hold them, letting him see your pussy for the first time.

"If I knew this is what my mouth would've gotten me into I never would've shut up-" He flicks his tongue over your clit and dips into your entrance, tasting your slick folds.

You cover your mouth with one hand to stop the loud moan you wanted to let out, it'd been so long since you felt this; being stationed in the middle of the desert was a lonely one at times.

He hums a moan as he sucks your clit, the vibrations on your pussy make you grind your hips in a circle; indulging in his skilled tongue.

You almost forgot why you couldn't stand him when he was so silent like this, slurping and licking your clit like his favorite sucker.

"You're so fucking good at this-" You whisper, your thighs tightening to keep your hold above him but he pushes your hips down to rest on him and grips the thick flesh there.

He loved your curves, the way your army green t-shirts fit and hugged your body perfectly; the fabric stretching over your breasts.

He kissed your sopping clit and dipped back into your entrance, eliciting more moans from you and taps your ass.

He was having the time of his life, lapping up your heavenly juices and listening to those pretty moans.

He'd much rather spend time with you like this.

"I'm so close, please-" You pant for breath, and ride his tongue until your pussy pulses over his mouth and you yelped with the orgasm over coming you.

He grabs your hips and rolls over with you, pinning you to the bed and kisses your cheek like a puppy happy his owner is home.

"Let's do this again sometime, sweetheart. But right now I have to make sure LT don't find me in here, that'll be it huh?" He quips and let's you go, he stands and admires you one last time before he has to sneak out of your room.

"Just keep that mouth shut or I'll keep it busy." You tease and he's unlocking the door.

"No promises, love." He winks and peeks his head out the door before he's gone, leaving you to sit and think about the good that's come out of the little bicker fest between you two.

Maybe he really wasn't that bad.. you definitely could get used to him pissing you off and then grinding it out on his face later.

Soap snuck out of your room and back to his quarters, feeling like a teenager who's got to third base.

He laid in his bed, his arms crossed behind his head as he thought about you and listened to your voice iver in his head, your sexy moans and the taste of you on his lips.

He'd be coming back for more, sneaking around Ghost like a bunch of teenagers at night just to wake up and argue with you all day; pissing Ghost off so his suspicions were drowned out.

Sex was more fun when you aren't supposed to be having it anyway.

You woke up the next morning sore in the best possible way.

Not from training.

Not from drills.

But from grinding your pussy into Johnny MacTavish’s mouth until he was soaked in you.

You stretched lazily in bed, smirking at the memory —

his hands squeezing your thighs, his eager tongue dragging every sound out of you, the way he looked so fucking pleased with himself when you finally collapsed.

You threw your arm over your eyes and groaned.

"Fucking Soap," you muttered to yourself.

"Can't even hate you properly anymore."

The knock at your door was sharp and unexpected.

You jolted upright, heart pounding.

"Y/N," Ghost’s voice barked through the door.

"Briefing room. Ten minutes. Move your ass."

You scrambled — grabbing your uniform, throwing on your boots — heart still hammering from the near-miss.

If Ghost had walked in last night —

found Soap between your legs, you grinding shamelessly against his face —

You shook your head, face burning, and grabbed your gear.

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You slinked into the room just as Ghost started the session, your ass barely in the seat next to Soap before Ghost’s sharp gaze pinned you both.

You tried to act normal —

tried to sit there without twitching, without blushing —

but Soap?

That little shit had the nerve to be smirking.

You glared at him from the corner of your eye, kicking his boot under the table.

He just grinned wider.

"Right," Ghost drawled, crossing his arms.

"Today’s exercise — field recon, partnered. Soap and Y/N."

You groaned audibly, dropping your forehead against the table.

Ghost ignored it, continuing:

"You two will be dropped outside the perimeter. Find your way back without getting caught by the patrols."

You lifted your head just enough to shoot Soap a look of pure death.

He winked.

Fuck.

This was going to be a long day.

You and Soap crouched in the dirt — backs pressed together — breathing hard from sprinting across open terrain.

The patrol was close —

you could hear their radios crackling nearby —

and you knew one wrong move would blow the entire op.

"Stay still," Soap whispered, his breath hot against your ear.

"Stop breathing down my damn neck." You hissed back.

"I’ll breathe wherever I fuckin’ want after last night." His voice was low, smug, infuriating.

You whipped your head around, ready to lay into him —

and froze when you saw the look in his eyes.

Heat.

Hunger.

Something darker.

You swallowed hard.

He leaned in just slightly, voice a whisper only you could hear:

"You think grindin' on my face was enough, doll? Next time I’m gonna make you sit there until you're cryin’ for me to let you cum."

You stiffened —

a bolt of heat shooting straight through you —

and he grinned, the cocky bastard, sensing exactly what it did to you.

"Focus," you snapped under your breath, cheeks burning.

"Oh, I’m focused alright." He adjusted his gun and smirked.

"Focused right on that pretty little pussy you’re squeezin' shut right now."

You wanted to strangle him.

You wanted to kiss him.

You wanted to ride him until he shut the hell up.

You settled for elbowing him in the ribs-

hard enough to make him grunt but not loud enough to give you away.

The patrol moved on.

The danger passed.

But the tension between you and Soap?

It stayed.

Thick.

Heavy.

Filthy.

You lasted all of three hours after returning to base.

You tried to ignore him.

You tried to hide in your bunk, scrolling mindlessly through your phone, pretending you couldn’t feel his stare burning into you from across the room.

It didn’t work.

The second the lights in the barracks flickered out for lights-out, you felt his weight sink onto the edge of your bed.

"You hidin' from me, pretty girl?" he whispered, voice dark and teasing.

You sighed — a long-suffering sound — and rolled onto your back.

"Thought you’d get tired of me after one good tongue lashing." You smirked.

Soap leaned over you, arms caging you in, his voice a low rumble against your throat:

"Baby, you’re fuckin' addictive."

You swallowed hard —

feeling the mattress dip, feeling his breath fan across your collarbone —

and suddenly, it wasn't funny anymore.

It was heavy.

It was serious.

It was inevitable.

You grabbed the front of his shirt — yanked him down —

and captured his mouth with yours in a kiss so hot it scorched you both.

Soap groaned into your mouth —

his hands already sliding under your shirt, grabbing your waist, your hips, your thighs —

like he couldn’t get enough of you fast enough.

You broke the kiss just long enough to pant against his lips:

"Lock the door."

He grinned —

wild and victorious —

and did exactly what he was told.

This time?

You weren't riding his face.

This time you were riding him.

Hard.

Slow.

Cruel.

Exactly the way he fucking deserved.

"You sure run your mouth a lot," you huffed, grinding slow, heavy circles on his cock, feeling the way he twitched helplessly inside you.

He groaned low —

his head thrown back against your pillows, sweat glistening down his throat —

hands gripping your ass like he was hanging on for dear life.

"Fuckin' hell, lass..." he muttered, voice hoarse, wrecked.

You smirked —

leaning down, your palms pressing flat against his broad, sweaty chest —

your lips brushing his ear.

"You wanted this, remember?" You teased, rolling your hips again, slower this time- dragging his length against every fluttering, clenching inch of you.

"Teased me, annoyed me, begged for my fuckin' attention." You bit lightly at his earlobe and he shuddered violently beneath you.

"Now you’ve got it, Johnny.

Every bit of it."

He growled low in his chest- hips jerking up instinctively, desperate for more- but you pinned him down with your weight, slamming your hips down harder.

He cursed —

loud, broken, beautiful —

his fingers digging bruises into your skin.

"Christ, woman, you're gonna kill me..." he groaned, trying to lift you, to thrust up into you, to fuck you the way he wanted- but you shook your head, smirking wickedly.

"No," you murmured against his lips.

"You're gonna sit there and take it like the good little soldier you are."

That broke something in him- his eyes fluttering shut, jaw clenching, his chest heaving.

He looked so pretty like this —

flushed, trembling, completely at your mercy.

You bounced harder, grinding down, your wetness soaking him, dripping down his thighs.

"Sound a little less cocky now, huh?" you taunted, riding him mercilessly.

He cracked his eyes open —

blue, desperate, burning with something dark —

and his hands slammed up your back, dragging you down to crash your mouth against his.

"You’re fuckin' evil," he panted against your lips.

"And I'm fuckin' addicted."

You moaned into his mouth —

grinding harder, your clit catching against the rough hair at the base of his cock —

your whole body trembling with the force of the orgasm building fast, sharp, inevitable.

"Cum in me," you whispered into his mouth.

"Fill me up, Johnny, make it messy."

That was it.

He snapped.

His hands gripped your hips bruisingly tight- thrusting up into you, fast and brutal, chasing his release.

"Take it, take it, take it—" he chanted under his breath, broken and needy.

You slammed your hips down one more time and cried out- pussy clenching hard around him- and felt him spill inside you with a deep, guttural moan that vibrated through your whole body.

You rode it out together —

grinding, gasping, clinging —

until you finally collapsed on top of him, shaking, both of you slick with sweat and cum.

He wrapped his arms around you instantly —

holding you tight, like he couldn't stand even an inch of distance.

You laid there —

panting against his throat, listening to the wild hammer of his heart —

feeling him pulse inside you, still half-hard, still twitching.

He kissed the side of your head —

soft, lazy, so fucking sweet it made your chest ache.

"Y'know..." he muttered against your hair, voice rough and sleepy.

"I'm startin' to think... pissin' you off was the best decision I ever made."

You huffed a tired laugh —

and without thinking, you pressed a soft kiss against his collarbone.

Neither of you said it.

Not yet.

But you both felt it.

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islanddevil716 · 5 months ago

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Just dirty smut w Keegan 🥳✌🏽

It wasn't as sick as it seemed, not really. Maybe? You wouldn't know, you've had a sick mind and a wet pussy since the first time you got fucked.

He had become uncontrollably obsessed, constantly fantasizing about you.

Which was weird because you were already his, wearing his ring, sitting on his dick, looking at him. Only ever him.

He blamed it on you, always hanging on him, needing him in every way, begging and rubbing yourself on him like a sex addict.

He began to think you were.

You'd lay there next to him and mindlessly rub your pussy through your panties and then roll over and lazily hump his leg and beg, licking his clothed - hard cock.

Or he'd come home to see you laying in bed and rubbing your slick clit with your legs spread wide and whining his name.

Your pussy leaking, leaving a wet trail down your folds- a sight that immediately made his cock hard.

You wouldn't falter when you noticed his presence, instead you'd bend over, wiggle your ass and beg for his help. To that he'd immediately shove his face in your horny cunt.

"Little fuckin slut, you are-" He'd slap your ass and roughly finger your greedy hole while you loudly moan his name.

The less shame you had, the more excitement would bubble in his core.

He began letting loose with you, never turning you down or acting like he had modesty. Truthfully, it was heaven for any man.

Always having pussy rubbed on him, pushed in his face- you'd leave your panties laying around for him to keep, kiss dick whenever you'd lay in his lap. He was always hard, always horny and your addictive tendencies did not help.

He'd be dressed in full gear at your request, sitting there with his thighs spread, his arms across the back of the couch and you'd come from the bathroom, naked and showered and immediately seat your bare pussy on his cargo pants, wrap your arms around his neck and dry fuck his leg like it was as normal as cuddling.

"You feelin' good baby?" He'd ask, his gloved hands on your bare ass while you ground your hips on him, getting that spot just right for your clit.

"Yeah-" You'd pleasurably sigh, the answer muffled with your face in his neck. You loved when he was all dressed in gear, the intimidating factor- he easily fed your mask kink. You'd hang on him, getting sloppier with your movements the more excited you got.

You'd eventually start panting like a dog, humping him faster and needier until he'd set you on his cock and listen to your babbling with satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, Keegan- please!" Your loud yelps and whines was cute, he loved listening to the bullshit that tumbled from your sexed out mouth- always a mix of praise and pleading.

Especially when you'd finger fuck yourself on the coffee table and make him watch from the couch.

You were his little homemade porn star, needy and nasty- always seeking his validation and pleasure.

He began his own obsession with it, your heightened sex drive putting his through the roof. You cracked that shell where he used to be a silent observer, sexually reserved and respectful man to a perverted, dominant and needy fuck.

His hands were always exploring, kneading and massaging. His filthy fixation on your pretty pussy could keep him busy for hours, spreading your folds and spitting on your dripping hole.

He'd finger, kiss and lick between your legs until you were shaking. He'd push your legs back, talking your pussy through the overstimulation.

"Such a pretty cunt for me, so wet." He pulls his fingers out to see your little hole clench for him, his words keeping that sweet tingle ever present in your core.

"Filthy little whore loves her tight cunt filled hm?" He slaps your pussy and laughs at your mindless moaning.

He pushes his cock in your pussy and pulls out, teasing you and laughing more at your irritable whines and squirming.

"Keegan!" You squeal and reach for him but he holds your hands down and tease fucks your greedy hole, slowly sliding in and pulling all the way out and pausing for a moment before he does it again.

You're bucking your hips beneath him, crying for his cock and he just eats it right up, his narrowed and hooded eyes lazily watching you beg.

"Toys are meant to be played with, doll." His low tone and nonchalance makes you wanna scream and scratch his back.

"Fuck me, please-" You whine and feel him slide in, giving you a couple rough pumps before hes pulling out again.

"I'll fuck you how I want." He taps his dick on your clit then swirls his tip around, rubbing his pre cum all over your pussy.

His playing and teasing has you reaching to hold him down, pulling him down to lay on you. You latch your lips to his neck, sucking his skin and wrapping your legs around his waist.

He smirks, knowing it's his turn to be fucked.

It was always a switch of dominance, some would call it toxic- the relationship being nothing short of a constant fuck fest.

You had a filthy mouth too and to top it off your shitty attitude clashed with his- the fight ending before it starts with the way he manhandles you and served your punishments.

A simple "fuck off-" earned you a ball gag and a vibrator shoved in your cunt while he took on work calls from home.

You sitting there, arms tied behind your back and legs spread wide so he could see his handiwork.

He equally loved being on the receiving end as well, letting you dominate him and order him around in bed.

You'd push him down on the bed, sloppily kissing him in a frenzy before pushing two fingers in his mouth and making him suck while you rubbed your wet cunt on his lower abdomen, your ass bumping against his hard cock- teasing him to the point of begging to feel your sweet hole.

"Baby, baby please- enough I need to feel your pussy on me please it feels so good I'll be so good, princess-" His rambling would make you smile down at him triumphantly.

You'd remove your wet fingers and pat his cheek.

"Such a good greedy fuck, begging for pussy like my stupid depraved dog." You slide down on his cock and begin bouncing on it and he whines at how fast you're making his overstimulated dick take your tight cunt, gripping him like a vice until he's flooding your womb with his warm cum.

"Tch, that's a shame, I wasn't done yet." You sigh, lifting your pussy off of him and letting his cum drip from your used hole onto his dick and lower belly.

"Guess I'll just have to fuck your face instead." He's too fucked out to answer, too busy being your nasty, useful mutt.

"Put that degrading mouth to use, Keegs, you know how much I love feeling your tongue inside my wet cunt." You coo, grinding your cummy pussy on his mouth until he catches up and starts using his tongue.

After he's gained his consciousness though, he's tossing you over on the bed and kneeling over your sweaty, naked body and smirks.

Your wide eyed, anticipated and too horny to fight back so you just spread your legs and give him those pouty lips and puppy dog eyes.

"You want to get fucked baby, you know ill never leave you unsatisfied." His mischievous tone makes your tummy flutter and you watch him grab the zip ties from your nightstand and tie your wrists together and connect them to the chain loop on the headboard.

His big, sexy body shines with sweat- his tattoos glisten and muscles flex as he moves. His thick, long cock bobbing under its weight and soaked with cum has you licking your lips.

The attraction was lethal towards one another, cumming just once was never enough for either of you- Just fucking until one of you if not both pass out on eachother. Freaked out sickos.

You groan when he connects the leg spreader to your ankles, knowing his plan.

"My pretty slut likes cock so much? I'm going to fill all your holes and watch your cunt cream and listen to your cries while I give you so many orgasms you pass the fuck out." He does overly well on his promise, the most he's ever taken it.

"Goddamn love, you are fucking perfect." He praises you, watching the dildo vibrate your cunt while the topside sucks your clit. He kneels over you, holding the other pink dildo and fucking it into your mouth.

You felt so full, hot from the inside out- you lost count thirty minutes ago after the 5th orgasm.

Drool, snot and tears run down your face while he kisses your wet cheek- hallowed out from sucking on the dick he's got shoved into your puffy lips.

The aftercare was always slow and kind, perverted still- but sweet.

He'd gently cut your wrists free, kissing them as he knows they are sore.

"You did so well for me princess, you look so pretty-" He uses that gentle tone that has you crawling in his lap once he's removed all the gadgets and sex toys.

"How you feelin there?" His large hand palms your pussy, lightly massaging your soreness.

"Kiss it better?" You ask him all cute like, you could never resist having him between your legs.

"Of course my baby-" He lays you down once more, softly spreading your legs and giving your pussy a warm kiss, looking up at you smiling down at him.

He'd let you step on him if you needed, fuck he was obsessed.

He puts one of his large t-shirts on you and kneels before you, slipping your panties up your legs before he's dressing himself.

He tucks you into bed and dips off into the kitchen to come back with snacks for you, whatever you request.

Then he's climbing into bed and cuddling his large self into you while you find a movie to watch while you both eat snacks before you fall asleep.

