by Cara Wylde
“Callum,” I whispered.
“Sierra.”
“Close the door.” He’d been so entranced by the lustful spectacle that he’d forgotten it open. “Come here.”
He closed the door, locked it, and cleared his throat as he stood there for a moment longer, with his back to me. Maybe he was thinking he should have walked out then and there. Maybe he could sense that I was in heat, and this time it was natural and genuine, and if he had been able to resist my chemically induced heat, he’d fail to do the same now.
“Callum, please. I need you.” I let out a moan, throwing the blankets off me and exposing my flushed body. I was warm to the touch, my skin flexible, glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. “Don’t hold back this time. I know you don’t want to.”
Finally, he turned to me. He was breathing heavily. The massive tent in his pants said more than words could.
“I thought I’d lost you.”
My eyes went wide, and I suddenly stopped touching my body. That wasn’t what I’d expected to hear. He closed the space between us and knelt on the floor, his knees pressing into the edge of my nest. I sat up, and when he spoke again, his warm breath brushed my lips.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there. I will tell you everything.” He cupped the side of my head with his hand, and I leaned into him. “I don’t expect you to understand. I don’t expect anything from you, Sierra, but I will tell you why I had to send Alaric to help you while I stayed behind. Like a coward.”
“You’re not a coward.”
“I have to confess my sins, Sierra.”
I shook my head and moved to nestle against his chest. “Not now. Now, I just need you to be here. Body and soul.” My hands traveled up to his neck. I caressed the back of his head, pulling lightly at his long hair.
“This weighs heavily on my heart…”
“Shh…” I looked up into his eyes. “Confess with your body, not your words.” I pressed my lips to his, and after a moment of stillness and stunned silence, he growled deep in his chest and slipped his tongue into my mouth.
I couldn’t believe this was happening. I had no idea what had gotten into me, what had made me so bold, but I had actually taken the lead and kissed Callum. This was my first kiss. Alaric and Father Rivera had fucked me and claimed me in more ways than I could count on my fingers, but they had never kissed me. And now, here I was, sharing a long, deep, passionate kiss with Warden Green, the only Alpha that hadn’t yet possessed my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he encircled my waist, pulling me close. Our tongues battled for dominance, and of course I knew this was just for fun, just to be a tease to him, because I was going to let him win. I felt like I was melting in his arms. My body was alight with need and love, and everything inside me vibrated deliciously. My pussy throbbed, releasing juices, and I soon climbed on his lap, rubbing myself on his clothed erection. My slick left a shiny trail on his pants.
He broke the kiss and smiled at me. His eyes locked onto mine, he placed his hands on my lower back, and as he lay me gently in the nest, I wrapped my legs around him. I was afraid he was going to leave me there, but if I held on to him tightly, maybe he wouldn’t.
“It’s okay,” he cooed.
“Take me.”
“If I do, there will be no turning back. We will be bonded forever.”
“We’re already bonded forever. The Wolf Spirit told me. It spared you because it recognized you as my fated mates.”
His eyes softened. He was on top of me now, fully clothed, and I had no intention to let him go. To my relief, it didn’t seem like he wanted to. He touched my hair, my face, my lips, traced my protruding clavicle with the tips of his fingers. I shifted under him, wanting more, looking for some friction.
“I must tell you something before we do this.”
“Confess later,” I whined, almost exasperated.
“No, this I have to confess now.” When I nodded, he continued: “I love you, Sierra. From this moment on, you are my Omega and I am your Alpha. I will protect you with my life.”
My heart skipped a beat. I let my arms and legs fall onto the makeshift bed, knowing he wasn’t going to run away this time.
“What about Officer Stone and Father Rivera?”
He smiled. “If they can share, I can share.”
This was the best day of my life. “I love you too,” I whispered. And that was when I realized that I loved all three of them, and it was crucial that they loved me back and accepted each other, accepted our unspoken arrangement.
He removed his clothes in a few quick, elegant motions, and he was inside me at last, pushing his weight against my small frame, filling me with his cock as he filled my mouth with his tongue. I closed my eyes and kissed him desperately as he pounded me with abandon, fast and hard, his hips moving at an impossible speed. It was rushed. He fucked me like I might have vanished at any moment. He fucked me like the orgasms he gave me tethered me to the ground and to him. I screamed my release once, twice. When he came, he held my face between his palms and looked me in the eyes. My slick walls clenched and unclenched around him, pulling him in, my pussy desperate for him to go deeper and release his seed at the entrance of my womb. His orgasm looked almost painful. His brows furrowed, and he growled as he pushed his cock all the way inside me and shot his seed in hot stream after hot stream. He’d been waiting for this moment for a long time, and now that he could finally fill me, he did, holding me down, holding me in place, as his knot grew inside me, locking us together. We were one.
I was exhausted for now. My body went limp, and he collapsed on top of me. He was too heavy, but I didn’t complain. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. My pussy throbbed around his cock. He was still hard. I knew that when the knot subsided, he would take me again and again, until we were both unable to move.
