by Ashlee Price
Aria waited for more, but it seemed the story had ended or had yet to be finished. There were strange words sprinkled in that she wondered about. His eyes burned into hers and she looked down at her plate to avoid the contact. His pull on her was stronger when their eyes met and she did not want to feel the overwhelming sensation there in front of all of the prying eyes of his family.
“That is quite a story Keith. You all seemed to have heard it before.” Aria kept her mind clear. She started to think about the bathroom and how badly she had to go. She didn’t really, but she just filled her mind with thoughts like that. After several moments, Keith bent down and told her to follow the hall to relieve herself.
In that moment, Aria realized three things. That he could and possibly all of them could read her thoughts. Which made him seriously not normal and that she had to get the hell out of there because the idea that they weren’t crazy was even worse than sitting in the woods with a bunch of crazy people.
Aria tried to think of only the bathroom, overshadowing her other thoughts that she couldn’t control. She stood up and ignored the eyes on her. She looked down at her feet as she went the way he had suggested. She found the door and when she shut the hard wood, she locked the handle and the slid lock on the top. Aria needed a moment to think and she hoped she was far enough away. She didn’t know how their telepathy worked or why, she just needed to go. Aria didn’t want to know anymore, especially if it was in the same ilk as the story was. It was too fantastical to believe, but the situation was too strange not to.
She was lost in her misery and her fate that seemed to be so far from what she had thought about only hours before. She was on an adventure, but surely it wasn’t the one that she really wanted. It was in her despair that she saw the window in the corner of the plush bathroom. While the window was small, her determination won out and she was quickly squeezing through the small opening. The clear night air tasted like freedom and she did not even care that she got dirt on her hands and clothing where she fell onto the ground. Nothing mattered but getting away from wherever she was. Aria had no idea where she was going to go, but she knew that it had to be better than there.
***
“Looks like we have a runner.”
Petra smiled to herself, but quickly veiled it with the sharp look from the pack’s Alpha. “I am sorry. Would you like me to go get her for you? It is almost time.”
Keith glanced at the woman and then at the way her scent trailed.
“No, I will.”
Nothing was going how it was supposed to and he knew that they would miss the ceremony if he did not get her back in time. His heart raced as he leapt out the window that she had escaped. His eyes changed as the moon light hit his body and he took off in the direction of her scent. It wasn’t long before he picked up other smells that bothered him. His change was complete and by the time he got to Aria, she was cornered by a man who was trying to console her.
Aria’s eyes widened at the large wolf that suddenly appeared. The eyes were familiar and she felt drawn to it.
“Aria, stay away from that beast. That is your husband. We need to leave now. They need to keep their fate as it should be.”
Aria looked at the man who claimed to be her father. She could see the resemblance in their faces, but she kept looking over to her husband. She knew he was different, but she never would have guessed what he’d become. It was then that her father wielded a short, crooked blade and pushed her down to get at the creature. Aria couldn’t believe she had found her voice, “Stop! He is my husband!”
The wolf looked at her with those eyes and was surprised when she moved in front of him, shielding him from the man. No one was more surprised by her action than she was, but she knew that she had to protect him for some reason. Maybe she believed in the stories or maybe it was the way he made her feel when he touched her. Either way, Aria couldn’t see him hurt by anyone, even someone who said that they were related by blood.
“Leave us or I will release him and let him have his way with you, father.”
The man shrank back, fear in his eyes as she put her arm loosely around the wolf’s neck. It was larger than it should have been and by the way it was growling, she’d have been afraid to. If it wasn’t Keith, the man of her destiny, she’d have already swooned from the size of him. He could put terror into anyone’s heart except her. She was oddly aroused and couldn’t wait for his form to change back and for him to finish what he had started in the shower. Aria was tired of waiting.
Chapter 7
“I am so sorry I left Keith.”
The wolf didn’t speak, she didn’t know if it could. He urged her onto his back and she slid her legs across him and moaned softly as she felt the soft fur through the thin undergarments and tight leggings. She clung to his fur as he suggested, her own mind answering the questions that he had.
“How?”
“You’re my Queen my dove. All of the pack can do it and you’re one of us now.”
Aria had no more questions and certainly no more space in her brain for the answers. She once again felt herself calmly accepting what was to be, even though she knew not what it was. There was no more fear of what was to come, but excitement as she slid back and forth on his furry back. The muscles in his legs bunched as he took her back to her home and back to the fate she tried to run away from.
***
Aria was brought into a room that she had not been into. Keith referred to it as the altar room and there were candles lit everywhere. A symbol was drawn onto the floor and it was lined with more candles. Everyone from the dinner was there and though their eyes were just as intense, she felt less and less uneasy.
“Here?”
Keith shook his head. The skylight let the moonlight through and his skin appeared metallic for a moment. Her heart started to slam in her chest. He had told her what to expect or what would happen. They were to consummate their marriage and apparently, Aria was going to have to do it in front of all of those people.