To the public, you looked like a well-reserved couple, but at home, there isn't a surface he hasn't fucked you on.

#keegan p russ #cod keegan #keegan russ x reader #keegan x reader #cod men #cod smut

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islanddevil716 · 5 months ago

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Cw: degrading, use of daddy, size kink, oral fixation, cock warming-

Something about Konig genuinely laughing when you first ask for his cock.

"Oh I don't fuck around, liebling." He chuckles, cleaning his rifle as he sits man spread on the black tin chair, his cock easily seen through his cargo pants even on soft, he's presentably thick..

You think he turns you down due to being your Colonel, but truth is you're just too fucking small. Mouth watering like a whore in heat at the sight of his spread legs, mindlessly cleaning his gun and laughing at you- you're soaked.

"I assure you sir, I'm a big girl, I'm sure I can take what you have-"

"Enough of that, kleine, go back to your duties." He genuinely dismisses your begging but you're determined. Even just the tip, you so desperately wanted to climb that big, thick.. strong brute. Fuck, you'd bend over for him and let him spit on your holes, beg for his cock and lick his balls- so many images your mind came up with, your untouched pussy throbbing at each one.

Late at night you're sneaking to his room, freshly showered and properly groomed while he's at his desk still in his cargo pants and combat boots- only that.

He feels you looking at him through the crack in the door, without looking up he sets the pen down.

"Kleine." His demanding tone has you slightly startled where you stand but you're quickly padding your bare feet into his room.

"I've told you about this." He tuts, eyeing the cute sight of your pussy lips imprinted into your white panties, your tshirt not nearly covering your bottom as it should. Such a little fucking tease.

"But you should feel how wet I get when I think about your cock stuffing my cunt so full I can barely breathe." He watches your fingers slip between your clothed pussy lips, letting him see your swollen clit.

He loves that needy, slutty shit.

You get on your knees and turn away from him, you bend over with your cheek on the floor and pull your cotton panties down your supple thighs. You spread your holes for Konig, letting your wetness seep down your pussy folds and onto the floor.

"See?" You huff and hes rubbing his swollen cock through his pants, examining your pussy as he's leaned back in his desk chair. Watching your hole clench around nothing as you wiggle your ass back onto his leg and rub that horny clit on the rough material of his cargo pants.

"Gonna have to train this little slutty cunt to take it then-" He palms your ass and you moan at first contact, so needy for his touch finally.

"I'll make me feel better." You hum, closing your eyes and letting him abuse your tight hole, roughly finger fucking you with his thick calloused fingers, slewd words spilling from his lips until he can't take it no more and needs to splatter your pussy with his cum.

"Just an inch, hm? Gon fit this fuckin cock in 'er, listen to that cunt weep for me." He growls, holding your head down and stuffing his thick, bulbous head in your slippery hole.

The tight fit was intense, feeling it in your finger tips down to your toes and crave to get it in that spot that feels just right.

He groans, popping his cock from your unforgiving hole, too small not yet properly trained and spitting on your pussy before trying to slide in again. You're drooling, pussy aching to be fucked while he's working a sweat to just get two inches in that warm cunt.

"Relax-" He snarls when you squirm too much, ready to tie you down. The need to feel your gushy walls wrapped around his big, veiny cock was eating at him impatiently. He grabs the lube from his desk and pours it all over your ass and uses his dick to spread it all around your puffy pussy lips.

"Look at that, all red and swollen and I haven't even fucked 'er properly- sensitive little cunt ya have liebe-" He taps his dick on your pussy and splatters lube and precum all over you, easily getting a little past his tip in and you both groan in relief.

"I want it more-" You whine greedily, your cute voice and pouty words making his cock twitch inside your pussy walls and you shiver in return.

"Simple kleine Schlampe, all she wants is cock but can barely fit one in 'er. Pathetic." His degrading laugh has you pouting, drool coming from the side of your glossy lips and puddling the floor.

"Greedy schlampe, here-" He stuffs two cum tasting, lube covered fingers in your mouth and tries stuffing himself further in you. You arch your back better, relaxing and letting him bottom out in your needy fuck hole.

"Fffuck, kleine, that's what I'm fuckin talking about, let me in that slutty fucking pussy, fuck it, fuck back on it and show daddy how much you like this shit-" Your toes curl at his words and you plant your hands flat on the wood floor for leverage and fuck yourself on him.

Each deep stroke takes your breath away, ears ringing and eyes hazy you let him fuck all over you.

"This what you wanted huh schlampe, make your little fucking pussy leak all over this cock, impatient fuck you are, yea I know princess." As he just fucking pounds you, forcing yelps and whimpers from your drooling lips as he talks you through his tough thrusts.

"Keep fuckin my cock, cream all over that shit, I wanna see that hole grip my length-" He pushes in your quivering walls further before pulling out, seeing your pussy gaped from his wide size.

His words spurr you on, your worlds spins as he flips you on your back and your heart races in your chest- he's intoxicating all you can think is "daddy- daddy- Konig, please my pussy-" while he gropes your little titties, his thumb grazing your clit and he's spitting on it again and rubbing circles on your precious nub, loving how swollen it gets.

At some point he holds his whole hand on your face, keeping your head down on the bed while he forces his cock so deep you're screaming for him, his other hand pressed firmly on your stomach where he can see his cock bulge in your lower tummy, he loved the way it felt under his palm, loved the way you cried out bullshit mumbles of his name mixed 'daddy'

By the time youre paying attention again, you're covered in his spit and cum, lube in your hair and he's just using you as personal fleshlight. Manhandling you until you're a doll molded perfectly onto his cumming cock, your slobber covered cheek on his sweaty, hairy chest as he holds you to his hot, hard body. He overfills your abused cunt hole, feeling his cum seep out your pussy and down his heavy set balls. He's rubbing a hand on your ass cheeks, red and decorated with his large hand print from smacking your ass while you were bouncing on his cock.

Now you lay here spent, laying on his chest while cockwarming him and sniffling from crying on his cock, his thumb stuffed in your warm, wet mouth with his fingers splayed across your cheek as you drift off to sleep to him whispering small, gentle praises of how well you took him, his sweet good girl, his personal tiny slut. ♡

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I AM A WRITER ON A03 AND WATTPAD UNDER "Islanddevil716" and this story is widespread on both of my accounts

HALF TWO PT.1

Beauty and the beast

'Surprise.' His voice in your head says again and you're grinning at him.

"Come on, come up stairs I'm hungry!" You laugh at his playfulness and try pushing him off you and he growls.

'I'm hungry too, now hold on.' He says in your head.

"Konig?" You ask when you feel his cold nose on your tummy when he nudges the dress up to expose your belly and panties to him.

"Konig-" you warn and feel his teeth against your skin and he tears your panties off you.

Thats the second pair he's ruined in 24 hours!

You smelled so good he couldn't help it, and he wanted your first experience with his wolf a very enjoyable one.

Your hand comes down to push against the top of his large head, his black calico furr seeping between your fingers.

His eyes watch you, they're all black now and challenging.

His large tongue licks your whole pussy, so wide it covers your whole sex.

"Konig!" You scream and he nips your thigh and you gasp.

Fuck that felt so good but so wrong.

'Stop it, no one will know you let a wolf lick your horny little pussy and how much you liked it.' His voice in your head says with that smooth tone and you surrender, covering your face while he licks up every taste from last night along with your current arousal.

His tongue was so big and slobbery and felt so filthy good, that kind of pleasure that only comes from doing something taboo.

Your whole relationship with him was.

Your legs were bent and wide open for him as he licked your swollen clit like an ice cream cone, watching your red face barely being covered by your hands as you peeked through your fingers to watch his pink tongue lap at your folds; the erotic sound of him licking you like he's drinking water has your walls gripping at nothing.

You tasted so good like this, his primal desires being fulfilled had him in need to bury himself inside your pulsing walls.

He licked you till orgasm, hearing your loud mewls and watching your body squirm in the leaves.

'Run pretty girl, before I fuck that needy cunt right here in wolf form, filling you with my knot.' He says in your head, giving himself time to transform and you gasp, his cock was already big. You didn't want to know what type of size he was packing behind that shiny black coat of his.

But he meant it, and you'd like it so much- your filthy mind flickered to what it'd look like and despite your recent orgasm, the thought made your walls clench.

You rolled onto your stomach, getting dirt all over your dress and pushed yourself up, running through the yard and back up the steps.

You heard him behind you and your loud laughter echoed outside before you flew through the door and jumped for the bed.

You landed on your stomach, and immediately felt his warm hands on you.

"You're pretty fast kleine maus." He praises and kisses the backs of your thighs.

"What's that mean?" You ask and you feel both of his hands lightly tap your ass to watch it jiggle.

"Little mouse." The way it rolls off his tongue with his accent makes your toes wanna curl and you moan.

"Let's get you something to eat, and I'll show you around your new home. So for now," he hums and flips you onto your back, he slips a fresh pair of panties over your ankles and up your legs.

He pulls you to stand and secures your panties in place, he makes you sit on the bed while he goes to the large walk in closet- technically a bedroom converted to a closet to accommodate all of yours and his belongings.

He grabs what he needs and comes back to you and kneels before you, slipping the white thigh high's over your legs and then putting on the white platform heels to match it.

You admire the shoes on your feet while he dresses himself, when he's done he stands in front of you and you look up and gape at his handsome attire; a gray suit with a black button up underneath and a matching handkerchief.

"You're the most handsome man I've ever fucking seen." You compliment him in awe and he chuckles.

"Yes and you my liebling maus, are of rare beauty yourself. Now come, I have a surprise for you." He pulls you along and opens the doors, your heels clack loudly down the empty hall.

"You won't have to worry about your safety here, you're my girl and no one would dare disrespect my maus." He says to you, listening to your mind wonder about what it'll be like meeting everyone and if you'll fit in.

He presses the elevator button and pulls you into the doors, when they open again you're back to the big bustling room with people and above it all; his throne sits very tall on the other side of the room with three steps going up to it.

"You have a couple of big days coming up maus," He guides you through the people to the biggest table you've ever seen and it's filled with fruit, bacon and eggs, bagels, and muffins.

Every breakfast item to exist was on this table it seemed like and your mouth watered.

People respectfully grabbed their desired amount from the table and walked away to go eat wherever they pleased.

"Holy shit-" You gaze down the long table, it could easily fit everyone in this room, which was huge as hell so the table didn't even take up any room or stand in the way.

"And can you belive the amount we have left over with all these growing wolves? tch. Our staff doesn't disappoint that's for sure." Konig says low, watching you admire the room.

He's never been more proud of the work he's done, seeing your lovely reactions to your new home and the way your eyes sparkle.

The vibe your were giving off alone had his heart humming a love tune.

A huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, the large windows above the exit gave perfect view to the sky and the large double doors that exit to the yard were engraved in a glittery metal of two large paws with a sword through them and a ribbon on the front that says chosen.

The marble interior of the ceiling glossed like it was brand new. Everything was so elegantly pretty.

"What happens to the food when no one finishes it?" You ask and grab a strawberry from the table, looking up at him as you bite into it and make your plate, filling it with different fruits.

"I have some men and women deliver it to the soup kitchens around town, there's always people who didn't get enough or was late to the opening. We make sure they get their second chance as well as putting food out for the little animals in the forest." He winks at you and you smile.

The society didn't care about people like that, things got wasted just because it mightve been a degree colder than what they're spoiled mouths were expecting.

"We have a knack for helping people. We as wolves know what it's like to be shunned, a lot of my people came to me confused and didn't understand what changes their body was going through."

"One man was homeless and at the wrong park at the wrong time and got bit. He turned and had no idea what to do but intuition leads them all here. I'm the alpha so naturally they find me, looking for guidance and shelter. Every wolf is chosen for a reason." Konig explains and you grab a muffin to finish off your full plate and follow him throughout the castle, eating your breakfast as he explains what is what.

"Today, my newest turned wolves will be training to hone their skills and primal urges, the basics of being us." He explains as you walk into the yard, full of young boys and girls.

"And today I have to officially make my claim over you in front of my pack." He mentions after a moment of silence and you nod, swallowing the last bite of your muffin.

"What'll we have to do?" You asked and hooked arms with him.

"Well..." He trails off as a group of young boys about your age comes barreling down the path that you two walked outside of the castle.

"Hey! King!" One of the boys stops before him and Konig ruffles his messy brown hair.

"And Queen-" he addresses you and you giggle.

"Please, it's Y/N." You give them your name and Konig smiles down at you.

"Ready for the big ceremony?" The boy asks Konig and then looks at you and you're staring at Konig.

"More than. Run along, now. Get cleaned up for the big night, I don't want you stinking up my wedding." Konig playfully growls and they all run away.

"Wedding? We have to get married?" You ask almost frantically, your heart racing now.

"Not what you're thinking maus, come I'll tell you all about it." He calms you and you two walk around the back of the castle to the spot where he licked you as a wolf this morning.

You walk by the pond, and Konig sits, he holds your waist, pulling you down to sit on his lap in front of the water.

You do so and he wraps both arms around you, you look down at your feet in front of you and smile at the complete adversity of your white heels and his combat boots.

"We're so cute." You say and tap the front of your heels togther and he chuckles.

"That's you my dear." He kissed the side of your head and pulled you back, so youre laying on top of him.

"So this wedding maus, is more about making it official for everyone to see our bond rather than a ring and a piece of paper. Our bond is proof enough for our love, so i don't require an actual marriage like humans; the bond is stronger than a paper certificate. But the ceremony for the pack to see our binding is crucial, Wolves are territorial and if I don't claim you in front of everyone they'll surely try mating you." He explains and you hum in response.

"Mm, sounds interesting. How will you claim me?" You ask and he's rolling you off of him and you're on your back in the grass again.

You felt like this was going to be normal, so you'd make note to wear more durable clothing. He's ruined 2 pairs of panties and your dresses barely made it out in one piece.

"You're going to cum for me as I bite you. That's what the ceremony is, for everyone to see how my power affects you. No mate can deny their alpha." He purrs and your eyes widen.

In front of all of those wolves? Oh God Konig, no way.

"Oh my gosh! I can't do that!" You squeal so loudly birds are flapping away and he laughs.

"Oh darling youll be surprised at what I can make your body do without you having to do a damn thing. That's why the ceremony is in place. It's not as filthy as your mind is thinking dear." His soft tone with you makes your tense body relax and you sigh, trying to be accepting and imaginative.

"You like how I make you drunk, so you call it?" He asks as his fingers trace the bite marks he left on your skin.

"Yea." You nod and his eyes trace over every feature of your lovely face as he speaks.

"Well think of it like that, I can do more." He whispers and you lean up on your elbows, neverminding the rough leaves beneath your skin.

You moves his face back just enough to make room for you and the tips of your noses touch as you stare at each other.

"More?" You ask slightly confused and he nods.

"Remember that little dream you had in the woods?" He asks like he's excited to show you and teach you.

"I do. It was like I was watching myself grow up through your eyes." You say recalling the dream and hold the memory dear, he was always there.

Maybe that's why it felt so right, everything just flowed naturally with him.

"You were. I can visit your dreams, manipulate them- I can manipulate your body as we've seen." He goes on and you watch his hand come down to your breasts.

"I can show you before it happens.. or do you want a surprise like this morning?" He asks and you grin, you felt like a horny, greedy slut when you thought about his wolf playing with you.

But he was right and you liked it.

"Fuck- I think I want a surprise." You say through a smile and he takes your lips happily, practically kissing your face off.

"Mmhp! But don't expose me." You look at him through a fake scowl and he smirks.

"This body is mine and no one shall enjoy your raw beauty like I have. Don't worry maus, you're safe with me." He kisses your forehead and then he's grabbing you up and taking you to the room.

"The ceremony isn't until tonight, so we have plenty of time to play." Konig says as he carries you the balcony steps, he tosses you on the bed and you're giggling.

"You want to play with me?" You tease in an innocent tone as you bring yourself to all fours on the bed, he growls watching you, his eyes calculating your movement before you make it.

"Im going to." He says and watches you crawl to the edge of the bed as you hold his gaze.

"Come get me then." You say above a whisper, hopping off the bed and run as best you can in the high heels, the doors were already open and you scurried down the hall way.

You liked frisky Konig and you were slowly learning what brought that side out of him out, there were many doors in the wide hallway and you opened one; it looked like a office.

You quietly shut the door and quickly sneak into the room, it was joined to another large room by a another big hall way and you went for it.

You didn't care if you got lost, he'd find you and take you back after he's caught you and had his way with you wherever you're found.

You hear the door click open behind you and slap a hand over your mouth to muffle the happy squeal you made.

You tiptoe out of the hallway and into another room, it looked like a waiting room with a TV, a couple couches and another fireplace with a desk next to the door.

You knew he'd find you, your body was shaking with adrenaline and excitement and your breathing was a little loud.

He could smell your arousal and anticipation and followed the trail, he could hear your rapid heart beat from the room he was in and stalked down the hall.

"maus! I can smell you liebling." He taunts as he comes down the hall, it echoing off the empty walls.

You stifle a giggle as you back into the bathroom of the formal room you were in, this house was huge and it seemed like a door was in every room leading to another.

You tried shutting the door as carefully as you could but it swung open, Konig towering in the door way. You let out a loud squeal like laugh; the jump scare shooting through your chest and making you jump and turn around and throw open the door in front of you.

You stumbled into the bedroom giggling, seeing there's no door and he's standing in the way of the only exit.

