by Unknown
“No – not at all, quite the opposite in fact,” she replied, growing bolder through the uncertainty in his voice. He nodded, with an endearing flicker of shyness.
“My females tell me that the Betas are the most attractive werewolves they’ve ever seen, so I’m sure you won’t be disappointed in them.” He leaned closer, inhaling the scent of her. “You’re ripe for mating, Delilah. I’m only surprised that your parents haven’t sought out a mate for you yet.”
“My father has been having difficulty finding a suitable one. He said there’s no rush.”
“But you have been desiring a mate, haven’t you? I can see it in your eyes.”
“Yes.” She cast her eyes to the ground. “I have.” He lifted her chin with his thumb, and brought his mouth to hers. His lips were so soft, despite looking so firm. He kissed her gently, and she surprised herself by kissing him back. Touching her jaw with one hand, he tangled his other hand in her hair and kept kissing her, his mouth pressing harder against hers. She parted her lips in response to the pressure from his, and the tip of his tongue slid into her mouth, with little flickering licks. As it slipped in deeper she sighed. At the same time, a tingle began between her thighs, which quickly became a throbbing ache. She’d never had such an intense desire before. She burned for him to touch her everywhere, on her breasts, between her legs and deep inside her. The thought of his big, strong fingers in her most private place made her crazy with desire.
Abruptly, he pulled back, and looked deep into her eyes, assessing her responses.
“I have to have you, Delilah,” he said in a voice thick with need. “Agreeing to mate with my pack will not only allow us to celebrate the bringing back of the light, it will form an unbreakable bond between our pack and yours. Please think about this. But now, in any case, I would very much like to be your first. If you agree?” She nodded, too eagerly, but she didn’t care. Her whole body was screaming out to be touched and filled by this insanely sexy male. Blaine smiled at her, in a way that was both tender and carnal.
“Prepare the bed!” he called to the females cowering in the corner of the room. Delilah had forgotten that they were there. They skittered forward, and began to spread layers and layers of animal pelts in the middle of the room, until they were many inches thick. As they worked, Blaine continued to look into Delilah’s eyes, and she held his gaze, tension crackling between them. “Now leave us, please!” he barked, and the females dispersed, Delilah catching pure envy in the eyes of each.
Gently, the huge Alpha wolf led Delilah to the bed. He was so much bigger than her that she barely came up to his chest, and, for the first time in her life, she felt tiny and breakable. He backed her onto the furs, and she sat down and allowed herself to fall back until she was lying flat on her back. He stared down at her from his great height, his body still covered in the black robe. Suddenly, he opened the robe and ripped it off, throwing it to the ground, and Delilah gasped at the sight of his body. He was even more muscular than the Omegas, every muscle honed, as if by a master craftsman, his abs a perfect six-pack, and his pecs rippling with strength. But, when her eyes fell on his penis, Delilah clapped her knees together. His desire for her was in no doubt. It was huge and fully erect. How could something that huge fit inside her?
“Don’t be afraid, little wolf,” he said, evidently seeing the shock in her eyes. “I won’t hurt you.” He knelt down in front of her, and pushed her knees apart, spreading her legs. He paused, drinking in the sight of her. “So beautiful,” he murmured. Then, he climbed on top of her and began to kiss her again. He kept her thighs spread with the weight of his body, but carefully avoided touching any of her sensitive areas. She wriggled and squirmed, half wanting him to touch her, half scared of what his cock would do to her.
“Shhh,” he whispered in her ear, and began to kiss her neck, with feather-light pressure, and then with his tongue, and then with little nips that excited her, drawing soft sighs from her lips. He pinned her arms down and traced a path with his mouth over her collarbones, across her chest, and finally onto her aching nipples. As he took the right one into his mouth, a path of fire shot all the way down to her already pulsing clit. He flicked it with his tongue, before sucking on it long and hard. He gave the left one the same treatment, while kneading with his hand, and she felt like he was feeding from her body. It was a euphoric, fluttery sensation that relaxed her, taking the edge off her nerves.
He moved down from her breasts, layering swirling licks over her soft tummy, and circling her belly button, before reaching the pale blond hair that covered her sex. She squirmed. She’d heard stories from her female pack mates that some werewolves liked to lick females there, but she thought it was a made-up story. A firm lick, right on her clit proved they’d been right. Delilah cried out. It was the most intense sensation she’d had in her whole life! It felt so good it almost hurt. He licked her again, and again, and she felt his lips surrounding her clit, sucking very gently, as his tongue continued to flick over it, back and forth.
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed. This was a hundred times better than her finger. Shyly at first, she placed her hands on his dark head, pulling him closer to her. She couldn’t get enough of it! Her pelvis began to jerk backwards and forwards of its own accord, creating the rhythm that would lead to one of the explosions she sometimes created when she was alone, deep in the woods, with nobody to see. She felt his finger touching her, a little lower down than her clit, circling a little, before sliding right inside her. Wow! It felt soft and hard at the same time, bringing liquid heat with it. She cried out again, her nerve endings sensitized, almost to the point of pain. She felt something stretching her a little inside, and realized he had two fingers inside her. He moved them back and forth, and her muscles began to spasm in pleasure. Blaine lifted his head from her clit.