Keith directed her out of her clothing and only stopped when she stood in her dark bra and panties. His eyes devoured her and the idea that others were watching only a few feet away, made it all seem so much naughtier. Her body was already responding to the situation, her thighs slickening with her need.
“Are you ready to accept me Aria? All of me from this day forward, always?”
She nodded her head. Her answer seemed more important then, than it had when they were getting married. His eyes had gotten dark enough to be black and they were looking at every inch of her.
“More.”
Her hands went to the clasp behind her back. Once her breasts were free, she pulled her arms out of the straps, holding the cups up to herself. She moved her body teasingly. It was the more that he wanted and he went to her. She was standing in the center of the symbol, the others all around them. Her eyes caught a glance of Petra and she was surprised to see a look of lust on her face.
Keith wanted more and pulled her arms down, the bra falling down her chest as well. He hissed between his teeth as her hard pink nipples stared back up at him. She gasped as he touched her, his fingers rolling her tips back and forth in his digits. Aria moaned in her throat and pulled him down to her level for a kiss. She wanted more and soon she felt him helping her to the floor. The tile was hard and cool against her heated flesh. His body quickly covered hers, pressing his hips into her softness. His hardness was such a big contrast to her curves and voluptuous body. She was his yin to her yang.
Then she didn’t care. His hands were at the side of her panties and he started to jerk down the fabric, hard enough that a rip was heard in the silent room. Aria stared up through the skylight at the moon. Somehow it seemed to grow as her husband’s hands pulled her thighs apart. Inches from her core, she could feel his hot breath on her, driving her wild.
She thought the word stop and he looked up at her abruptly. Aria smiled and pushed his face downwards. She groaned with the contact and was qui
ckly lost in the magic that his tongue brought. She could feel the hot wetness swirling around her nub, then up and down her slit. He was driving her crazy.
His mouth became more aggressive and his tongue was replaced with suction. Glorious suction brought her to new heights and she was left panting on the ground. His hands held her thighs immobile and she was left to take what his mouth gave her. It was too much and she was quickly at the same precipice as before. Her body tensed, her muscles tightening almost painfully.
“Please don’t stop.”
Aria wasn’t sure if she said it out loud or in her head, but it didn’t matter, everyone heard it anyways. Her eyes watched those watching her. Arousal was evident and a couple had started to touch themselves or each other. Sexual tension was thick in the air and then she exploded as all of his concentration went to her engorged button.
She cried out, the sound echoing off the walls. Her eyes were filled with the bright moon and the longer he touched her, the more she felt attuned to the glowing orb in the sky. Perfection was what came to mind as he slowed his touch, to allow her to come down. Her body shook with aftershocks and she wished that he’d give her more. Her body urged him forward. She wasn’t even sure what she was going to receive, but she wanted it. Aria had accepted her fate and as crazy as it sounded. Her pack too. Even though they were not touching her, her body could feel their eyes caress. It added to her excitement and the moment that she had always thought would be so private. She had always wanted it to be special and at least she was rest assured to get that.
Keith stood up in front of her. His hands went to his own clothing and her eyes were the ones that got to watch. His shirt revealed a thick chest, muscled and covered in fine brown hairs. Aria sat up as he went for the buttons on his pants. Going to her knees, she moved his hand aside, wanting to be the one that revealed him. Her teeth pushed against her bottom lip and she pushed the zipper down slowly. She noticed nothing in that moment but him.
His purple head was first to appear. It had grown out of his boxers and was sticking out of the top. Her mouth went to the engorged member in her face and her tongue swirled around the salty tip. When she pulled back a string of his excitement followed her. She heard a groan from above her and she had to love the sound of it. It pushed her mouth forward to enclose around the bit that was showing. His pants had fallen to his knees, but his boxer briefs were still in place. Her hand came up to rub the tightening balls that hung below, still encased in cotton. He was so hot. She could feel the heat on her palms as she played.
“Stop.”
He did not utter a word, but his message was clear. She whimpered and looked up at him. His gaze was tense and she winked at him before her hand pulled down the top of his underwear and took as much as she could into her mouth. Keith groaned and thrust forward, burying himself deep down her throat. Aria gagged before coming up. Her eyes started to water as she pushed herself back down. She wanted to take his control as he had.
“Stop!”
The words thundered in her head and she pulled off with a choking sound. She had a smile on her face as he started to push her back down onto the cool tile. She had little time to worry of one thing, as the determined man covered her body with his own hardness. Her thighs fell open invitingly and his cock slid right where it was supposed to go.
It felt different than it had on the shower and it looked larger above her. It reminded her of a snake, ready to strike. She slid her legs around his waist and pulled him towards her. Their lips locked and his cock pressed against her. Aria moaned. Her body shaking as he pushed in against tightness. Her eyes fluttered shut and she tried to stop the tensing on her insides. Each muscle that contracted made him feel bigger inside of her. Before he was all the way in, Aria could feel another wave of pleasure take over her.