You run to the other side of the bed, the only thing in his way of you.

"I've caught you now maus, now I get to play with my prize." His devious tone makes you clench your thighs, being with him was so freeing.

There were no restrictions, no shame or lies.

It was all open, gentle and wild; everything you didn't know you were craving until it was your life.

"Come get me handsome." You tease from the other side of the bed and in a blur he's right in front of you, a gust of wind blows your hair a little at his sudden quickness.

"I know you liked this dress meine liebe maus, but if you knew how long it took me to get it on-" He trails off as one of his claws come out to cut the back of your dress and exclaim.

"Konig!" You yell and the dress falls to the floor, one of wide large hands comes to press a finger over your lips as he shushes you; his long fingers covering half of your face and his palm flat against your chin.

"Its okay, I can get that dress a million times Schätzchen." He kisses down your neck before turning you both around so he can walk you backwards towards the bed.

He steps back and admires your legs, your heels still on and your thighs being gripped tightly by the white thigh high's. The bite mark poking out from your inner thigh just below your sweet pussy.

His eyes trail up your stomach, and up to your exposed breasts.

"Mmmmhmm you're so fucking divine." He growls like he's angry and pounces on you, your back hits the bed and both your legs come off the ground and spread around him.

He hurriedly kissed your lips, jaw and neck and then you were on top of him.

"Rub your precious pussy on me maus." He crosses his arms behind his head and gets comfortable on the bed, laying across it so his boots were planted on the floor.

He didn't have to tell you twice, you were so horny and willing for him.

You slowly started grinding your hips, your clit rubbed against his clothed, hard cock, moving your hips in a circle.

Your clit brushed against the cool metal of his zipper and you yelped, it felt good but it was cold so you quickly repositioned yourself.

"Ahh, holding on- I want to hear that again." His soft voice made you lock eyes with him and he was grinning, gripping your hip with one hand and keeping the other right above your ass; guiding you back to that spot that'll have you whining his name out into the silent room, cursing quietly under your breath.

After you were done coating his zipper in your slick cream, he carried you back to the bedroom; letting you sleep before the ceremony.

He got your dress ready, along with his suit.

When it was was time he woke you, feeling proud to get to show everyone his girl.

He had a long, silky gray dress for you, it was tight fitting and stunning. The straps were thing and the neckline plunged just enough for your cleavage.

(Dress 3 in prologue)

He wrapped a diamond choker around your neck, as you looked at yourself in the body mirror.

"How beautiful." He whispers in your ear and hugs you from behind, rubbing his cheek against your head affectionately.

When you get downstairs to his throne room- the main room- everyone is in wolf form and you gasp at the versatility.

Looks like some of the girls dyed their spots pink!

"This is so cool." You say with a wide smile, and hear the wolves approval.

He guides you up the steps to stand with him in front of the throne, he holds your hand pulls you closer to his side.

"Tonight, we are gathered here to witness my claim on my mate, my claim!" He growls the last part loudly and pulls you thightly against him and the wolves whimper in submission.

He takes a step back with you, taking a seat in his throne and you're sitting with him on his left leg.

His eyes catch every single one of the ones staring at him as he runs his left hand down your neck and briefly licks your right shoulder before biting down.

You cry out and he grips your hip, pressing you onto his thigh and your bare clit presses against the top of his muscular thigh through your silk dress.

His teeth sinking into your flesh had you immediately breathing heavily, gripping your dress at your sides.

"Oh fuck-" you gasp and squeeze your eyes shut, that overwhelming feeling of power surges through you and you need to bite and fuck him like you did in the woods; suddenly remembering you had fangs that night.

'Surprise.' His voice repeats in your brain.

"Here-" he says quietly after removing his teeth and offers you his right wrist, you immediately bite in and the tight pull in your gums tells you that your fangs are back.

You grind against his knee again, holding his wrist to your mouth as you suck; blood trickling down your chin and your clit being stimulated has your orgasm zipping through your pussy and you moan around his skin.

"Y/N!" You hear that familiar Russian accent but you're too dazed to react urgently and barely open your eyes to see the elder vampire Alexei, he was wrapped in chains at every limb including his neck with wolves at the end of each, restraining him.

"You plotted against me many years ago, and you tried it again by taking her from me. You're sentenced to death by The Pack Of The Chosen. No one fucks with my girl." Konig announces to the vampire but you're so caught up in Konig you don't give a single shit for the man who was going to force you to marry him, have his babies and drain you of your blood once he's done.

Good riddance. Is all you had to think of it and Alexei's head came of his shoulders when one of the men pulled the chain around his neck.

"As you can see, my mate is of pureblood and she is mine." He states to the room and growls, dismissing them as he tends to you.

The warm burn of blood runs down your throat, and your tummy feels fuller than when you ate breakfast earlier and you remove his wrist in a loud suction noise.

You're panting, tense around his thigh and he puts you to sleep, not allowing you to feel the embarrassment he knew you'd have over losing control like that; but it needed to happen.

Everyone knew you were his now, and the video of Alexei's death along with his body would be sent to the elders; a better revenge than what he had planned years ago.

The next days leading up to Halloween night were spent with Konig sleeping with you in bed, feeding you and bathing you. It was the ultimate princess treatment and tonight everyone would be celebrating the holiday while your family back at the society attended one of those stupid formal initiations.

He explained to you why your power was stored in one eye and he could release it at anytime, but you decided to keep it as it was and let him play with you as were.

You knew the capability you'd hold, you'd be just like him but with him you were completely whole and more powerful than you had ever been.

All those years spent wishing to have your vampirism to fit in was really just a wish to fill the void, Konig came along and fixed all those problems.

He filled that void being he was the reason for it all along.

Saving you from a life full of shitty hell, the man kept his word and no one ever fucking came looking.

You were excited for your life with Konig, he was your knight in shining armor and you were the beauty to his beast.

EPILOUGE

15 years later.

"Daamn kya! You burnt the bathroom door again!" Your son, Kian yells at your daughter. They're twins with fire red hair like yours and calico streaks like their father.

Your family's blood mixed with Konig resulted in fire breathing wolf babies, and they were just like the dragons off of Shrek; even as they got older.

They were 15 now and a large pain in your ass, Konig constantly had to do repairs around the house due to their firey attitudes and wolf claws.

"Kids!" You yell from the couch, sipping your hot chocolate. It was close to Christmas and snow covered the castle grounds and made a pretty winter wonder land, you had perfect view through the floor to ceiling windows from where you sat.

Kian came stomping down the hallway and plopped on the couch next to you.

"You better get your daughter." You laugh.

"You better take your asses to training and there won't be a problem." You sip your cocoa and he reaches for it, you hand him the cup in defeat; knowing he's about to slam it down.

"Ma, I don't have time for that. I'm a busy man." He speaks with chocolate around his top lip and you shake your head with a grin. He looks up, his eyes are mismatched too, one purple and the other red taking after his father.

"Yeah, I'm sure." You say and ruffle his hair as you stand to make another cup, seeing he's about finished it already.

Kya comes down the hall way, her all white eyes glowing, taking after your poisoned one.

"You take too long in the bathroom." She grumbles at her brother and kicks at him as she sits in the chair next to the couch.

"You have your own!" He yells in laughter and she sits up in her chair defensively.

"Yeah but yours has better lighting!" She yells back and and sits back in her seat, baring her canines at him.

"Enough, kya I'll get you the light bulbs your brother has. Kian that'll solve your problem about sharing your space. I don't want to replace another door, next time, you two are going to repair it, measuring the door frame and all." Your mate says as he comes through the front door.

He had his top floor constructed into a homey space for his family, it was no longer full of hallways and empty rooms.

Everyone had their own rooms and bathrooms, the living room was large and had huge floor to ceiling windows in it, filtering sunlight through them all day long.

"Meine maus, how are you this morning?" Konig asks as he comes to stand behind you in the kitchen while you wait for your water to boil.

"Better now that you're back." You turn around to kiss him and wrap him in a loving hug.

He was gone for a day, he was making his rounds to the other packs, offering them shelter for the winter since most of the other wolf packs didn't have a huge home like Konig's.

"Mom! My friend texted, me and Kian are going to see her!" Kya yells and and you and Konig both answer in unison.

"Okay, love you!"

You finished your hot cocoa and Konig followed you to your bedroom, he shut the doors behind him and watched you sit in front of the fire place you requested for him to have put back into the room.

He comes to lay his head in your lap and you run your fingers through his hair as you stare into the fire.

"How come I've barely aged?" You ask him and he chuckles, sitting up to look at your beautiful face.

"Poison." He winks and you smile, his way of words and how he spoke was enough for anyone to get wet; even if he isn't trying to be sexy he just is.

He was a generous man, respected and feared for many years before and many years to come and his family will be right there by his side.

Even Konig had his own fairytale ending after years of vast loneliness; A tale as old as time.

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I AM A WRITER ON A03 AND WATTPAD UNDER "Islanddevil716" and this story is widespread on both of my accounts

Beauty and the beast PT. 1 half one

Your family was rich, filthy ass rich, but the history behind the fact was hidden to you.

Your entire bloodline was mixed with vampires and superhumans, all babies coming out as hybrids; half-human and vampire with special abilities like fire starting, mind mending/reading, dream control and physical shifting.

Everyone was different, the only thing that made them the same was their thirst for blood. Their superhuman counterpart is what made them different and unique.

But you were born human, No blood lust or baby fangs, no extra speed all while still having a beating heart or being able to change someone's mind with a simple whisper of persuasion; compulsion.

You were the one your siblings had to protect with their life all while they picked on you for your humanness.

"Maybe you're just a late bloomer." Your older brother Asher, says, running a hand through his ashy blonde hair and light brown eyes flashing golden at you, mocking the fact that your eyes can't do such a thing. He looks like your mother, same eyes and hair, fair skin, and pink lips, they reminded you of Barbies.

"No, she's human. It's not something that... kicks in like a stupid wolf. You're either born that way or you're not. Why? I dunno. It's unheard of in this generation but not impossible." Your eldest brother, Shane, says as he comes into the kitchen. For some reason the way he said wolf made you flinch.

He was wearing his typical long sleeve, his messy brown hair looking like he took no time to style it after his shower, his big dark brown eyes meet yours you see the pity in them.

"I think it's because all hybrid babies come from the vampire men, our dad is human and gave mom a litter full of children- another thing that's supposed to be a tall tale, so it's fair to theorize that after so many.. moms vampirism just didn't make it to you." Your twin sister, Kiara, pipes in, looking at her book that has all the lore on your kind and then she looks up at you with a teasing smile, adjusting her red septum that matched her blood-red hair.

Despite your father's dark brown hair and eyes and your mother's blonde; somehow you two came out with bright red hair, neon-like with a large white strip on the back of your heads.

"I most likely absorbed it." She says and her brown eyes flash red at you and you huff, shoving yourself away from the counter you sat at, making the chair scrape loudly against the black wooden floor as you got up in a hurry.

It was bullshit honestly, no matter how much sense it made medically it wasn't exactly impossible. But you hated it.

Your sister was stronger and faster, she had a photographic memory and was studying to be a doctor.

Your brother Shane was becoming a lawyer, turning 26 this year.

Asher was the shithead. He was in college at 23 and partied all the time and was making his way to college football; hoping to play for Alabama.

You and your twin were 19, freshly graduated and onto make your way into the world.

They all had abilities to help them in life, you were jealous and who wouldn't be when they rubbed it in your face like they did.

It was so cool just to be able to flash your vampire eyes at someone and you couldn't even do that.

You slammed the bathroom door behind you and locked it, you looked in the mirror at your one dark brown eye and the other a milky white; matching the snow white stripe on the back of your head. Your eye started out as gray but turned to that stunning white after a very strange night you'll soon come to understand.

Your bright red hair was impossible to color. It was the only thing aside from your eye that reminded you of your bloodline.

There was some poison in you, the proof of it was your hair never allowing another color to it; you tried many times to dye it but the vampirism just kept it the color you were born with.

or the white eye burning away every contact you used to hide the mismatched color.

But you kept it a secret all these years because for one they wouldn't believe you.

Your parents were too busy keeping the elder vampires happy, working to keep your place in the community since they wanted you out due to your mortality.

So you felt like the claim would be twisted and believed as a pitiful lie to hold your place among the vampire world.

You had your face pierced in many places, you had a stronger pain tolerance than the regular human and took advantage to make yourself as cool as your siblings.

You had a septum to match your sisters, both nostrils were done as well as your bridge.

You had a cheek dermal and your eyebrow was done and you recently got a labret piercing.

You bared your teeth to see the straight line at the bottom of your top teeth, looking at them like the fangs would grow but they didn't; no matter how long you stared and wished.

Fangs made you think of one particular memory..

When you were little you snuck into the forbidden part of the annual party the vampires held every year to welcome each new hybrid into the family; blessing them with their eternal protection and branding them with the family crest.

You crept down the hall, chills pricking your skin as you heard the small animalistic whines and clatter of chains falling into the puddles of blood.

You looked into the crack of the open door and saw what looked like a metal room, the floor up to the walls and ceiling were steel.

There was a man hooked to a contraption in the middle of the room, it looked like a bar on the ceiling with chains hanging down and they hooked around the mans wrists and he hung there limp.

His head snapped up at you, making you gasp. He had messy black hair with strikes of light brown and black, making it a perfect blend and reminding you of calico.

He had wolf ears and big white, sharp teeth.

His eyes were a mix of red and purple but when he narrowed in on you, they seemed black. He held your stare for what felt like a really long time to your 10 year old mind, he was unmoving and then all at once began thrashing around, making the chains rattle and he growled a deep warning to the figure behind you, but you didn't know that at the time.

You gasped and hands were on your shoulders, pulling you away and scolding you but it sounded miles away as you looked over your shoulder at men going in and out of the room and your head swayed.

Then the loud, ear breaking howl echoed down the hall and you whimpered at the effect it had on your ears and your knees buckled as you felt your vision going black. You were swiped off your feet and woke up in your bed later.

Your head was feeling funny when you sat up and you could barely move or remember the night.

You remembered the face, though and how it was that night that your eye became completely discolored. No one mentioned it, weird things happen in the bodies of the young next generation so it wasn't out of the ordinary.

Those big white fangs were what you thought of when you looked at your teeth, and how you wished you had them.

You felt like an old man who couldn't get it up.

So useless and embarrassing.

All you wanted was to feel like you fit in with your family, you wished the fangs would just pop out and give you something to be proud of.

You sighed and flipped the light off, leaving the bathroom to go outside and get some fresh air, something you often did to clear your head.

It was Friday and tonight would be the annual ball, but there was a baby boom of hybrids this year and a ceremony was to be held on Halloween night for them to be accepted and claimed into the family then.

You never got a branding of the family crest, only the poisoned ones got those.

That's what the society called themselves, among the world they looked like men a part of the masonic lodge or something like that.

Vampirism in 2023 was absolutely hidden, and beauty was everywhere so no one questioned it. Aging wasn't a problem either, there were so many hybrids- aging ones- that their place in civilization wasn't a threat.

Your existence seemed to be a big problem though, your mom practically despised you being that she and your father had to work harder for their place in the society.

And although your siblings protected you, it wasn't hidden that they'd choose their availabilities over you when it came down to it.

And you accepted that, it was so easy to accept everything but yourself not being like them..

You walked outside and stepped off the dark wooden porch. Your family's mansion was a huge a Victorian style mansion with Gothic wooden carvings on the outside.

You were at the back of the house, the side that faced the woods and walked back into the treeline.

There was a beaten up path you and your siblings made over the years, your father built you a tree house to play in since you didn't have cool things to do like run fast like Asher or read minds like Shane.

He gave you a regular childhood the best he could, your mother called him spoiling and coddling you but he called it being a parent.

You climbed up the ladder to the tree house and sat on the dusty floor, looking out the small box window into the woods. You always felt a connection out here, like you belonged to something for once.

You look out into the wet trees, water dripping off of them from the previous storm and you felt the urge to go.

You wanted to run as fast as your vampire legs would let you and feel the water droplets on your cheeks, the wind gusting through your hair at your top speed.

You shivered as the wind blew, reminding you that'll never happen, it was cold and all you left the house with was your slides, pajama pants and a tank top.

You shivered again and sighed, looking around in the boxes you all kept up there for play; hoping to find a jacket or something but you hadn't been up there in a few years.

So everything was ruined and molded.

You gave up and climbed back down the ladder, you did this often.

Wandering around aimlessly like it'll alleviate the emptiness you feel inside, you bounced around the house and the property like a ping pong ball.

It always felt like you were looking for something, searching for someone.

You often thought about the werewolf in the chains from when you were little, when you looked at him you felt the best kind of drunk there was.

When you were old enough, you began drinking to try to match the feeling you got but nothing compared.

You marched back inside and ran up the stairs to your bedroom, you checked the clock and it was time to get ready for the ball.

You felt more anxious than usual, like the need to get your abilities was overwhelming; like they were right there but just out of reach and you knew better. But still, delusion liked to make friends with your overthinking and you were half convinced you were special as well like Asher said, just a late bloomer- a runt.

You dressed in a pretty black dress, more show off than usual but you didn't have superhuman powers to work with.

Just your unique humanness your siblings called it, you grabbed your purse and walked downstairs after getting ready for 3 hours.

Everyone was waiting in the foyer and you heard the growls of your brothers, completely disagreeing with your outfit.

(Seen in prologue dress 1)

"Go fucking change." Shane growls and you roll your eyes.