“You can confess now, Callum. I’m listening.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Warden Green
I was silent for a long while. Lying on top of her, I knew I was crushing her, suffocating her under my weight. Knowing that I had to move, think about her comfort and release her from the cage of my flesh, wasn’t enough. I needed this. I needed to make her disappear under me, inside me, I needed to disappear inside of her, because this was harder than I ever thought it would be. She was waiting for me to say something. My thoughts were a jumble, running in circles between the past and the present, and my voice refused to cooperate. And my Sierra… my Omega… She didn’t push me away, didn’t whimper in pain although I knew I was hurting her, she just held me in her arms and stroked my long, dark hair, waiting for me to gather my courage and be truthful to her for the first time.
Half an hour must have passed because I could feel my knot retreat inch by inch, and soon I was able to move inside her hot passage. She moaned when I pulled out until only the tip was in, closed her eyes and bit her lower lip in pleasure. I smiled and pushed my cock back inside her, went as deep as I could reach, and soon felt my tip grazing her cervix. Her pussy was soaked, my seed and her slick making it so easy to move in and out, slowly, deliberately, as I watched her beautiful face contort with lust. She wanted more, I could tell. Her body writhed under mine as she tried to rub herself against me, tried to get as much friction as she could everywhere. Her hard nipples brushed against my chest, making something in my stomach flutter and my heart beat faster. We weren’t fucking this time, we were making love. She ran her hands over my back, her sharp fingernails digging into my skin, and I loved it. It drove me mad with desire. I wanted her. Body and soul. Right here, right now, she was mine. I didn’t care that I hadn’t been the one to deflower her delicious pussy. On the contrary, Stone and Rivera had prepared her for me. Her cunt was wet, flexible, and tight when I needed it to be tight. As I increased the pace, she relaxed under me, opening herself to receive my cock. We fit like two pieces of a puzzle.
“I’ll tell you everything,” I whispered. “I don’t care how hard it is,
I’ll do it. I’ll manage. And I don’t care that you’ll hate me after, either. I will never hide anything from you, Omega.”
Her purple eyes snapped open. “I can never hate you.” She cupped my face with her small, pale hands. Her palms were warm and soft on my rough cheeks. “You’re my Alpha. No matter what you do, no matter what you did in the past, I am here to support you. I am here to hold you when you need me. And when you don’t, I’ll be waiting. I’ll be patient and never ask for more than you want to give. Not because I’m an Omega and it’s in my blood, but because I love you.” She pecked my lips. “Do you hear me, Callum? I love you.”
I bit my tongue hard. Her eyes staring into my soul, her palms holding me ever so gently… it was too much. She was too much, and I didn’t want her to see the tears that were quickly gathering in my eyes. I didn’t want her to see me weak and vulnerable. Because I was those things sometimes, and I did my best to hide them from the world. I buried my head in the crook of her neck, thinking that here I was, lying to her, when I’d just promised her I wouldn’t. But she, Sierra Carmine, had turned out to be more than I’d ever hoped to find in an Omega and a soulmate. She’d turned out to be more than a wretched man like me deserved.
She sighed and wrapped her arms around my neck. I moved faster, pushing us both toward the edge. We were so close. Too close. I needed more space to move, to possess her better, so I pulled out, flipped her on her side, and grabbed her from behind, pushing my cock inside her eager pussy as I held her leg in the air. She arched her back and fisted the sheets. Her red, swollen lips were parted, and every time I hit that sensitive spot inside her, she moaned loudly. The sound of our lovemaking filled the cell. It was wet, sloppy, and utterly intoxicating. I allowed myself to become lost in her, in the depths of her gorgeous body. Oh, how I wished we’d had a mirror on the opposite wall so I could see my cock thrusting in and out of her stretched pussy. Just thinking about it made me cum. Unable to hold back, I shot my seed in long, hot spurts, and her walls clenched around me as she rode her own orgasm, milking every drop I had to give. My knot grew inside her once again, and I pulled her leg back, over my waist, pressing her closer to me. My nose was nestled in her long blond hair. I inhaled deeply, allowing her scent to fill my lungs and every cell of my body. I wanted to be possessed by her just as much as I wanted to possess her. Eventually, I relaxed, and as I held her in my arms, I placed my lips at her ear and made my confession.
“Four years ago, I fell in love with an inmate. Her name was Vella. She was a Beta female, and the crime she was in for was nothing serious. She’d revealed the existence of werewolves to a human man. I thought her sentence was too harsh. Yes, the human had to be eliminated before he caused any damage, but what is a human compared to one of us? And anyway, she wasn’t the one who did it. It was the decision of the Administration and the Council of the Elders. The only crime she was guilty of was bad judgement.”
I wasn’t being very fair, and I knew it. Back then, Officer Stone had seen the situation like he always saw things: in black and white. He’d argued that it didn’t matter that Vella hadn’t pulled the trigger – metaphorically speaking, because the human man had surely been eliminated some other way, – she’d condemned him to death the moment she’d told him about our kind.