Keith kissed her and thrust the rest of the way in. His mouth muffled her cry and his groan. The pair were in bliss with the whole world falling away. The need that she had felt since she had met Keith felt complete and it was her that started to rock back and forth, needing the tension and friction with him moving inside of her. She urged him with her hips and with her tongue.
Keith pulled back and stared down at her, his expansive chest heaving as he tried to control his true urge.
“More.”
The words were so light on her lips and her hips pushed him deeper. Keith pulled out suddenly and gripped her thighs, pulling her closer to him. He slammed forward with the jerk of her body, leaving them both gasping. Hands touched and probed naked bodies around the couple, but it was only them to in his eyes. Hugging his thighs to his chest, he pushed them together as he pushed forward.
The more was too much for them both. He started to pound in and out of her in a flurry and she was screaming out his name. His own desire was coming to a head and she screamed loud as his length expanded at the base. It got so big she couldn’t have moved if she wanted to. In her throes of pleasure, the pressure and stretching grew until she thought she was going to explode. Then he did. Keith spewed his seed deep against her womb, the knot guaranteeing the next generation implanted fully.
~THE END~
Sold to the Alpha Vampires
Chapter One
I awoke to a soft, shuffling sound. It was then that I realized my hands had been bound and I was lying naked on my side. My mouth had been taped over, muffled.
But then the whole world moved and I realized I wasn’t in a room but in a moving vehicle. I could feel my heart begin to beat faster as panic rushed into my head. I tried to scream but I felt like I had no mouth to voice my sentiments and despair.
And so I struggled. I tried to free myself but I was bound with my hands behind my back. My feet were bound, my hands and arms were bound, and there was nothing to cover my shame but the comfort of darkness.
“Mmf!”
I heard a voice. At first I thought it was a trick in my mind, as if I was hearing my own voice echo in my head but then I heard another muffled cry and then another. Soon enough I realized that I was not alone.
‘Help!’ I tried to cry out but the only sound that escaped me was a muffled, senseless oomph.
I need to get out. I need to find a way out of this situation and quick. But in order to do so I needed to remember how I got there in the first place.
So I shut my eyes - well, I can only think I did because with the blindfold so tightly wrapped around my head I couldn’t even tell if they were closed or if they were open and blinded by the cloth and attempted to recall the last place I was before waking up a prisoner.
I recall being in my room which should have been this morning but it felt like it was ages ago. I was getting ready to take my college entrance exam. I just graduated high school and this would be my first time in college and I was planning on heading over there with my friend Tammy when things just derailed.
I remember waiting for a bus but then it started to rain. The downpour was quite heavy and I was wearing jeans and a tank top so I was starting to get really cold and frustrated. That was when a car came by and asked if I needed a ride.
There was absolutely no way I was going to get in a car with a stranger. Even if I had to walk to school in the middle of the rain I’d do it than to get in a vehicle with someone I never met before. I learned my lesson back in high school. I went with a boy once and I lost my virginity for that.
Boys were always looking at me with hungry eyes. I consider myself a BBW since I wasn’t a skinny stick that most men figured as “sexy”. I had a few extra pounds but all that meat and curves went to all the right places. I knew I could draw man’s attention with my butt and my tits but never would I even risk it with a stranger.
Yet this time I saw something different in the driver’s face. When he rolled down his windows to talk to me I realized there was something odd with his eyes. They seemed... distant, like he was looking beyond me despite our gazes meeting each other.
He was a tall, lean man with skin so pale they could be milky white
. He was even more pale than I was I wondered if he was some sort of albino. This was compounded even more by the strange color in his eyes. They looked as if he had cried for days and weeks non-stop, just stark-white balls with dead-black pupils. There was absolutely no color to his eyes. It was if his pupils were black holes that sucked the color from his whole body.
The only part with color was his jet-black shoulder-length hair that stood out even more against the paleness of his face. He had his hair slick and brushed up. Recalling how he looked now I could say he resembled some kind of corpse. A handsome corpse, sure, but lifeless nonetheless.
He beckoned me to come closer, to talk, and despite my guts telling me I should stay away I opened the passenger door and entered. I didn’t feel threatened and I didn’t feel scared.
The man leaned closer and gave me a light tap on the chin before he caressed my cheek. It was odd but not awkward. He brushed away the dangling, wet strands of hair from my face as he smiled and motioned for me to put on my seat belt.
I did and he started to drive away. I never told him where I was heading but he seemed to know exactly where I needed to be. It was if he read my mind before I could speak the words out of my lips.
“What is your name, pretty flower?” he finally asked when we were just about five minutes away from the college. His accent seemed a little off, like a strange mix of British and Russian or Hungarian. I didn’t want to offend him by asking where he was from so I simply stuck to answering his question.