"Fuck off." You snap and he bares his teeth at you and bow up to him as well, gritting your teeth and baring them at him.

Being human didn't mean you were scared of your bloodline, and you felt the small pang of poison coursing through your veins. Even if all it did was help your features, you wouldn't back down.

"It's not like anyone will be hoping for me, no vampire wants a plain human. A hybrid who can read minds is a better candidate than a human who can't even sit upright without sulking in back pain." You excuse yourself and open the door, not waiting for anyone else's protests.

"Right, let's go children before we're late!" Your mother chides in and dismisses you, as always.

Your father catches up to you and runs a hand over the back of your head, right over the white strip in your hair.

"You're beautiful, my sweet one and I think it's time I tell you about the large white stripe on the back of your head, sorry about that by the way." Your dad comments and shoves his hands in his pockets.

"Why're you sorry?" You snort and dig through your bag as you all walk down the long driveway to the SUV.

Your white eye helped you see in the dark, the poison giving you slight night vision like all vampires have since they're nocturnal creatures.

You pull out a prerolled joint and light it in the night, and your twin coughs- the soon-to-be doctor's way of telling you that's unhealthy.

"Because it's my own blessing." He says cryptically and you take a long drag before looking at him.

"What's that mean?" You ask and your mother smacks his chest, warning him to shut up but he ignores her.

"It means since the society wouldn't mark you, I did. It represents that you belong to the Gracious family. Our last name holds weight in the Poisoned Ones society, always has. That's why you're still alive. Because you're my child and everyone knows what happens when you fuck with a Gracious family member." Your dad says and your jaw drops and so does your joint.

"Shit-" you hiss and squat down quickly to grab it and catch back up to his side.

"Why do I have one? I don't need protection. I'm already marked." Your sister cuts in and links arms with your father on the right side.

"Because you two are my daughters. And like I said. No one fucks with a Gracious." He reiterates and you laugh.

"Well, whatever. Sooner or later, Y/N, they're going to come to you, and you'll have to serve. You're of age now and you'll have to pick up the jobs we've been doing to earn your place in this society as a human." Your mother cuts in and everyone falls quiet.

"I can do that." You say quietly and take another hit of the joint.

"You think you can kill innocent humans who've accidentally figured out our secret to prove your loyalty?" Shane snaps and you look to your left to see him walking next to Asher, who's staring up at him with wide eyes.

"It's not like you could've hid it from me. I'm inside all of your heads, all the time." Shane explains and you clutched the joint like your life depended on it and started hitting it like it'd be your last.

"That's how they work, Y/N. You want to be a human and live with vampires? Then kill any other human who threatens your place with us." Shane adds and opens your car door for you to slide in.

"I didn't know what you were doing for me." You whisper and your father looks back at you apologetically while your mom glares at you through the rearview mirror.

"Yeah well, sorry and a thank you note won't cut it. You'll be serving as early as Halloween." Your mother's tone was plain and void of all care for you.

To her, you were her greatest failure.

To your dad, you were the best thing he ever did aside from mastering his empathic emotions and turning them into manipulation of the mind and heart.

Your dad was able to persuade people's minds through manipulation, using their emotions to his desire.

He often made your mom calm, one of the reasons she loved him.

She was a mean motherfucker, all her kids were and so were you- if you wanted to be.

But overall you were quiet, sweet and reserved unlike your boastful, egotistical siblings.

But when it came down to it, you could make a person rethink their whole life with just a few words.

Your father caught onto that, when you'd get into fights with your siblings or mother you'd say something and they'd go all into hysterics, yelling and wanting to fight you.

He brushed it off as typical family fights but you didn't respond that way to their hurtful words.

It's what told him you were his child. A manipulative sweetheart; just like him.

The drive to the ball was quiet now that everyone's figured out their parents reasonings for being so rich and gone all the time.

Now that burden will lie with you after this week.

"Well shit, clap for me or something." You say to break the silence and no one's joking, you can feel the tension in the air and your father speaks up.

"Listen, we'll talk about it more when we get home. For now, let's enjoy our night out. As a family." Your father changes the course of the situation for a moment and everyone shifts in their seats now, getting comfortable.

"I need a drink." You say and your sister nods her head for once in agreement.

You and your siblings practically fall out of the vehicle trying to escape your mother's heavy energy, you and your sister hang onto eachother and scurry down the candle lit walk way. The building was large and shoved back against the woods with nothing else around except for the vehicles being taken by a valet to who knows where.

Twigs and rocks crack at the bottom of your black platform heels, and you hear your mother snap her fingers at you two.

"Ladies! Act like them. When we enter this party I want nothing but good behavior from my children, understood?" Your mother gives her regular pep talk before any of her family enters the ball, she made sure the family name was held to its highest standards.

You were a classy family to the world- well your siblings were anyways.

Because you were human, you were automatically deemed the fuck up but you didn't give a shit.

But like they say, you were only human.

You and your siblings straightened your backs and held your noses in the air and walk in like the noble family you're seen as.

As they do every year, they stop and marvel at your beautiful family and the young hybrids gawk and squeal over your brothers who could care less because they're towering over you and Kiara while death glaring the boys eyeing you two like they're going to claim you.

Mating season was the worst when the young hybrids fall into sexuality and begin the search for their mate.

Thankfully, your direct bloodline was purebloods, which meant you don't find your mate like a hybrid in a season.

Your family will meet someone by fate but it wasn't until your mother broke that tradition and had hybrid babies along with one human instead of pureblood babies like her elders wished.

It was why she was so mad. In her eyes she failed at carrying on the noble name because of love, but in the society's eyes she was breaking cycles.

Purebloods weren't superior to hybrids.

They were just plain vampires, no superhuman abilities- just rot all day while the world lives in the sun, blood being your only diet, speed and strength the only special abilities besides being forever young.

The society was ecstatic about your mother- Remi- and her decision to break the chain of plain vampire's conditions.

It was all about modernized decisions within the Poisoned One's society.

You and Kiara stood with your brothers by a snack table, people were dancing and mingling as usual.

The elegant room was lit up with candles, one wrong move and the place would be on fire.

Sucks to be me if a fight breaks loose. You thought and snagged a champagne flute from the table and began drinking, your brother's friends came along and took their attention from you and your sister for a moment and Kiara snuck off with her boyfriend; leaving you standing there with your mean ass mother.

"Remi, it's good to see you've been taking care of our star member." One of the elder vampires approaches your mother and you both stiffen, his Russian accent was thick but his voice was so smooth like silk.

"Well, thank you Alexei but I don't understand. She's only human." Your mother's distain was obvious and the tall vampire gave her a flitting humorous chuckle and you looked up into his glowing eyes, they were a ice blue.

All vampires had different colored eyes, the thing that made them cool was that they glowed like pretty little LED lights.

Alexei's made you shiver looking into tthem, he was an elder and one to fear at that, you never knew the mans motive until it was already unfolding.

"Yes well, if you marry her off to a pureblood vampire then she'd have his children- pure ones and you'd live on without any regrets. I know how much your pure name means to you." The mans smooth voice said and your heart sank, the safe feeling immediately left you and your skin felt cold.

Your mother looked over at your now pale face and she had a new glimmer of hope that she's never looked at you with.

"Yes! Of course, how could I have been so unimaginative? That will work out perfectly. You'll be more than accepted if you have a purebloods babies and ill have the purebloodline back!" Your mother gushes and the vampire looked pleased with himself, holding his hands behind his back with a hint of a smirk.

He was a pureblood as well. A 400 year old one.

You never took your eyes off of his as your mother messed with your hair, made sure your outfit was tiptop and your lipstick wasn't smeared.

She was primping you to look your best for any pureblood that may want to claim you.

"And you, my Cyzarine." He says in Russian and your head feels funny suddenly, like it did all that time ago the last time you were here.

"What's that mean?" You ask him quietly and he takes a step towards you, softly guiding your mother out of the way as she watches with glee.

"It means royalty, and you are as royal as they come." He purrs and he takes a strand of your rose colored hair and sniffs it, a small hum coming from him as he does.

Your feet stay planted to the tile and you swallow, that fuzzy warmth washes over you and you gasp when your skin feels like it's burning and you need air. You felt so wrong, bad.

"I-I'm sorry-" You rush out and take a step back.

"I- no I can't be here right now." You finish, your tummy felt so nauseous you thought you were going to puke.

The hunted - The Rigs 🩸

You spun around and dashed for the doors, you threw them open and ran down the candle lit path you took to get there and made a cut through the yard and hurried for the woods.

You've always had an attraction to the forest, ever since you had your first ball here at 10 years old you couldn't stay from the woods too long before they were calling you back.

You'd aimlessly walk around, you didn't know why but you felt comforted and safe; like a walk in the woods was exactly what you needed to feel better.

At any crisis, you'd run for closest treeline.

And here you were again, in the pitch black, in the middle of the damp trees and no one else.

Crickets and frogs chriped in the background as you stopped for a moment to catch your breath, you immediately felt better the second you left the building but you didn't want to be found and the woods were calling to you again today and more so right now.

You leaned up against a tree and placed a hand over your rapidly beating heart, clutching the heart locket you found on your 18th birthday. It was on the ground and looked like someone had just lost it but you felt compelled to keep it. Finders keepers.

You didn't understand why all of this was happening to you.

Humans luck. Had to be. Humans, out of all species had the worst luck known in the galaxies.

Part of the lore your dad made sure he taught you when you were growing up, making sure you understood the disadvantages you'd face in the world compared to your siblings.

Why would Alexei want to marry you? Make you have his children. He was one of the most important vampires of the elders, he's had many human wives to birth his pureblood babies and then drained them of their blood when their children were grown and she was too old to serve him anymore.

That's not a life you wanted for yourself.

You'd rather be a down on your luck human girl in college who only visits home on holidays.

That's the plan you had. But when it came to the elders, no one disobeyed.

"Fuck my life." You sigh and chuck the champagne flute into the dark woods in anger.

Your poisoned eye helped you see in front of you but barely, it looked like something was moving in the distance.

"Hey!" You yelled, thinking your mom mightve sent one of your siblings to find you. You push off the tree and take a couple steps before feeling the warm gush between your legs.

You reached down and felt the blood on your thigh, confirming that you started your period.

"Goddamn it-" you hiss and go to turn around to exit the forrest and you bump right into a hard chest, so hard you stumbled back and your heel caught on a branch and you fell on your ass.

"There you are, meine kleine maus." A very deep, growly voice comes from the large figure.

Deep red eyes with neon purple in them look down at you and your head feels that drunk feeling again and your shoulders automatically relax unintentionally with the hazy sensation.

You figured it was one of the vampires coming to get you, alot of them spoke a different language and had accents like Alexei so it made sense.

Konig stared down at you, leaned back on your hands with your legs extended and slightly bent in front of you, he inhaled deeply, smelling your blood and his mouth salivated at the scent.

You looked up at him through your long mascara lashes, your mismatched eyes wide.

He smirked at your choice in attire, perfect for tonight, the night you'll be saying your vows through a blood bond with him.

He's waited so long for this moment and it's more delicious than he could've ever imagined. Finally, you'll be in his grasp.

He'd save you from the hell you've been living and the one you think you're fated to.

"Looks like you have a lot of problems maus, ones I can fix." The deep voice speaks again and he squats down next to you.

Your eyes focus on him, it was the man from the chains, the werewolf that was held captive here all that time ago but he was in human form.

You remember your father keeping you and your siblings inside when news went around of his escape.

He killed everyone at the house and tore out from the building, leaving a huge hole in the wall from where he jumped through it.

He was the alpha werewolf, Konig, and he was dangerously sexy.

Your body couldn't react to fear, only the numbing sensation of your lips and how your head swam in a tipsy haze.

You couldn't speak, you had so many questions about so many things it made you feel like they all had something to do with him.

"What? What are you doing here?" You ask and he leans forward, his claw coming out brush a red strand of hair from your face and it scratches your cheek but you don't flinch.

"I've come to claim what's mine." His inhumanly deep voice speaks and your eyes finally look directly into his.

They're dark, all black like last time and you gasp.

He lurches forward and your back is on the ground in a second but you don't feel the impact, he leans his weight on the hand next to your head and his other comes to mess with the locket around your neck.

"You haven't taken this off since I gave it to you. Sweet girl, already proving your loyalty to me." He murmurs as he studies you up close for once, you knew this about werewolves.

They'd hunt their prey, stalk them and pounce at the perfect moment.

Then they examine the prize they've worked for so long to get, admirning the way their food breathes and twitches with terror. But you weren't food to him, you were his mate, and he was going to be your everything.

"Gave it to me? I found it on the ground." You clarify, softly confused and a sadistic chuckles leaves him and you lick your lips.

"I left it for you to find." He states and your confusion continues, a large hand comes to cup your cheek but it's so big it covers the side of your face and your hands come up to wrap around his wrist incase he decides to choke you.

You knew you didn't have a chance at survival if he strikes a fight, but you'd go down trying.

"Sshh, no im not going to hurt you maus. I'm going to help you." He coos and his hand runs down to your exposed chest from the open neckline of your dress, your thighs tighten and you remember your initial reasoning for trying to leave and feel embarrassed.

You knew he can smell it along with your sudden arousal, his touch made your body respond so kindly to him despite him supposing to be the enemy.

"I have to go." You say with the drunken slur his power makes you have.

You didn't know his other abilities, all you knew is that he was an alpha werewolf and you were of a pureblood family who's royalty and currently on her period.

You needed to leave.

"Aht, it's okay maus. I know." He pushes your shoulder back down and you comply, making him tilt his head.

"I- need to-" you nervously trail off as you look into the woods, your head turned to the left with his humongous body on top of yours.

Your limbs felt heavier and your ears drowned out any sound that wasn't your pulse and suddenly all you could think about in your seemingly drunken state was his eyes and his voice.

Your eyes got heavy and then closed, but you could still feel everything under your body like how the damp soil made the back of your head wet along with the rest of your backside.

Your thighs were pressed tightly together as he straddles your legs and you could feel the blood pooling underneath you and seeping into the ground.

His hand on your skin felt like the answer to all your problems and your arms laid above your head.

"No you don't. I want them to see it, to smell the last place you'll ever be here on Poisoned property." He snarls and your mind went into the familiar darkness you fell into once before when you saw him.

Konig feels satisfied, for once in his life he feels like he's won something.

He's had everything planned from the start, before you were born you were his.

He knew when he heard of Remi Gracious, a pureblood vampire being pregnant with a super humans child, that he'd have his chance.

He personally congratulated Remi, placing a hand on her stomach and marking you; hence the red hair. Your sister was with you so she got it too but she wasn't what he was after; he felt the human fetus inside her when he touched your mother's belly.

Konig had a particular taste in mates. He liked the pureblood humans, their blood was sweet like syrup and only one of them had been born in his entire existence, and your vampire society killed her.

He'd get his revenge though and it got a hell of a lot sweeter when he knew it'd be a Gracious he'd get to take since their name was widely known.

Eye for an eye sorta thing until you wandered into the room he'd been tied up in.

He hung there from the chains in an all steel room, bleeding and starving. He was on the brink of death when a little red haired girl with a big brown eye and a gray one to go with it came to the door, looking completely shocked and in awe.

He allowed himself to get captured to get to you, he was going to steal you and leave your mangled child corpse in the front lawn of the elders, Alexei specifically since he's the one who killed his beloved, his mate, his world.

But they were prepared when he came, locked him in a room he'd never escape out of and he almost didn't if it weren't for your snooping.

When his prey came to him and looked at him in awe, he imprinted at the same time took what little vampirism you had and stored it all in one eye; making it white.

He needed a way to find you when he got out, he wouldn't want you growing into those powers you had dormant and using them against him, but he should've thought about that decision.

He didn't even imprint on his late love.

He felt like it was pointless since he loved her, it'd be enough.

But this, oh God this was torture.

When Alexei came and grabbed you, he went ballistic and thrashed in the chains.

No way was he going to lose to that shit stain again.

He viciously howled, the howl a alpha makes when his mate has disobeyed him and he shuts her down, overwhelming her with his power and making her sleep.

He shut you down when Alexei grabbed you, he knew Alexei had the same type in mates and would surely try to take you when you were old enough to bare children.

It's what he did before he drained Konig's last love of her blood, except he didn't let her live to term. He gave her a baby, then killed her all over his primal desire to have what he couldn't.

Now it was happening all over again, and Alexei tried making his claim on you tonight but Konig heard it all as he stood in the woods, waiting and watching like always.

He was the reason for you feeling like you were gonna puke when Alexei spoke to you, he was using his manipulation technique on you and compelling you right into his arms.

he's the reason you've always felt drawn to the wilderness.

He's the reason you're not fast and strong and don't crave blood as much as cake like a regular hybrid.

You just thought you controlled your life and actions, you had no idea you were a little puppet on a string, his string.

He looked down at your sleepy body, all done up and cute laying against the wet dirt with his birthday gift on; bleeding for him.

He watched you all these years, from the woods he'd sit in a tree and watch you play alone while your siblings basked in their agility.

Or curl up on the ground in wolf form and listen to you talk mindlessly in the woods like someone was listening, little did you know someone was, he always was.

He'd fall asleep in his burrow while you sang and hummed in the tree house, all his time was spent watching you from the woods when he wasn't being an alpha or feeding.

He had many burrows around your property, every place you spent the most time at he had one, including a special spot right outside your bedroom window since it was the room closest to the treeline.

