Killer's POV
The night it all began, I was lying on the bed of a seedy motel more than a hundred miles from the Bayou. This was because I didn’t want anyone to know about my actions; just being caught would mean getting killed. But still, I couldn’t help it. I had been ordered to do it, and I had no say anymore.
I was lying naked on the neatly made bed, my legs swinging in the air as I operated my phone. My mate wanted to know where I was, but I ignored it. Some things were more important at the moment than pesky romance. Besides, if things went according to plan, what was coming was way bigger than anything my mate could do to me.
Still, I was ready for anything.
Just then, I heard a heavy knock on the door. I felt my heart beat heavily in my chest as I jerked up from the bed. Was this it? Was it finally happening? The knock came again, louder and harder.
“I’m coming!” I said as I jumped off the bed and rushed to the only chair in the room. I wore my bathrobe and belted it over my naked form. Then I made my way to the door. When I unlocked it, I saw Thane on the other side.
He was wearing a loopy grin on his face, his smile was addictive as it was splattered over his dashing face. He walked in and then closed the door behind him. He had thick, spongy hair, his face was filled with a beard, and he had an imposing presence.
Just by looking at him, I could feel the power pumping through his veins. He wasn’t just a werewolf; he was an alpha in all senses of the word. I began to think twice about my plans for him. Would I really be able to go through with it?
“Uhm…” I muttered as I stepped backward. I was so nervous that my fingers were shaking. “Did you tell anyone you were coming here? Or you were coming to meet me? Selena?”
“What?” He muttered, “fuck no! No one knows where I am, especially not Selena. “Now, come here! Let me show you what real lovemaking really is! Your mate has no idea how it’s done!”
He grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me close to him. He then yanked the bathrobe off my body, and I could hear the fabric tear before it fell to my feet in tatters.
“Please,” I whimpered, “take it easy on me, Thane.”
“Take it easy?” He snickered, “We’re wolves! We’re fucking animals! And we fuck like animals, that’s our love language!”
He carried me over his shoulder and threw me on the bed. It bounced and creaked loudly as I was enveloped by its folds. I turned and watched as he began to take off his clothes. As he undressed before me, the nerves began to fade away. I saw his chiseled body, his tight abs, and his compact ass. He was a top specimen. Just like my mate.
And then, there was his cock, which was hard as a rock, pointed at me, showing the full force of his arousal.
“Oh, Thane,” I let out an involuntary moan. “All this for me?”
“Yes, you bitch!” He said as he climbed into bed. He pulled me up to a sitting position, his cock only inches from my face, “Now, suck it!”
This was Thane, the Alpha of Iron Claw Pack. Ever since I’ve known him, he simply took. He didn’t ask, he didn’t request, he took. And now, with his dick so close to my face, his masculine stench hitting me full blast, I didn’t have a choice. I opened my mouth and slowly took him in.
His cock filled up my mouth, and slowly, I began to suck on it hard. I used my tongue to moisten it, using my fingers to play with his balls.
“Oh shit…” he moaned, “now, that’s a good bitch!”
He took my head, held it in place, and began to fuck my mouth hard. And soon, I was no longer sucking him off; he was fucking the shit out of my mouth. He was pushing his cock as far as it could go, until the tip was hitting the back of my throat. On and on we went, I gagged, spittle flew out of my mouth, my eyes burned as tears fell, but Thane didn’t care about all that. He simply wanted to cum.
And soon enough, he did just that. He came hard into my mouth. I moaned around his cock as I felt ropes of cum wash down my throat. He was squeezing my head so hard I felt it would explode. He jerked once, twice, and then with one final thrust, he pulled away. Some of his cum spilled out of my mouth and onto my breasts.
He was grinning at me, “Now, I’m gonna fuck you, put my seed in your pussy, and you’ll go back home to fuck your mate! Is that clear?”
I nodded, “Yes, Thane. As you wish."