“Anyway, to me, it didn’t matter what she’d done. I felt so lucky that she’d come into my life. She stole my heart the moment I saw her.” Sierra sighed, and I realized giving her these details made no sense. She’d just told me she loved me, and here I was, talking about my love for another woman. A woman who’d been gone for four years. “I thought she was my soulmate.” What was wrong with me? I felt her stir uncomfortably in my arms. When she moved her hips, she pulled at the knot and whimpered in pain. She stood still, and I kept whispering in her ear: “For months, I was so happy. It felt like fate had finally smiled upon me.” My Omega’s distress made me grow hard inside her. Soon, I’d be ready to claim her again. The fact that she was jealous, the fact that I could sense she hated that I’d been in love before… It made me feel strong. It made me feel in control. Like I already had everything I could want from the woman I had knotted and could still ask for more. She didn’t say anything, though. Ever so submissive, she suffered in silence and didn’t stop me. “Vella took advantage of me. She was an inmate, I was the warden. She had me wrapped around her little finger, which meant that anything she desired, I did my best to provide for her. Better clothes, better food, freedoms that the other inmates couldn’t even dream to be granted. I would often ask Officer Stone to pretend he was throwing her in solitary, just so I could sneak her out of the prison and take her with me, in the woods. We drank wine and laughed by the fireplace, and we made love in my bed.”
Finally, Sierra couldn’t take it anymore. She tried to pull away, but the knot kept us bound. My cock deep in her pussy, my seed filling her to the brim. There was nowhere to go.
“Why are you telling me all this?” she whispered, her voice choked.
“I want to confess.”
She swallowed hard. Well, she couldn’t argue with that, could she? She nodded, and I continued my story.
“Everything was perfect until she tried to escape.” I caressed her cheek. “And now you know why I couldn’t come get you and I had to send Alaric.”
“I… don’t, actually.”
I sighed. “You’re right.” I fell silent. This was still hard. The thrill of making her jealous had disappeared, too.
“It’s okay, you can tell me some other time.”
“No. It has to be now. You deserve as much.” I sensed that she wasn’t convinced this was a simple confession anymore. It was, in fact. I had just… gotten ahead of myself, lost sight of the true purpose of it. “She tried to escape, and we chased her like we chased you today. For me, what happened today was a big, terrifying déjà-vu. Four years ago, Dark Moon Prison was in lockdown and all my officers were in the woods, searching for Vella. I was with them. She slipped out after the sun had set, and it took me nearly all night to find her. She was fast, she was smart… For weeks, she’d collected pieces of trash, of dirty laundry, clipped fingernails, and hair that she’d stolen from the other inmates, and then boiled them in a pot in the kitchen. She had access to the kitchen. She’d asked me for it, and I was stupid enough to give it to her. She drenched her own clothes in the dirty, foul water, let them dry, and then put them on for her escape. It took me and my officers hours to realize that she’d deceived us. The tracks we found in the forest smelled like other people, like other inmates. Her unique scent hid underneath the cocktail of all those foreign scents, and I was the only one who could identify it. And I did. When I realized that she hadn’t gotten out of the woods, I approached the hunt differently. She’d found a hiding place and was waiting for us to tire ourselves out and think that she was far away, when in fact, she was right under our noses. I found her in the old warden’s house. I never told you, but there was another warden before me.”
Sierra chuckled. “It makes sense. You’re young.”
“I’m not that young,” I smiled in her hair. She snuggled against me, and I could tell she wasn’t mad at me anymore. She’d probably guessed where my story was going… “The house was in ruins. Still is. I found her hiding in the basement, but when she saw me, she tried to escape again. She ran. I ran after her. She was shifted, and I was shifted. A black wolf chasing a yellow-furred one. She was blond, just like you. I caught up with her, jumped on her back, she managed to shake me off. Eventually, we ended up in the old gazebo, we fought, she bit me, scratched me, I was on top of her, crushing her, forcing her to submit. She wouldn’t, so I crushed her harder and harder, until…” I took in a sharp breath and released it with my next words. “Something snapped. She was small for a Beta. I was… bigger and heavier than her.”
“Oh my God.” Sierra covered her mouth with her hand and looked at me over her shoulder, her purple eyes as wide as saucers. “Oh my God.” The words came
out muffled.
“I killed her. I killed Vella, the woman I thought was my soulmate. I will never forgive myself for it.”
“It was an accident!”
The knot had subsided enough, so when she rolled on her side to face me, my cock slipped out of her.
“I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know? Of course you do. Callum, my love, it was an accident. You didn’t want to kill her. She just…” She sighed. “She was a Beta, not an Omega, like me. What she did was wrong. And even though she knew it, she fought back, she struggled.” She cupped my face with her hands, her fingers rubbing my temples gently. “An Omega would have never struggled. An Omega would have never left her Alpha. You could have come for me today because I wouldn’t have tried to escape. I never wanted to escape. It just… wasn’t my choice. But when it was, I chose to come back. I would have reached the prison, but I was so exhausted… Listen to me. It was an accident. She wasn’t your soulmate. I am. And I would never take advantage of you. I don’t even care about my freedom or about justice. I just want to be with you, my Alpha.”
I kissed her palm. “And with your other two Alphas.”
She blushed cutely.
Neither of us said anything for a while. I gathered her in my arms, and she fell asleep with her head on my chest. I felt lighter for having confessed my sins to her. What broke my heart a little was knowing they were her burden now.