He was protecting you, watching over you. It helped him too, he was finding himself feeling less lonely around you and he kept you coming back; using his powers to draw you near.

You were imprinted on, you couldn't fight it even if you wanted to.

But you didn't know and you never saw him so everything was a question as in to why you'd wander around outside for hours alone.

As you grew, things got more complicated for him to stay away, you were filling out and getting new piercings and becoming confident.

He allowed you to at least have a pain tolerance and night vision, your healing wasn't as fast vampires or wolves but it wasn't as slow as humans either.

Your new found attitude and spunk turned him on, he enjoyed the way you thought you were human but still had vampiristic mannerisms.

Like bearing your teeth at your siblings or quietly hissing at any inconvenience.

He also enjoyed the way you began to flaunt your beauty, you reminded him of a rose.

So beautiful, bright red with deadly thorns.

Konig new your capabilities if you were to ever awaken as a pureblood.

You'd be like him, he had all the access to every capability vampires and super humans had.

Along with his wolf.

He was the ultimate hybrid, the first hybrid and every species feared him.

He could read minds, manipulate energy and emotions; he had it all.

Every hybrid after him is a descendant from him in a way since he's the original.

You were the beginning of an original, that's why he took your powers.

You had it all, unlike your society which only had one power to work with.

Only he could teach you, help you, protect and love you the way you deserve.

He licked the side of your face where he cut your cheek and tasted your blood and growled; bringing you to.

"Maus-" He says softly and you blink up at him, you had a little dream and he was in it. It was like a montage of his life, and then you were in it but it was from his point of view.

You watched yourself grow up through his eyes, and it put into perspective how much time you really spent in those woods.

Each one you were coming to him it looked like, but you never recall seeing him.

"You've always been around, it was you I was coming to." You whisper, but that was the only half you knew. The realization was bitter sweet for you, knowing he's been the one.

Konig leans in closer to your face, both hands on the soil next to your head.

"Why?" You ask, he didn't let you see those memories but you felt a certain softness for him. You were thankful to have had a friend all these years, even if you didn't get to see him.

"You've always been mine." He says and you reach for him, wanting to show your appreciation and you hug him; your back lifting off the ground a little as you did.

"Thank you, Konig." You whisper and kiss his cheek, he practically purrs at the affection and nuzzles into your hair; inhaling your intoxicating scent.

"I'm going to claim you now, I've been waiting for this and so have you." Konig whispers and your body trembles with that feeling of needing something, like you're on the brink of something powerful.

"Is that why I feel like this? I need someth-" His actions cut your words off when he's pinning you back down.

"You need me." He purrs, his left hand is wrapping around your upper thigh, feeling like relief and torture all at once.

His other hand comes up to move the strap of your dress down to expose one of your breasts and you whimper when he licks it, your nipples hardening.

He opens your legs and you gasp but don't dare deny him, it felt too good already and your body felt heavy with alcohol, still not understanding its him effecting you like this.

He props your right leg up on his hip and glides his hand up your inner thigh and his thumb caresses your bloody skin right above the thigh high's you had on, you exhale a nervous breath and he slips his right hand under your neck; holding your head up for him.

"You smell so sweet." Konig growls and uses a claw to cut your thong from your hips.

"You are my precious kleine maus, mine to protect, teach and admire. You will obey me and I will never leave you." Konig says his vows and then licks your blood off his thumb and pricks his skin with his fang, making him bleed.

"You bleed for me, I bleed for you- say it." Konig speaks and the words vibrate with his deep growly tone.

"You bleed for me, I bleed for you." You repeat his words and he's shoving his thumb in your mouth, you go to protest that you don't drink blood but his force didn't allow that and neither did the taste.

It was warm and coated your insides on the way down, your whole body felt better, like it's been craving this and your hands wrap around his wrist and you suck his blood uncontrollably.

"Thats it, drink me up and I'll make you feel even better. Maus, I'll give you everything your body has craved from me." He speaks to you in your dazed state and lays your head back down gently.

The soft spot he had for you was seeping through, he didn't want to scare you away or make you feel less than what he felt for you. It's been known Konig doesn't have a tender side, he's viciously feral and absolutely feared by many in the society.

But he couldn't possibly forget what it's like catering to a woman's body, praising her like she's his lifeline.

"I'm sorry I kept you waiting for so long, deprivation can do a number of things to the human body." He examines you, really amused by how your eyes roll as you drink from him. He wanted to see you in blood lust, cumming on his cock and solidifying your fate with him.

He rubs two fingers over your clit, coaxing more of a reaction out of you and your fangs sink into him and you bite the side of his hand now. Blood pours all down your cheeks and neck, making a bigger mess of what already was.

"There you go, now enjoy. Beautiful girl." He leans down to kiss your forehead and pushes two fingers inside you, getting you ready for his size.

You moan around his hand and pull back for air but he takes your bloody lips in a soft kiss, the sweetness overrides the once metallic taste blood gave you.

Now its all you wanted, his blood, him and it didn't matter that he was the alpha wolf. The feared enemy.

He sure as fuck wasn't scary right now.

And it felt right, he said he can help you with your problems. Maybe he could save you from Alexei's horrible plans and your mothers hatred.

"Calm your racing mind, Y/N. I'll do anything you ask, I only need one thing from you." He whispers against your lips, hearing all too well what your mind is doing and your walls throb around his fingers.

"Anything." You whimper and he growls through his nose, you feel the warm air on your face and feel pleased for some reason. You meant it though, this feeling couldn't compare to anything else in the world. The empty feeling you had while you wandered woods was being filled, this is what you were searching for - connection with him.

"Be my mate, all mine, my pretty rose." He gives you a chance at choice, just to see if you'd say what he read on your mind.

He knew you'd never be able to deny him, your mind probably could but it'd be more confused and focused on why your body reacted differently; fondly.

But your body craved it like you craved his blood, to be his. You wanted something different, and he was that and more.

"Yes, take me away from here. I'll go anywhere with you." Your accepting tone had his primal urges taking over and he grabbed the back of your neck with his right hand and grabbed your wrist with his other and you were on top of him in a blur, your legs on thighs so you wouldn't hurt your knees on the ground.

He already had his cock out and your clit brushed against his pierced shaft and you shivered and grabbed onto his shoulders.

He rose your hips so his tip rubs against your entrance and he's pushing you down, you make it half way before you're shouting.

"Ah! Big- you're too big for me." You whine and he grabs your face and he's baring his teeth at you and your heart races, he needed this done now. Once he's fully inside there's no turning back and the thought of you changing your mind made him want to snap his teeth at you but he remembered; you're his kleine maus. He wouldn't want to hurt or scare you, he was here to make you feel good.

"Relax darling." His head falls back and he shuts his eyes, regaining his composure and you bunch his shirt in your hand.

"Im sorry." You apologize, immediately feeling guilty to disappoint him and you hang your head but he takes you in a kiss and devours yours lips and his fangs prick your bottom lip and he sucks a little before letting go.

"Dont apologize for my impatient demeanor, you're such a good girl for me, maus." His praise makes you squirm over his length. He was wide, stretching your sensitive walls over him.

Your cervix felt full and bruised already and you let out a little whine, he let you sit on him and get used to it for as long as he could before he needs to feel you fuck him, mark you with his scent and claim you.

He thrusts inside you slowly, adding another inch each time you go back down; your whines grow louder with each thrust and you hang onto his shoulders for support.

"You'll get used to it, shh." He talks you through it while moving you up and down on him and your cries filter through the dark, chilly, woods and your nails dig into his shoulders, drawing blood.

You hiss when he bites your shoulder and then licks it clean, marking you as his, he lets go of your hips to tug your other strap down to expose both of your breasts to him and he sucks one into his mouth.

It all felt so good, your body in his large, devious hands, his tender tone and sweet praises. You'd give him your all.

You arch your back, shoving your breasts into his face and his arms come around to press against your back, furthering you into him and he bites the inside of your boob and you cry out again. Your hands that were flat against his upper chest dig into his shirt; balling your hands into fists with it in your clutch.

All at once you felt a gush of wind and your back was against a tree and you groaned.

"You're so delicious, I can hardly hold back. Forgive me maus." He says tenderly despite his large cock slamming into you, scraping your back against the tree.

"I don't care, take me." Your shaky voice demands and he does just that.

Your head bobs around as he fuck you onto his all of his length, your high pitched moans died down to hoarse and breathless pants as he wore you down.

A large hand came around your throat but not taking away your air, you hang onto him as your legs dangle around his waist.

You feel the balls of his piercings rubbing every pleasurable spot inside you like this, he was growling and you heard the tree crack beside your head as he dug his claws into it.

He snarled as he looked down, his pierced dick coated in your blood made him feral, the way your tits bounced with his thrusts and your thigh high's slipping down your legs.

"I have to protect you, sweet little mouse, even from me." He strains and you bring your arms around his neck, you looked like a sloth hanging on a branch with you positioned like this.

He wrapped a strong arm around your back and held your waist with his other and moved you slowly, you rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes; letting him take you away.

Your bodies were as close as they could be and your wet clit grinded against him each time he was deep inside you.

You moaned into him before you lifted your head to kiss his jaw and he bowed his head to look into your eyes.

"You're so special to me, Y/N." He whispers as you two look at eachother, lost in the bliss of the finalization of your connection. But for him this was just the first step into claiming you.

"Now I need you to be my sweet girl and cum for me." His careful tone with you had you completely enamored and you kissed him again and it felt freakier than the one before, his tongue invading your mouth and asserting his dominance.

He unwrapped his hand from your torso as he kissed you and propped you back against the tree, he ran his thumb up your clit and matched his thrusts.

One of your hands came down to support yourself on the tree and your right one clutched his upper arm.

"Close- It's close! Please, fuck-" You babble, your loud whimpers making it sound like you're crying.

He made you feel so good and it was the best orgasm you ever had- you never had a boyfriend; it felt wrong so you always did it yourself but it felt like something was missing each time.

Now you know: Konig's cock.

He waited until your tense body relaxed and pulled you off of him when your eyes fully opened.

You two were a bloody, dirty mess and he fucking loved it. He didn't want to stop but the smell of blood will inevitably bring someone out here and today isn't the day for a fight.

He had a mate to play with, and a few more ways to make you his so he needed you out of here.

"Konig?" You ask quietly as your eyes are glued to the tops of your platforms.

You were too caught up in feeling good rather than worry about the mess you were making on him, unaware of the blood all over your face too.

He lifted your chin to look up at him and gave your nose a kiss, then pulled his shirt off and started to wrap it around you.

"I'm going to take us home, and don't you worry. I have everything you'll need, I'm going to take care of you now and you won't have to worry about earning your place. You've had that." Konig comforts you again and you nod, tears fill your eyes and you sniff.

You reach out and kiss his bare chest before he sweeps you off of your feet.

"We're leaving now, it's okay. Sleep." He kisses your head and that delightful darkness takes you and you're limp in his arms.

He carries you back to his pack, the front of their territory looked like a graveyard; the whole front blocked off by a iron gate with many head stones behind it.

Passing by it looks like a cemetery surrounded by trees. Perfect cover.

The person on watch opens the gate for Konig and he walks down the long paved path that leads into the woods.

The loud clang of the gate closing made you stir a bit but you didn't wake fully.

The cool, misty air made your skin damp, further ruining your makeup and hair.

You definitely looked like you were caught by a wolf.

Konig reached the treeline, a little patch of woods to get through before he approached his home, Wolves were everywhere; some in human form and others running around completely furry.

The place looked like a castle with gray stone, the large moon casted a perfect glow over it and made the stone sparkle.

The white lights inside filtered out of the windows and lit the whole entire front yard up. He stepped up the 10 wide stairs and into the large doors that opened up to the wide foyer.

People whispered and gossiped now, parting a path in the crowd for him to walk to his throne.

Young wolves growled at the scent of your blood and he heard their thoughts and he let out a knarly roar that had them cowering.

He looked down at you; afraid he mightve startled you but you were staring up at him, your cheek against his chest with no sign of fear. Your eyes searched his for safety and he clutched you tighter.

He went up the 3 steps to his spot and sat down in his throne and made you sit on his knee, people were in shock and awe.

Their alpha had never been seen with a woman before, let alone a beautiful pureblood.

"I want you all to take a good look at this fine woman, my mate, mine. You will respect her and do as she wishes, I don't care what it is. If any of you so shall disrespect my love, ill tear your throats out and hang you out to dry as a symbol of the consequences of forewarned actions." Konig announces to his pack and you feel a bit shy up there with all of these wolf eyes on you.

The whole room in front of his throne was filled with wolves, well most were in human form but still. You gripped his jeans and looked at him nervously.

"It's okay maus." He stands with you and wraps an arm around your front and pulls you into him.

"Now, I'm off to my chambers. Don't interfere unless there's a personal threat to our lively hood." Konig orders his people and you're off your feet again.

He carries you down the long hall and up the many stairs before he reaches the top floor that he has all to himself.

He walked you down the dark hall, the walls were a dark lush gray and the tile was a dark, shiny brown.

Candles were hung along the walls and softly lit the walk way, it smelled like rain and sage as he opened the double doors to his room and he set you on your feet.

Your heels tapped against the tile as you stabled your footing, he shut the doors behind him and they closed loudly; echoing down the empty hall.

You looked around the room to the extra large bed in the middle of the spacious room, a fire place- already lit is to the left of you with a big white fuzzy gray carpet in front of it.

You look to the right and a long black dresser stands against the wall with a TV to match its length mounted above it.

He walked passed you straight towards another opening and clicked on the light, he turned towards you; looking at you so elegantly standing there with your arms behind your back and blood all over your thighs and soaked into your thigh length nylons.

"Come here maus." He orders gently, holding a hand out for you.

You do so immediately, your body moving before your mind even registered him speaking.

You stepped carefully, painfully aware of your missing thong and the bruised feeling he left in your pussy.

"I like to see you like this. So beautifully filthy." He murmurs as you step into him, you look up at him so your neck is fully arched back and admire him up close now that you're in the light.

His skin was tan, sun-kissed. His calico hair was messy and he had blood around his perfectly shaped lips; his sharp teeth poking out so slightly against his bottom lip.

He had a large claw mark from his hair line all the way down the left side of his face, coming through his eye brow and over his eye, it got thicker across his cheek and ended with a fine point to bottom of his lip.

Now you wanted him fully naked so you could see the rest better, your one eye didn't help in the dark much.

His compliment made you feel giddy inside even though being dirty was normal to them, and because of that you werent expecting the big, fancy castle.

It was exceptionally clean as well, it smelled like nature and incense inside and even the floors shined.

There wasn't a trace of dust anywhere, it made you even more comfortable. You were imagining little mud huts or something or a cave.

"That's prejudice maus." Konig speaks up, amused at your impression of his pack home and other things going through your mind.

"Hm? What is?" You asked confused, not having caught onto the fact that he can hear your thoughts.

"We may be wolves, but we do take pride in cleansing our space. We do still have humanly duties in the world, I'm sure people wouldn't understand us coming to work covered in dirt and blood." He spoke and his eyes watched you, he had that tone that older elegant men speak with and it turned you on.

He had that deep voice that sounded like a growl each time he spoke too, so his words immediately come out as intimidating and nothing is sexier than a large, scary man speaking to a girl with a certain calmness that makes her pussy flood with arousal and that German accent was the cherry on top.

And then you realize- he hears your thoughts.

"Oh. I didn't mean-" you go to explain yourself but his eyes snap up at you as he kneels in front of you; giving you a humorous glance.

"It's okay maus, I'm just fucking with you." He says nonchalantly and you smile down at him, he smirks back; showing his canines as he unclasps your heels.

He holds your ankle and pulls the shoe off, allowing you to stand and does the same for the other foot.

He pulls your thigh highs down before he removes the shirt from your waist. He shoves your dress up and over your hips: exposing your naked body underneath.

You went to shove the dress back down, in the dark was one thing- being able to see all the blood now would be too much but his night vision gave him a perfect view earlier and he growled at your hand, you snatch it away unable to fight the command he has over you now.

You're marked with his claim and imprinted on, your body was going to do whatever the fuck he desired.

"But-"

"Nothing, there's not a thing you should hide from me maus. After what we've already done, your shyness is not acceptable. I will see you in every single way you exist, and I'll enjoy all of them as I've already done." His authoritative tone made you whimper and he gripped your thick thighs; running his hand up them and shoving the dress back up.

Your nipples hardening with the chills his touch brought made you hiss, he stands to pull your dress over your head and you lift your arms for him.

He looked down and grins when he sees the red bite mark on your boob, his claw marks on your hips and the bite on your shoulder.

"You're such a rare beauty, one I'll cherish and protect forever." He purrs as he picks a few sticks and leaves from your hair.

"I want you." You say and swipe his hand away and go to reach for him and he takes a step back to lean against the counter; giving you control as he relaxes and watches what you'll do.

And right now that felt like everything, all at once all your mind could think about was all the positions you'd be able to take him in while he spreads you wide open.

You wanted to suck and fuck him until your body decided it couldn't anymore.

Until the bed breaks? No you didn't want to stop, until the world ended for all you gave a fuck.

You just needed Konig's dick, you felt feral.

He knew it'd happen, it's not uncommon for purebloods who've just lost their virginity. That's why he was trying to get you in here for a shower, that was only for your comfort.

But he was a 500 year old alpha werewolf, and he craved your sweet fucking blood so he didn't give a fuck; yes they took pride in their cleanliness but that didn't mean they didn't like to get down and dirty like the wolves they are.