He laughed at the crazy idea as he grabbed my legs and flipped me over as if I were bacon. He then pulled me closer till I was on all fours, he pushed my head to the bed, pressing it into the foam, so my ass was raised sufficiently for him. And with a single stroke, he slammed into me.
“Ahhh!!!” I screamed in an insane mix of pleasure and pain.
“What?” He laughed as he pulled out and slammed back into me, “he doesn’t fuck you like this? Not surprised though, I already knew he wasn’t up to anything! A fucking pussy for a wolf, I tell you! Now, I’m claiming his bitch, what next will I take from him, huh?”
He was fucking me hard, punctuating each word with a stroke. The more he spoke, the clearer it became that he was enjoying this, not just because of me, but because of who I represented. The thrill and the knowledge that being caught with him would definitely cost me my life, he was enjoying it way more than I was.
“Oh shit…” he was saying as he kept fucking me, my entire body vibrating from the force of his strokes, “imagine how horrible you have to be that your bitch has to risk her life to take some real dick, huh?”
Regardless of how mean his words were, I was enjoying them. He slapped me and handled me roughly, but I didn’t mind. My fingers tightened around the sheets as I threw my ass back against his cock, taking the full thrust of his strokes.
Soon, we switched positions, and I straddled him. I began to ride him hard, rising and falling over his cock. He took me by the waist, holding me in place as he thrust upward into my pussy. I was moaning hard, my breasts swinging as I felt the pleasure begin to accumulate. It was coming…
“Oh shit…” he groaned as he went faster. “I’m getting there!”
That was my cue, I pulled him, so he was sitting up. This gave me total control over our movement. I kept riding him hard, and he focused on my breasts, sucking on my nipples as I tightened my pussy walls around his cock.
“Fuck…” he groaned. “This is it!!!”
I felt his body tighten underneath me, and I knew at once that it was happening. I pushed him backward a bit, giving myself some space. I rose once more over his cock, and brought myself back down on it, taking it down to the balls.
He came hard, his entire body trembling and vibrating. As he shot his load inside me, he looked into my eyes. He saw then that they were glowing brightly, a sign that I was transitioning.
Just then, my claws jutted out of my fingers. His eyes widened in shock. He tried to react, but he was too late. With all the strength I could muster, I shoved my fist into his chest and grabbed his heart.
His mouth fell open as he stared at me, blood spilling down the sides of his lips. He was still jerking, his cock still buried inside me as his body spasmed.
“You talk too much, Thane,” I whispered as I squeezed his heart and then yanked it out of his chest, blood sprayed all over the room and all over my body.
The heart beat for a few seconds before it went dead in my hand. Meanwhile, I watched the life drain out of Thane’s eyes, and his corpse fell to the bed, bleeding profusely from the gaping hole in his chest. But I didn’t mind. His cock was still hard, and I resumed riding it.
“Ahh…” I moaned as I rode it, over and over, using the wall to balance myself.
And eventually, I came so hard I felt my bones rattle inside me.
“Oh fuck…” I gasped from shock as I finally got off him. Who knew I would enjoy riding fucking a dead Thane would bring me more pleasure than fucking a live one?
My legs were a bit shaky from my orgasm, but I couldn’t stay here. I rushed to the restroom, and in the mirror, I saw that I was totally covered in blood. I immediately cleaned up and returned to the room.
Once there, I stared at Thane’s corpse on the bed, lying in his own pool of blood, his cock was hard and covered with blood and pussy juice.
“The Almighty Thane,” I muttered with disgust. Now that my mission had been accomplished, everything about him was simply disgusting. “How the mighty have fallen.”
I took everything that could link me to the motel room, wore my hoodie to protect my identity, and walked out.
I knew exactly the shitstorm I had started.
By killing Thane, I kick-started what would be the most fatal wars for supremacy in the Bayou. Every Alpha worth their chops would want to take Thane’s place now.
Selena’s life was about to get royally fucked!
Yeah, I did that shit!