He'd have you in the woods many times, something about imagining you sprawled out on the dirt with leaves and debris in your hair while you cried his name as he fucked you so good it felt forbidden; it made him just as needy to see you in every way as well.

So he leaned right back and was going to let you do whatever the hell your poor racing mind could settle on.

"You're doing something to me, I can feel it." You say accusatory as you step back into him and he chuckles. You grip the him of his blood stained jeans with both hands and stand on your tippy toes to whisper against his lips; looking into his red and purple eyes.

"And I like it." You lick the bottom of his scarred lip and he gives a satisfied growl and his cock grows harder at the images you're thinking of- all containing him on top of your sleepy body.

"I want you to do more and make me feel drunk again while you do. It felt so fucking good." You say to him, that drunk feeling you chased for all those years after your night of snooping was finally in your grasp.

You needed another taste, it was more than feeling drunk- it was all Konigs power and it felt incredible. It felt like he was inside you- aside from his cock- it felt like the very essence of him swirled within your being and gave you the satisfaction of needing to be closer.

You ever felt so fucking infatuated and in need of someone that sex wasn't close enough, kissing or cuddling wasn't doing it; you needed to literally be inside of them. That's what you felt for him and when he'd subdue you like that, it cured you of that needy sensation.

"Mmm, I'd expect nothing less from my maus." He's looking at you with all the pride in the world, this was the greatest night of his life. That's saying a lot since he's lived alot of it.

"But first, let's get you more comfortable." He says softly and guides you to the shower and you smile, your everything was his top priority and he'd want nothing more than for you to be comfortable before he makes love to you until your body falls into a deep sleep.

You'd wake up fussy if you still have sticks in your hair and dirt on your elbows.

"You're really putting the wolf cliche to shame." You giggle, referring to his caring demeanor and step under the water he set just right for you while he left the shower door open and leaned on the wall next to the shower, enjoying watching you bathe.

"Well, let's see how you feel about that in a couple days hm?" He humors you, but he wasn't joking. He had plans for you, he'd show you things your mind couldn't dare come up with all these years pleasuring yourself.

And he knew most of the things you thought about, long before you knew he was watching; he cherished a scene your mind played out one night.

You were in bed and dreaming, you dreamt the man in chains found you and broke into your bedroom window, dragged you through the woods then fucked you.

You had another where he was tied down to a chair in thick chains and you found him but instead of releasing him you sat your bare pussy on his thigh and grinded your wet juices all over him until completion and walked out; but he broke free and chased you through the woods again and punishment fucked you.

"I know your little fantasies, and you'll get just that and more. Think that slight pain tolerance can handle it?" He taunts as you wash your hair, he already had your favorite shampoo in here along with everything else you favored for your hygiene and vanity.

You smiled with your eyes closed as you rinsed your hair.

"I'll take it either way." You finish rinsing your hair and open your eyes to see him naked in front of you.

You lick your lips as your eyes take in the pierced cock he was fucking you with earlier and your eyes widen a bit.

Holy fuck it was hot as hell, a prince albert piercing with a regular bar decorated the tip of his wide cock, your gaze trailed down his shaft- a Jacob's ladder.

Goddamn this man was beautiful.

"You like my accessories maus?" He raises a brow at you and steps into the shower so you're pressed between him and the bathtub tile.

"Yea." You say weakly and lick the water from your lips, blinking up at him through clumped lashes from your makeup.

You reached down and took him in your hand, feeling the metal on your skin you run your thumb over the head of his pierced tip and he moans.

You continue to do that in a circular motion, you read somewhere that the piercing stimulates the tip more pleasurably because of the constant glide of the piercing and you were curious.

Looks like your findings were true because he leaned over you, placing his hands on the wall above your head; breathing heavily.

Water ran off his face and hair, dripping off the ends of his hair in little droplets onto your face.

He's breathing through his nose and looking down at you, your jaw was slightly open at the sight.

You wanted to see him come undone, he held back in the woods- he said he was.

You wanted to coax that wolf out.

He leans down and growls in your face.

"Be careful maus." He warns, so you stroke him- down, up and run your thumb over the tip each time you reach it.

You used your other hand to grab his hip and pull him into you so his tip rubbed against your clit as you stood and you moaned a little loud when the skin and metal pressed into you.

"You like that kleine maus?" He asks in that sultry tone that makes you weak in the knees.

"Yes, keep going." You say needing more and he grabs his cock and rubs his pierced tip on your clit and then thrusts between your thighs; watching himself disappear between your edible thighs.

"You ready to go to the clouds darling?" He leans down and kisses your neck and you wrap around him.

"Take me." You whisper and he grabs you up, turns the water off and you're on the bed in a fast motion.

The room was lit in a low orange glow from the fireplace, the bed in the middle of the room took up most of the low light.

The smell of burning wood and your latest shower wafted around you along with his sage and incense smell.

He even had a fan in here, knowing you liked to sleep with the sound of one.

The low rumble of the tall fan and crackle of the fireplace was all you heard and when he spoke it was enough to lull you into a tranced sleep.

Your back laid in the black silky sheets and you spread your legs for him.

"You like when I make you obey me?" He asks as he crawls on the bed to you.

"That's what it is, y'know. When an alphas mate disobeys, he can subdue her with his power. Pretty much make her consciously unconscious. And you like it." He growls and pounces on you, making you giggle and bite your lip.

"I like everything you do to me." You press your chest up into him and he holds you down with his body, but careful not to hurt you.

"You're my good girl." He kisses you slowly, letting his power creep into your mind and body and you drift into it a lot slower this time.

It starts with your lips numbing, unable to speak anything coherent.

He trails down your wet, naked body and noticed your chill bumps and brings the blanket over you both.

"You'll be warm in no time." He mumbles as he trails back down your stomach to your sweet pussy, you spread your legs for him further and he nips at your inner thigh.

You feel his claws dig into your thigh and holds your leg open, using his other hand to tease your entrance.

"Fucking perfect how your body reacts to my touch-" he hums when you rock your hips to fuck the tips of his fingers.

"Such a greedy little pussy, all for me." He's wallowing in your presence, how you need him and are so obedient and precious.

He was more than happy to have you at last, and to know he'd have you forever made him calm and able to take his time; gently with you.

You whine when you feel the need for more, to have his fat tip rub right against your gspot.

He plunges both fingers in while his thumb rubs your clit as he does and you moan out and grab the back of his head.

His face was so close to your pussy, you couldn't help it and pressed his face in between your thighs.

He smirks against your skin before he replaces his thumb with his tongue.

"Hold your pussy open for me, Leibling, so I can suck right on that clit." His direct orders make you eager and you use both of your hands to spread your lips open, completely exposing your cunt to him.

"So delicious." He murmurs and closes his lips around your exposed clit and your back comes off the bed, it was like a painfully pleasurable lightening strike and your body couldn't control it.

"Oh- fuck! Yeah-" Your whimpers fill the room, you're sat up watching him between your open legs, sucking and fingering your spread pussy.

Your head feels heavy and your eyes are a bit glossed over as you watch, sleepy like mewls escaping you with each thrust.

He turns his fingers inside you and curls them, getting right up against your gspot making you cum instantly and your walls squeeze his fingers and your clit throbs beneath his lips.

You yell out his name and fall back onto the bed, panting and feeling your heart thump in your chest while your body softly trembles.

He wraps his hands around your thighs and pulls you to him, holding your legs open so he can position himself along your opening.

"I need you, fast and hard." You whine, reaching for him and he bares his teeth.

He'll break you and this bed with how he wants you bobbing on his thick cock, mumbling mindless shit with how hard he's pounded you while softly rubbing your clit to overstimulation. He was being patient for you.

"I'll hurt you maus." He warns you, rubbing his cock on your bloody slit.

"Make me remember our claim, bite me and fuck me hard. Leave your scratches on my skin, I want all of you please." You beg and he's slamming into you, making you shout and clamp down around him.

He puts you under and watches your head lull around with his fast pace, your thighs fall all the way open with you unable to hold them around his waist anymore.

You're in the clouds like he promised all while still being able to feel every delightful thing he does to your body.

He grabs your ribs, pulling you up and holding you like a doll to impale you on his thick, veiny, pierced cock.

It takes your breath away and your insides feel searing hot, tears form in the corners of your eyes and your head falls back, bouncing with his thrusts.

The tears run down your face and you struggle to open your heavy eyes.

Just one look before your senseless again.

He grabs your chin and kisses the corner of your mouth and guides your head down.

"This what you want to see liebe maus? Your tight cunt gripping me like a vice-" he slows his pace, sliding out to the tip and then gliding back in your slick walls so you get what you opened your eyes for.

You try to move, using your thighs on his for support to ride him and he nods.

"Good maus, so verdammt gut. Fuck yourself onto me, yea-" His praises had you spiraling down with him, he dragged his nails down your sides and you whimpered at the ticklish sting.

You feel his lips sucking on your neck, and he's biting you again- harder this time, you scream and blood trickles down your skin and he slurps it up.

"Sweet maus, bitte, I'm almost-" An animalistic whimper leaves him and your cumming on him, bouncing and taking all his size the best you can; sobbing with nonsense leaving your mouth in your favorite drunken state he gifts you with.

You fell asleep after you came twice more around him, your body was barely visible under the large blanket and his huge body cuddling you.

You didn't even think about your family, you'd miss your dad but they all chose their path and being capable was cooler then being there for you when it really counted.

And there was no way you'd agree to an arranged marriage, so you'd be forced and you weren't about to go through all of that. Hell no.

You weren't scared of anyone trying to find and hurt you, Konig was a beast and God help anyone who dares step to him.

Especially over you, no one better come and try to take you any fucking where.

Vampire, human, wolf or alien.

He'd cut their brains out and shove em down their families throats, tie them to their beds and set the house on fire- he'd make anyone pay for even thinking about plotting against you.

No exceptions.

Besides, the society thought you died, your blood mixed with a wolf- it was clear to them what had happened or so they thought.

You woke up in bed alone the next morning, you stretched your sore limbs and remembered your period. You flew out of bed and realized you were dressed and alone.

You walked to the bathroom mirror and looked at yourself in the pretty white dress he put on you.

(Dress 2 in prologue)

Your cheeks redden when you realize you have a tampon in and your body is clean.

You had been lotioned up, your red hair brushed and everything.

Talk about being taken care of.

You step out of the room and go to the glass door next to the fire place and step out onto the balcony for some air.

Everything's different now and you'll no longer be surrounded by dirty looks from vampires who wished you out of the society.

Now you're in a pretty castle with a very generous wolf you couldn't get enough of.

You lean your elbows on the thick stone railing and look out into yard. This part must be the back of the castle, there was nothing but trees and a large pond underneath the balcony.

You look to the right and down the set of stairs to see a large black wolf, he was fucking huge and put lions to shame.

You immediately noticed the calico furr and mixed colored eyes.

You went to walk down the stairs and go to Konig.

He had some business to attend to this morning and was planning on being there before you woke, he didn't plan on you seeing his wolf form just yet.

But here you came for him with that large curiosity in your eyes you always have when you're looking at him.

His urges for you was stronger in this form, the animalistic part of him was in control whenever he went wolf- another reason he didn't want to show you so soon.

You reached for his fluffy face with both hands and looked down his snout and into his eyes.

"Konig?" You ask like he's in trouble and he tilts his head.

"Did you put a tampon in me?" You asked and he scoffed, the sound coming out more like a puppy cough and he walks off like he's dismissing you but he's just brushing off your question.

'No need to feel embarrassed. You're mine, and you'll learn many things are normal between a wolf and his mate.' You heard Konig's voice in your head and you grabbed his bushy tail, making him stop.

"How are you talking in my head?" You ask slightly confused.

'It's the bond.' His tone darker, deep like something sinister.

"You gonna teach me all the normalcy that goes on around here, or am I gonna find them out when they're happening to me?" You sass and he whips around and pins you to the ground with his front paws.

'Surprise.' His voice in your head says again and you're grinning at him.

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islanddevil716 · 8 months ago

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I AM A WRITER ON A03 AND WATTPAD UNDER "Islanddevil716" and this story is widespread on both of my accounts

Based a year after the first chapter and before the Epilogue.. This pt.2 shows how them babies got here LOL

(If u don't like wolves, growling, teeth and blood and ⬇️.. yk what to do ♡)

‼️TW WATERSPORTS 🧍🏽‍♀️

Also, there's wolf shex and honestly I pondered whether I should cut that part out of wattpad bc it scared the last bunch last year so I was thinking I'll add the sex version to Ao3 if it's too much here ♡ but I was like oh well bc 1. That's like half the story and 2. there's people on here that don't have Ao3 or can't get into it. So skip it ho bc it's dirty and again. I took a very wild idea and ran with it I'm being so fr its dirty n hot n taboo here literally leave :D

Like actually don't read this pls uhm 😝☠️

GO REREAD THE FIRST CHAPTER SO U REMEMBER THEIR LITTLE TELEPATHY BOND AND STUFF N UR HAIR IS this➡️‼️ RED DONT FORGET UR EYE EITHER. yk wat go read the whole thing again if u can't remember n want this one to make sense.

"Konig!" You yell throughout the house, you were awake which means some more alone time with your mate.

But you couldn't find him anywhere, figuring he went on an early hunting trip with the younger ones, teaching them how to come into their moon phases and handling their instincts better.

You walk outside and sit next to the pond a little bummed that he wasn't around this time, you were used to his trips and knew he'd come back soon but this time felt different.

You longed for him as if you didn't just see him last night, but when he was around you wanted to bite him and make him fuck you.

It was all new and strange for you.

After sitting there for a few minutes and the sadness doesn't fade, you stand to go back to your room and wait for his return.

Before you could take a step away, a large paw is at your back and pinning you back down to the ground on your stomach.

He could smell your arousal of wanting to play and feel your melancholy through the woods. He wasn't far, he never was.

"Gotcha." You feel him in your head and he gives a snicker at how small you are under his large paw, watching you squirm.

He had a slight size kink he's noticed.

"Not funny!" You shriek and kick your legs when he sits down, still holding you there as he licks the blood off the top of his other paw.

He rolls his red eyes humorously before he speaks in your mind.

"Come on, you know I don't go far." His reassurance was all but that, you've felt indescribably hot since he's left and haven't been able to satiate it resulting in a terrible attitude.

"Let me up, you're getting me dirty!" You squirm some more and he watches you wiggle your ass, getting a stronger scent of your slick pussy practically begging for him.

"Ohh that's why you're so insistent, eh?" He was taunting you now, you knew he could smell you.

"Shut up and let me up!" You yell, hearing his degrading chuckle in your head but he picks his paw up anyway.

You dust your black dress off, you were always playing dress up with all the dresses he got you and twice as many shoes. You even had a wedding ring to match each outfit you had, wearing your black oval diamond ring. The clasps on your heels matched the white diamonds on your wedding band.

"I oughta pull your tail, gettin me all dusty!" You whine loudly, your voice a higher octave than usual, making his pointy ears flatten against his head.

"Wet too, an I don't mind lickin ya clean." He stands and struts passed you and forms back before you could turn around and follow him.

He couldn't quite place why you were being so whiney lately, extra feverish and practically dripping down your legs every morning but wouldn't let him touch you.

You didn't find his little pranks like he pulled just a second ago funny, you used to and now he gets scolded like the dog he is. More often anyway.

"Where were you?" You follow him up the stairs, quite quickly which he's used to. Your speed has always been an advantage, but right now he was worried you might bite his head off.

"Hunting, maus, why?" You keep following him into the bathroom, watching him run the water for a shower as he stands there naked all dirty, sweaty and sexy and he smelled like blood and pine.. your senses were heightened more than usual too.

"I-" You stop your sentence and walk away, upset for an unknown reason. At him though, you couldn't understand the unreasonable anger.

He wasn't doing anything wrong, but it was more of what he wasn't doing and you didn't wanna ask. He should know.

Fucking mind reader.

Your thoughts were ramblings of unintelligible anger and sexual visions of his wolf, which made him tilt his head in question.

For someone so adamant that she couldn't fuck a wolf, our mind sure had some nasty ideas. He liked them.

You were needing a fight; dominance and didn't want to resist, you wanted him to just make you.

Whatever that may be.

"Come here. Now." Your mates' booming voice makes your legs tremble, unable to deny his powerful authority over you despite your desired defiance so you do what he says, scurrying to stand in front of him with a pout.

He hasn't had to use his influence over you like that in a while.

"What's your problem, hm?" He grabs your jaw, leaning down and studying your face as if he's never seen you before.

"I don't know." You answer honestly, and he growls, showing a few of his canine teeth.

"I don't like it." He stands to his full height, looming over you and making you feel small. You tug at the edge of your dress, almost nervous with his powerful glare.

You didn't know what to say, but for the first time this week you didn't notice the anger as heavy in this moment.

You stare up at him with wide, expectant eyes.

Without a word, he's pulling you into the shower with him and under the water with your clothes and heels on even.

"Konig!" You shriek again, but he just growls loudly, using his power over you to make you feel drunk as you call it.

"Shhh, gonna fix that little fucking attitude." He pushes you into the shower wall, your palms and cheek flat against the tile.

All you could do was whine and hope he gives you what you needed, letting your mind get dirty and show him everything you're craving.

"Dirty girl this week, what's gotten into you, maus?" He asks as he watches you whine and squirm like a cat in heat.

And it dawns on him. Rutting season, didn't matter that you weren't wolf- you were his and susceptible to his cycles and this was your first time feeling the effects of a mating season.

He's just always been so used to being alone that he's powered over his seasonal ruts, the feeling not as overwhelming for him like the rest as he locked it away within himself.

He now lets the pheromones trickle through his senses, feeling the charged sexual energy within the air and uses that to release that feral side of him he's locked up every season.

He shoves your dress up and yanks your panties down your legs, leaving them at your ankles.

He pushes two fingers inside your already slick pussy for good measure, pulling them out and slapping your wet cunt. You moan, pushing back for him to do it again.

"Like when I slap your pussy like that, eh?" He chuckles.

"Just a couple more-" He bites his lip, slapping your cunt and pushing two fingers inside and repeats two more times.

"Please-" You whisper and all you see is his wolf in your mind and he watches your thoughts and sees what you really need. Smirking to himself, he nips the back of your thigh before he stands and wraps his arms around you from behind.

"Get away if you can, maus, because right now that's all you are. My maus to play with, eat and suck on like a little toy." He growls deep and low from his chest while he watches you struggle in your inebriated state to step your heels out of the panties around your ankles.

You whimper and drop to your knees and try crawling away from the bathroom, giving him a good view of your naked ass and pussy peeking from your short dress.

He turns back to his wolf, ready to fuck you around like you've needed.

'Pathetic get away attempt, maus. Did you not learn how to escape a wolf?' He laughs at your weak attempt, mocking how vampires take classes on how to fight wolves.

He walks a circle around you, sizing you up like a regular predator does.

'Been denying me all week. Nipping at me, hissing and being a brat.' Your thoughts were all his voice now, feeling him stand tall in his wolf form, looking down at you with his red eyes.

"Yes." Is all you can say, your tongue and eyes heavy. It was overwhelming, the influence of his power. You felt drugged, slow and unsteady as if you were on a boat.

'You smell so good-' His teeth were showing in a small growl, to anyone else it'd look like he was about to maul you but you knew otherwise.

He stands over your soaked frame with two paws on either side of your hips, his large snout leaning down to sniff your hair and the hormones coming from you are insatiable.

You arch your back, pushing your ass back for him like the slut in heat you were.

"All for you." You bite your lip and look back at him, cheek flush with the tiled floor. He enjoyed watching you pathetically whine and grind for him before he even did anything with you, seeing your cute little pussy drip in heat for him.

He pushes you back down flat on the floor with his paw and nudged you over with his nose so you're on your back and begins nuzzling in your neck and kissing you all over to hear your giggles.

Your hooded eyes and rosey cheeks gave the impression of you being drunk, you felt like it but it was the fever that came with the heat waves and the influence of his power over you.

Holding his gaze, you reach down and begin to rub your clit to tease him further while sucking two fingers on your other hand before fingering your wet hole for him.

He licks your knee, down to your inner thigh and nudges your hands away and nips at them.

'Keep them out of my way.' His voice rumbles through your head; you feel his warm, heavy paw on your lower tummy as he begins lapping at your needy cunt.

Usually you'd try to push him off, run away or squeal in embarrassment if he'd try to mess around while he was still wolf- you wanted it this time, being extraordinarily submissive.

Something new for the fire that's grown inside you over the last week, and he's loving every second of it.

You run your fingers through his thick, black fur on top of his head and your other wraps around his pointy ear as you watch his large tongue lick your whole pussy in one swipe.

'Sweet little fucking cunt, so fucking good.' He voice growls within you.

Your eyes roll, moaning his name and mumbling something of a "good boy." He perks his ears, his eyes meeting yours when he sees you smirking down at him like a smart ass.

'What does sarcasm earn you, maus? Tell me.' He nips at your leg, making you yelp and laugh.

Your hazy smile still graced your lips, your red cheeks making you all the more cuter to him with your smart mouth.

You push his head awah and turn over again, arching your back for him and he internally smirks.

"Can't spank me like this, though, can ya?" You taunt and he bares his teeth again.

'Naughty maus.' His voice was deep in your brain this time and left you reeling.

'I have something else for you though.' He sounded more sultry, more sneaky.

"Yea." You lazily agree, getting lost deeper in the mind-numbing authority he casts over you.

He lays down, so big he's still level with you when he does.

"Lick it, please." You huff, and he narrows his eyes at you but abides your wishes, enjoying the way you let out a moan of relief.

It felt so good, so naughty, and he enjoyed the way you craved him.

It was almost better than ever with his tongue bigger and wetter, his heavy paw rested over your calf and kept you in place.

It was what you needed, craved and ached for. Each swipe of his tongue more delicious than the previous and elicits tingles throughout your body, mewling softly in tune with his steady growl.

You were wiggling your ass in his face, pushing back and wouldn't stay still and making him growl irritably at you as he stands.

You smirk, knowing you've riled him up. It was unlike you to be this mischievous and bratty towards him.

'Stay fuckin' still.' He snarls as you feel him mount you, his large teeth right next to your face.

You were whimpering, shaking with anticipation of feeling his heavy weight atop you on your bathroom floor.

'Little defiant maus, fuck, look at you.' He rubs his large cock against your pussy.

'Gonna have to work you through takin me, hm? Tiny little thing.' You feel the tip of his warm cock work inside you, in and out until your pussy took his thick tip easily.

'Feel that, maus? How tight your pussy grips me-' He was excited, having to control his speed so he wouldn't hurt you.

You laid there, drunk with his power, letting him play and toy with you as he pleased.

Your pussy throbbed and begged, letting more of him in so you spread your legs more. It was comfortable, his warmth and soft fur agaisnt your wet skin; it was heaven.

'Like it when I tease that little cunt?' He slides his cock in past the tip, stretching you out.

"Uh huh-" You whined, trying to fuck yourself on him in a series of repeated, loud whimpers.

'Come on, you can go deeper than that-' He taunts, matching his thrusts with yours. His large, veiny cock throbbed, he needed to fit and feel your heat and flood your womb with his cum.

'Fuck my cock, maus, just like that-' He spurs you on, your pretty pussy stretched over not even half of his cock and you were already whining and crying.

'You can't give up yet.' He teases and you whimper, sweat covering every inch of your body.

His animalistic grunts and growls grew heavier as he focused on your little frame, taking him the best you could as your hands flattened on the tile hold yourself there.

Your body rocking with each thrust, your moans turning into yelps. He was so thick, so big and overwhelming as he got deeper. Cock too wide to press further; you felt something else building up in your bladder and panicked.

"I think-" You huff, your brows furrowing. He needed you to cum when he did so your orgasm increases the probability of his cum fertilizing your eggs, fucking you fast and deep.

His sinful grunts and mumbled mindless words repeat as he slams every inch into you.

'Take it, kleine maus, take this big cock and have my pups, mama.'

"Konig!" You practically scream, feeling your orgasm grow hot in your abdomen until you're dripping cum and accidentally pee with how hard he was going.

'Ffffuck, maus.' He groans, white thick ropes of cum coating your insides while you squirmed. Your pussy contracting so hard around him you almost couldn't take it, his knot holding you still as you whimpered and moaned for him.

'Awwe little pussy too small for me, mm.'

His dark chuckle makes you whine, his warmth making you break out in a small sweat beneath his thick fur.

You could feel his cum leaking inside you, your cervix overflown and full as you were gone in subspace.

When his knot releases he pulls out, his throbbing cock dripping in cum as he licks your small hole once more and your eyes roll.

'What type of a husband would I be if I didn't clean after myself.' His deep chuckle in your head makes you blush, you'd be embarrassed if he wasn't damn near snout deep in it and licking in a frenzy like he couldn't get enough. He loved it when it got dirty, he's a wolf, after all.

He pulls back after a few licks and takes a few paces back so he could change back to his human form and devour you easier, to finalize your pregnancy with his human sperm.

Poor thing, you'd beat his ass if you spit out a litter of puppies instead of a human hybrid baby.

He picks you up, getting you to stand and walks you back towards the wall. You rub yourself on him, your hands running up his muscular arms. He kisses you deeply, letting you grind on his knee between your legs as he held you close to him.

You arch your back, pushing your chest into his warm, bare skin and moan into his mouth. Your eyes closed as you savored your husband, letting him guide the kiss to get sloppier as his affection for you takes over once more.

"I always have to restrain myself around you, so easily breakable." He whispers against your lips and pulls your soaking wet dress off in one swoop.

"I heal." You counter back, kissing him again and wrapping your arms around his neck.

He picks you up, taking you to the bed and tosses you on it before grabbing your ankle and dragging you to the footboard where he stood. You get to your knees in front of him, looking up at him from the bed.

He watches you lick your lips, looking at his scarred and defined body. His wide cock standing straight up, his piercings glistening under the light.

"You're so handsome." You purr, looking up at him with the sexiest bedroom eyes he's ever seen as you lay on your stomach in fromt of him. You take his dick in your hand and run your tongue over his Jacob's ladder, getting a long groan from Konig.

"Thank you, beautiful." His left hand buries itself in your bright red hair as you take the tip of his cock in your mouth and drool over it, letting your mouth fill with saliva and run down over his cock and your hand.

He softly thrusts his hips, barely fucking into your mouth with his tip teasing the back of your throat. Even in human form, his dick was unbelievable, wide with good length. It was breathtaking.

You take him out and all but beg, your hand going between your legs to play in the slick he's caused.

"Such a good kleine maus." He strokes his cock, rubbing the tip on your slobbery lips.

You give it one last lick before clinging to him, standing on the bed and wrapping yourself around him so he has to grab your hips. He loosens his grip so you'll slide down on his wet dick, taking him in one glide and scratching his back as you do.

"That's right, good fucking girl, yes." He growls, his grip tightening around your waist. You grind and rub on him, your naked chests pressed together with your hearts in sync.

You kiss his jaw tenderly, feeling him deep in your cervix, soft and slow unlike the passion exploding within one another. He cradles your head against him, kissing your head before he lays down with you beneath him on the bed.

He continues fucking you, slow and deep and drawing out those soft moans he loves so much.

He holds your hands above your head, intertwining his fingers with yours as he continues kissing you sensually.

"God those beautiful whimpers, I could listen to you for hours." He trails his kisses to your cheek, down your neck and back to your kiss-swollen lips.

He runs his hands down your body, cupping your breasts and pinching the nipple of one. Your body jerks against his, making him smirk before he sucks one into his mouth.

You wrap your legs around his waist, digging your nails into his back once more and getting a deep groan from him.

He wraps a hand around your neck, fucking you deep with a hand pressing down on your tummy.

"Look at me, liebe, eyes up here." He growls, watching you get lost in your pleasurable haze.

"Watch me fuck you maus, keep those eyes open." He adjusts his grip on your neck, watching you try to keep above consciousness.

You see him through a blurry film over your eyes, gripping his wrist.

"Gonne pump you full of my cum all night, all of it." He kept true to his promise, and somehow you were surprised when the doctor said you'd be having twins.

A month later.

"I'm sorry, what?" You ask the nurse who's trying to show you the black and white screen on the monitor showcasing your two healthy babies.

"You're pregnant, with twins." He says again and you sit there on the bed, staring at him and Konig.

"You said two, there's two?!" If your eyebrows could've raised any further they'd be through the ceiling.

"I'm sorry, two?" You squeak loudly and the doctor clears his throat, nodding.

"No, that can't.. no!" You whine, looking at the screen and seeing the babies as clear as day.

"Yes ma'am, you see when-"

"I know how babies are made!" You screech, cutting off the doctor but he keeps his composure and pushes his glasses up.

"Actually, these aren't regular babies. You nor your husband are fully human, you're going to need to know what to expect." The doctor began rambling things you'd go through, meanwhile you're still scowling at Konig who's standing in corner with his mask on. Even so, you can tell by his body language how proud he is.

No wonder wolf women get so ornery and pissy with their mate during a heat, they know what they're facing if they bend over for their man.

"You better keep that tail tucked or I'm pulling it straight off when we get outta here." You bare your teeth at Konig, who'd flatten his ears at the threat if he was wolf right now, you can just imagine it.

Your attitude causes the doctor to shut up and grab your discharge papers, handing them to Konig before he steps out so you can change.

"Baby, it's not that bad-"

"That bad? That's two, two of your big headed fat shouldered selves growing in me!" Your voice reaching that high octave you get when you're pissy.

All he could do was listen to you fuss him out, putting your panties on for you while you pulled the dress over your head.

He buckled your heels for you and watches you practically run away from him.

You storm out of the exam room, the door hitting the wall on your way out.

People in the waiting room immediately draw their attention to the noise, watching you yank the exit door open and leave him to follow behind you.

The women in the waiting room look up, wide eyed as they stare at their leader.

"We're having twins." Konig says as to explain your pissy attitude and they immediately dismiss the scene as they knew the anger all too well, most of them going back to doing what they were before.

They were just surprised to see someone, even you, showing defiance and sass to their King. But you wouldn't be his Queen if you couldn't handle him, but they see how that's the other way around.

Ever since your arrival, they've watched their leader abide by your every wish, follow you like he's a lost pup and tuck his tail when you fuss and pitch a fit when he gets too brute-like.

Even when you send him away, he reverts back to his old tactics and stays close to you but out of your eyesight.

Like now, Konig follows behind you, holding your bag and sunglasses in his hand.

Even in heels, your speed and agility had him trying to keep up. He had alot of advantages and skill, but when it came to speed you had him beat. At least in his human form anyway.

"Don't make me do it." He calls after you, referring to his manipulation technique to influence you.. make you feel all dizzy and warm inside.

He didn't do it often, he didn't like having to make you listen and subdue you with his abilities. But sometimes..

You don't listen, leaving him behind and watching you ahead on the paved trail that goes back to the castle.

Within these woods was a whole community of buildings amongst the main castle everyone lived in, there was a hospital and a training center that was located not too far behind the huge castle.

They had a jail that was nothing but steel plated walls within the building, the cells were encrypted with a spell that kept dangerous wolves from turning whenever they wanted, they were reduced to their human abilities during their sentencing. He never jailed anyone longer than necessary either, keeping them in there for the entirety of eight moon phases.

It was Konigs way of keeping the peace so their kind wouldn't infiltrate societies prisons. To avoid putting their secret out there he had to build his own world in the woods while also maintaining his humanitarian status, becoming a well known businessman and dealing with dangerous affairs on the governments part.

That way if his wolves act up in society, he'd be the first one notified so he could retrieve them and bring them back to The Jail For Lycanthropy.

There were smaller buildings for daycare, entertainment shops as well as places you could go to buy things to mask your scent or reduce the fever during a heat. Things you cant buy in the normal world.

Everyone had a part to play here and in the human world, maintaining peace and secrecy of their lives all while protecting their pack as well as humans from the bad ones.

Konig was the Colonel, leader, King, Alpha- he was all of them in every form and led their Lycan Militia within the society.

It was mandatory being how vampires were always feuding with them, as well as wolves who pose a certain threat to society; ones with abilities no one else is born with.

Some special wolves can't be tamed or sheltered, resulting in a pack of rebel wolves who never learned to properly maintain their self or control their urges. But the worst one, the leader who came to solely to learn how to control his wolf, used the knowledge and still rebelled and built his own empire outside of Konigs.

"Looks like you've succeeded in carrying that bloodline." You see a figure step from the woods, causing you to halt and hold your breath.

"Konig?" You ask and feel him at your side and immediately push yourself into him.

"I'm here, maus." He soothes you, staring into the eyes of his enemy.

"Who is that?" You ask, looking at the shirtless man who's scarred all over, his face and his torso were decorated with claw and bite marks.

"Someone I should've eaten a long time ago-" Konig growls and steps forward with force, as does the other guy, making you gasp when you see Konig form into his wolf.

You stumble back and cover your mouth, you'd have to lust after his transformation later- shit was gettin real.

Konig lunged for the blonde wolf, going for the jugular first and they tumble into the pavement and it cracks beneath them.

Some smaller looking wolves start to jump in, attacking Konig from the back.

You screamed for help, knowing you're in Konigs world and his team would back him in no time.

Too many young wolves ready to use their skills while their fathers warriors of their time. Was this guy stupid to come here and challenge your King?

Out from the woods emerge some faces you recognize, their fur patterns too distinct not to; that's why they dyed them in such fashion.

One of them run to your side, they were all smaller than an Alpha but bigger than a regular wolf, still it was mesmerizing to see.

"I don't know what's going on, we were walking from the hospital and this guy just showed up out of no where and they started fighting." You tell the brown wolf with pink hearts on her back, she tilts her head at you; confused as to why you weren't helping your mate.

Her topaz eyes look into yours and you wish the telepathy thing worked universally and not with just your mate.

She does a circle around you, sniffing extra hard before making a gruff sound, she comes and sits in front of you and her big eyes bore into yours.

"What?" You ask, instinctively flattening a hand acoess your tummy when you hear their painful whines and growls as the wolves fight to defend their home.

The heart decorated wolf nudges your hand from your tummy and boops her nose on it, sitting back down and looking up at you.

"We just found out. Literally." You tell her and she opens her mouth and grabs your hand, extra cautious of her teeth.

"I can't leave him!" You try to pull your hand back but she growls, she'd drag you away by your dress if she had to.

You were carrying the next king and/or queen, Konig would take her position as a soldier if she didnt defend his Queen and babies as he would.

She's a mother as well, her son had just started his training this week. It's in their blood to defend and fight.

It didn't matter to her that you were a vampire or human, you were her Queen and she trusted Konig with her whole being after seeing how he's maintained life within the forest for all these years.

You look back in time to see your family surround the blonde wolf and his posse, Konig towering over them all as blood dripped from his mouth. The scar across his face now bleeding once again and you frowned.

More kept leaping at him, leaving him to take a stand while more of his soldiers run to his aid.

Once you were safe, the girl forms back, unashamed of her nakedness. She stands and smiles and points to your belly.

"The heat got to you too, huh?" She laughs, tossing her hot pink hair over her shoulder as she grabs her clothes that she had stuffed in a tree trunk.

"Yea.." You sigh, feeling hungry and missing Konig already, extra worried for his safety and what this means for the pack.

"Who was that?" You ask Shelly, looking ahead through the trees as she dresses herself.

"That's Nikto, been around as long as Konig or so I've heard. He wants what we've got here, he don't want to be a part of it. He wants to run it. He used to be apart of the family, trained here and slept here." She pulls her shorts up and comes to sit next to you on the large rock.

"Well what happened, whyd he rebell?" You ask, bringing your knees to your chest and wrapping your arms around your legs.

She begins braiding her hair as she speaks, readying herself to protect you efficiently while she gets you to safety.

"He was part of the soldier pack, until one night it was time to lead a vanguard towards the rebels of The Chosen. He turned on his own group, helping the outcasts slaughter and maul every last one. He then taught them what he knew and became their Alpha, he's been growing his nonconformist group ever since." She looks over at you and grabs your hand, pulling you to stand with her.

You look over her doll like features, her little heart tattoo under her eye was cute and fit her personality despite her job. She was the first girl you noticed that night Konig brought you home for the first time, back then her wolf was all pink.

"Any minute the alarm will sound, which means every soldier young, old, and retired will take their stance through the night. No one knows how big this group has gotten, and until we do it's time to lock down. We've built too much here,mine and yours kids future's rely on this place. Come on." She keeps you close, and you cling to her as you look around.

She gets you through the woods away from the trail and reaches the castle from the back. You were looking ahead to the pond you had just visited this morning, and realize how close to home the intruders were.

"They were so close." You whisper and hear a crack behind you, Shelly turns around and yanks you behind her, seeing a man-like wolf.

"I can smell the pregnancy coming from her, his babies. The kings. We're here to collect." He looked animalistic, not fully human or wolf but something in between and you grit your teeth.

"You don't need my babies." You hiss from behind Shelly.

"You don't deserve to carry either bloodline any further. You're all disgraces to us. But we're here for you." He didn't make sense and you didn't care, you just wanted to sink your teeth into his pulse, hearing it extra loud and clear as his veins rush with adrenaline.

"Run." Shelly yells and lurches forward into her wolf as does the other guy, they connect and snip and claw at one another.

You watch, unable to leave her alone even though she's winning.

She was a ruthless fighter, her motherly rage was easy to channel when she needed to.

You hear footsteps and turn in time to see another intruder make his way to you, running full speed, his gray fur shining in the sun.

You dart back through the woods the way you came in hopes of finding Konig. You were zipping between trees, dodging branches and spiderwebs. The wolf was on your tail though, any slower and you'd be in-between his toothy snare.

"Konig!!" You scream so loud the wolf behind you halts, the pitch deafening him for a moment. Their hearing was sensitive, able to tune into many frequencies so naturally it'd fuck him up for a moment.

Konig hears you scream close by, and for the first time since he was chained up years ago and had to watch you leave with Alexei, he panicks.

Suddenly nothing hurt, and his opponent seems too small and he snaps them in half with his teeth.

More had come, surrounding him and his soldiers and being the man he is, he took the hits and bites for them but manages to claw his way out of the frenzied fight and runs towards you.

"Liebe! hear you! I'm coming!' He sounded ragged, even in your head, but you kept running until you ran into a big wall of fur.

You clung to him, your arms trying to wrap around his neck but he's too big.

He was panting and limping, a deep laceration on his side had his fur wet with blood as it dripped.

'Ich bin hier, meine kleine Maus, i'm here.' He sounded so tired, you grab his face on both sides and look into his eyes. He blinked slowly, and his legs began to weaken.

"Hey, no no don't do that. Don't sleep." You go down with him until you're on your knees, he lays on his side and begins breathing rapidly.

"Oh no no, Konig-" You blink a tear away, you didn't know much about canine anatomy and how to help them but you tried.

"Here we just-" You strip from your dress and sit back on your knees and put pressure on the bleeding wound with the dress.

"We gotta stop the bleeding, and and maybe... can you breathe?" You ask, your voice shaky but he doesn't answer.

He had to take the brunt of the attack for his soldiers, they were young and some had just began their training, it was his job as a leader to protect them.

Of course he'd never leave you, if he could just muster the energy to use his power once more...

'I need... you to listen to me, maus, listen.' He opens his eyes and you're right there in his face once he began speaking.

"I'm listening, anything to help you. Anything." You sniff, your tears falling on his black furry face but he doesn't mind.

'Your eye, it's time, maus. I must let it out, only a little.' He was wheezy, bleeding internally as well.

"What? H-how? I don't-"

'Bite me, I will do my best to muster enough power to drain a little poison I had stored in your eye. But you have to extend those fangs on your own though, can you do that maus?' He was being so sweet, it broke your heart to see him down like this.

You wiped your face, sniffing the snot away and gaining your composure for him. Every second counts.

You close your eyes and begin to focus around your teeth, feeling your gums gain a pricking sensation and then it feels cool like peppermint has flooded your mouth. It's poison.

"Where do I bite you?" You ask, your hands buried in his now matted and bloodied fur.

He'd make a mental note to visit the local groomer after this..

Some men would feel weak having their girl save their ass. He felt honored, so much gratitude coursing through him despite the crushing pain he felt in his lungs.

He couldn't go back human, the transformation alone would kill him even if he lived through a transformation to be human- the wounds would kill him. What he sustains as a wolf isn't sustainable for a human body.

He wasn't prepared for an attack like that, things have been so peaceful within the pack since you've been here. He's been softer, giving less homework and training days and he quit scaring his wolves into submission.

You changed him for the better, unknowingly taming him into a sweet and soft lap dog who listens to their owner like a good boy as you've called him.

But this, this attack enraged him. Just when he's found out his liebling is carrying his sweet babies, he gets ambushed.

Something like this would turn any man into their former monster, there used to be days he'd stay wolf. He wouldn't go back human unless absolutely necessary, leading his soldiers to nip the problems in the bud.

To protect you and his family, he'd gladly become that monster again.

He lays there, feeling the adrenaline spiking as he thinks of all the ways he'll tear those wolves to pieces.

'Just bite, liebling.' He urges and feels your teeth sink into his bleeding wound, it looked good..

He yelps and its enough to shock him into being able to drain the poison into the wound, he stops it when he feels it repair his muscles and fill his lungs back up.

You retract your teeth and go back to his face, grabbing him.

"Did it work?" You lick your lips, your face and hands covered in his blood.

'I'm okay, you did so good, meine kleine one.' He sounded better, you could hear his heart beating better as well and his lungs fill.

"What do we do now?" You grab your flat tummy, wondering when it'll start to grow.

'I get you home.' He sounded dangerous as he stood, his eyes going from a black red to just black.

He grabs your bloody dress with his mouth and drops it on your lap, looking around and standing guard over you.

You wring the blood out from the black dress, and pull it back over your head.

Your red kool-aid colored hair disheveled from its blowout look, you couldn't worry about it. The Forrest sounded like an apocalypse was happening with the loud emergency horn blaring.

As soon as you're dressed, Konig nudges you forward and bites the back of your dress and picks you up.

You dangle from his mouth by your dress like a kitten, staring down at the ground below you.

"Konig, I can walk." You whine, but he keeps walking. Your dress felt tight as if you were hanging from a zip line harness.

'Im getting your ass back home, my way.' He didn't have time to argue with you and you didn't bother, knowing how his attitude can get. You cross your arms and huff, watching the moving ground as you sway.

It was wildly uncomfortably and you didn't care about his wolfy habits, you didn't want to be carried like a baby puppy by its neck.

"Konig please put me down!' You huff and he stops abruptly, setting you down gently on your feet and growls, rolling his eyes.

'Get on my back or I'm carrying you again.' He snarls and lays down for a second so you can jump up, grabbing a handful of his fur. You sit on him like a horse and struggle to not smile despite the current situation, so you lay on him and bury your face in the part of his fluff not dripping with blood and dirt.

Konig feels your hands kneading into him, petting and scratching him mindlessly as he gracefully carried you to the castle.

It felt good, even with your poison healing his major wounds he still felt beaten down and bruised but your small hands were a nice relief.

Which angered him more, he'd want nothing more than to stay with you, he wasn't actually upset with you.

He was such a beautiful wolf, you've been admirning him more in the this form unable to understand why yet.

The emotional tether between you and him was stronger now more than ever.

The attack made you sad, you knew he'd be busy the rest of the night but you wanted to lay in bed with him and cuddle into his long, fluffy, calico fur while his big, cold nose nuzzles into your neck.

'I'll be with you as soon as I can, my kleine liebe. I promise. I will not leave you three tonight.' He includes the babies and you smile, wrapping your arms around his neck from behind and kissing the top of his head.

"I love you." You chirp and hold him a minute longer.

'I love you, now get inside, go to our room and don't come out for anything. I'll have guards keep you safe, I'll be back by dark.' He orders you, arriving at the front doors of the castle which was already heavily guarded.

He crouches down and you slide off his back and give him a kiss on the side of his snout before the guards open the doors for you.

It shuts loudly, being no ones in the lobby and all outside fighting.

The four guards who followed you in per their Alphas orders and grab you some food and drinks to keep in your room, making sure you're properly taken care of while Konig takes care of business.

They were very generous, holding the doors open for you and speaking to you with much respect.

They were young still, haven't found their mate yet but that's what rutting season is for. Once you mate, you mate for life unless one dies or it becomes a polyamorous thing.

One of the guards kept closer to than the others, extra intrigued with your pregnancy. He could smell it, the change in hormones and how strong they are when a woman is expecting.

He couldn't help it, he loved the scent, inching closer to you and sniffing you some more.

He was one of the more slutty wolves though, chasing after pregnant women within the pack and in society. Human women had a different scent though, it was sweeter and more potent. But you weren't human, not fully. You had the best of all three, being human/vampire while carrying wolf babies.

He's never smelled anything like it and his curiosity was getting the best of him.

"Quit!" His brother punches him away, seeing how your completely oblivious. They looked just alike, black hair with green eyes.

The movement makes you turn around, looking at them with raised brows as the guilty one stares at you with shameful puppy dog eyes.

"Sorry for his unruliness, he's just more dog than boy." His brother, Seth, answered for him and rolled his eyes.

"What were you doing?" You ask the guilty one, who stuffs his hands in his jeans being he don't have his hands full of snacks and drinks.

"...smelling... you." Sid answers hesitantly and you quirk a half smile.

"Why?" You almost laugh at the ridiculous reasoning. Dogs will be dogs I guess.

"We can smell your pregnancy and let's just say certain hormones change and become... stronger." Seth answers for Sid again and you whip around, continuing to walk to your bedroom.

"I don't wanna know." You shake your head, realizing why Konigs nose was constantly between your legs the days leading up to the doctors appointment.

He's been more feral here lately, almost abandoning his humanly habits with you. So much licking. And the howling? Oh my god you have to beg him to come inside sometimes, damn near dragging him by his tail through the balcony doors.

He's chewed up almost every pair of panties you own, being he can't simply take them off of you and then saves them for later when you're asleep and needs to taste you.

The last week he's refused to go to the groomer when he won't shift back, making you bathe his fur in the large round bathtub in the middle of your shared bathroom.

He only does it to get his way, pinning you down with his large, fat paws and lapping at your slick folds as he mindlessly humps the air and ignores your squeals of anger mixed with pleasure. It only turned him on more.

He'd act out sometimes, chewing your hair straightener cord in half in hopes of stopping you from getting ready and leaving the house. He knew he could use his power over you, but he liked the illusion of choice. It was a game, really.

Lighthearted defiance was a part of any wolf and you learned that quickly, taking part in your own acts of defiance towards him. It kept things exciting, which.. when you're married to a wolf everyday is exciting.

You sit in your room on the bed, antsy, waiting for Konig to come back and wondering if he's okay.

The two guards at your bedroom door had walkie talkies as well as the ones by the balcony doors so you could tune into what was going on.

The pack was taking control, subduing the intruders and locking them up with silver cuffs and putting them in The Jail For Lycanthropy. Konig was patrolling the perimeter, seeing over each of his soldiers squads as they gather the bastard wolves that dared infiltrate their home.

Some of them were already dead from fighting, some half eaten and torn in half.. Konig had always taught his soldiers the more ruthless way of taking out an opponent so they don't become a future enemy.

He was proud seeing how his men and women held their ground, young, old, recently recruited and retired- they all did their job efficiently and kept their home intact.

Now he'd have to call a meeting in the lobby in the morning, congratulate his pack and show his gratitude.

That was most important as a leader, so he's learned.

Most people think control is what makes you a good leader, but unity and understanding- recognition towards the ones who follow you. That's what's important, you don't have to control them when they'd do anything for you anyway seeing the type of leader you are.

Konig struts down the paved walkway that leads to the castle, the sun was setting and he was absolutely beat.

'I miss you.' He whines a little loudly, hoping he's close enough in vicinity for the bond to connect to you.

But you were asleep, not hearing him in your mind like you were waiting on hours before.

He begins to run towards the castle, worried for your silence; he sprints across the yard and into the lobby. His nails click agaisnt the tile as he runs down the long hall that had the room youre in, and bursts in. He jumps on the bed, seeing your sleeping frame still in your bloody dress..

He bares his teeth and barks at the four guards he's sent up here, shooing them away so he can be alone with you.

The scurry off and shut the doors behind them, seeing as their King is in a sour mood.

He gets pissy when he's sleepy and hasn't been around you, as if you're his emotional stability. He licks his chops and lays around you, encasing your body with his as he cuddles into a little ball with you tucked into his chest and belly.

You were so tired but still tried to come to for him, your hands mindlessly roaming his fur. A deep rumble of satisfaction comes from him, deep from his chest as he feels your tiny hands on him. He lightly, very softly licks your cheek and lips affectionately before he lays his head down to sleep.

Deep down his wolf was nothing but a big sweet lover, thirsty for your validation and praises as well as possessive and over protective. Especially now that you're pregnant, it'd be impossible to have even a second of alone time.

Its been five months and you were growing by the day, and the cravings were ridiculous. Steak and cinnamon rolls, raw meat, blood, chips- it was an endless ask but Konig was enamored with the entire process.

Looking at you with heart eyes as you ate his latest hunt, bloody and uncaring of how crazy you looked. He was so in love with you though, everyday you look more beautiful than the last. But this? It was pure art, raw and expressive and so painfully real.

You were the epitome of beauty to him, physically and through your expressiveness. You became more intense than ever, taking him somewhere deep each time you kiss him in a rush of pleasurable need.

As soon as you were done with the deer he caught you, he was infront of you licking the blood off your face, his tongue occasionally slipping inside your mouth.

"Thank you." You tell him, your voice sweet and small as you sat on the grass with your legs extended infront of you.

He licks your head, the motion ruffling your hair before he lays his head on your thighs. His nose touching your belly so he can feel when the babies flutter, his big red eyes extra focused.

He liked being this close to your scent as well, it being stronger than ever. He was obsessed, deeply and truly possessive of your entire being. An imprint only gets stronger as more time is spent with their mate, especially when the action is returned- even the slightest bit of affection keeps them pining for your love.

"I love you, Konig." You smile down at him looking up at you from your lap and he lifts his head, licking his chops. That excited gleam in his eyes, the way he shifted his paws impatiently- he wanted to lick your pussy some more.

"No, Konig. Wait till we get home." You coo, petting his head briefly but he whines and licks his lips again. He nudges your dress and looks back up at you.

'I love you too, please, you smell so good mama-' His begging was cute, those big eyes so hopeful as he excitedly wagged his tail.

He begins licking your thigh and pushes your hand out of his way with his nose and you softly giggle.

"You're so hard headed!" You squeal when he pushes his head between your legs, his soft fur tickling the insides of your thighs.

He licks your pussy through the panties, his eyes looking up at you to see your reaction.

Everyday leading up to your birth was like that, swatting his nose when he suffered it under your dress in public; which wolves weren't shameful creatures anyway. PDA was quite normal but you liked your privacy and, voyeurism wasn't your thing.

He was such a good father, so caring and gentle as he held his newborn son.

He shifted back human once he realized your water broke, immediately taking you to the community hospital. You jad no complications and decided to take an epidural and asked Konig to release enough poison from your eye to heal you.

It worked, leaving your eye still fully white only more glossy like.

"You did so good, darling. Look how beautiful our children are-' Konig praises you, kissing your head before he sits on the edge of the hospital bed.

You smile proudly at him, holding your son close while you watched your mate caress his fingers over your daughters small face. Watching the joy and compassion in his eyes was serene, he was such an intense man. So much to unpack with him, his personality was intricately compartmentalized. You had to really pay attention to Konig to want to understand him, but you'd have to get close to him for that.

And you're the closest and still haven't unpacked all that he is, but you knew that he was perfect in your eyes.

Your life together was perfect, something of a dream or from a book; A tale as old as time.

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