“I think you’re ready now,” he said. He lifted himself so his body was arched over hers, and she caught sight of his penis again, even bigger than it had been a few minutes ago. She shivered.
“It’s ok,” he whispered, I promise.” He used one hand to spread her pussy, and with the other, he held onto his cock and began to guide it into her. She groaned as he entered her. Her muscles yielded and received him with little flutters. It felt incredible having something so big forcing its way inside her, opening her up. “Christ, you’re so wet,” he muttered. Her thighs were spread wide, encouraging him all the way in. He dropped down onto his elbows, and, with one slow thrust, he pushed his whole length into her. As his pelvis bumped against her clit, she cried out again.
“Have I hurt you?” he asked, looking down at her. She shook her head. He pulled nearly all of the way out, and, as frustration welled up in her, he pushed it back in again. God! The friction of his cock sliding in her slippery wetness was unbelievable. Again he moved slowly out, and in again, and once more, and twice more. Then he lifted her thighs up higher, and went deeper into her. She hadn’t thought it was possible to take more of him, but there he was, buried in the burning core of her body. He began to move faster and harder, his pelvis butting against hers. Her breath was coming in sighs and pants, and she wrapped her arms around him, her nails digging into his back. She was making all kind of yelps and moans, and then, unexpectedly, she let out a savage growl. Blaine stopped moving and laughed.
“Your wolf wants to come out! Don’t worry, it’s natural for this to happen at the beginning, but we werewolves can only mate in our human forms, or we lose our humanity forever.” Her wolf whimpered and backed away. He continued fucking her, thrusting in and out of her vigorously. Her insides felt like they were on fire, every single nerve stimulated beyond belief. She held onto his ass, pressing him into her, and at last she couldn’t hold back any more, and an orgasm hit her, beginning deep inside, rippling through her pussy in delicious spasms that gripped his cock tightly, and fanned out all over her body in waves of pleasure. She closed her eyes as she came, letting her body relax and surrender to its most primal impulse.
; For a minute or so afterwards, she was barely conscious. Eventually, she opened her eyes. Blaine was looking down at her with a mixture of happiness and amusement.
“I don’t think I need to ask whether you enjoyed that,” he said, with a smirk. She became aware that his big cock was motionless inside her.
“I’m sorry, please don’t stop,” she said. He smiled acknowledgement at her and continued pumping into her, even harder than before. It only took eight more thrusts before he exploded too, with a mighty roar that shook the walls of the room, making fragments of ice fall from the ceiling. He collapsed over her body, balancing his weight on his arms so he wouldn’t crush her. After a moment, he pulled out of her, and her body felt bereft without him there.
He moved to the side of her and turned her body so that he was spooning her. “That was incredible, Delilah,” he said.
“Really?” she asked. How could that be true when she was so inexperienced?
“You have an exceptional capacity for pleasure, and that’s a very precious thing,” he whispered in her ear. He pulled a couple of the furs over their bodies. “Now it’s time to sleep.” Delilah did feel incredibly sleepy, but an anxious thought jolted her wide-awake:
“But what about my family? They’ll be so worried about me!”
“Relax. We’ve sent word to them already. They’ll be honored to hear that you’re with the Ice Palace pack, trust me.”
“Ok,’ she whispered. He kissed her on the cheek, and before long, she heard his breathing slow and deepen.
*
When Delilah awoke the room was dark. What time was it? 8am, her wolf told her. She’d slept all night, without any dinner? For her, that was unheard of! She stretched and turned onto her back, and bumped against something warm and unyielding. She reached out with her hand and felt the softness of skin. He’s still here! She’d expected that he would have slipped away during the night, instead of sleeping close with her, like a pack mate.
“Morning,” he said drowsily.
“Sorry to wake you,” she whispered.
“No, it’s fine, I never usually sleep this long.” He sat up and stretched. “You must be hungry?”
“Starving,” she admitted.
“Come on. I’ll take you to breakfast.” She slid out from under the furs and went to the bathroom that he indicated, behind one of the hangings on the wall. Then he led her out of the room.
The other werewolves were waking up too, yawning and stretching, and crawling out of beds and tangles of bodies. Delilah looked at them differently now. Her eyes were bright with pride. She’d just mated with the Alpha of the pack; he’d claimed her body and made her fully an adult werewolf. She drew many glances as she followed Blaine down the twisting corridors of the palace – of awe, envy and desire. And she found that the eyes on her body were arousing to her now. She looked the male werewolves in the eye as they looked at her, and wondered what it would be like to have their cocks entering her body, their hips pounding against hers in the heat of passion. By the time she entered the breakfast room, her cheeks were flushed and her pussy was wet.
Delilah and Blaine ate alone, in a beautifully furnished room. She figured out that it was an exclusive place for the Alpha and his guests.
“Have you been thinking about my proposition?” he asked her, when they’d finished a large, delicious meal.
“I have,” Delilah said. She stared down at the table and swallowed hard. “And the answer is yes.”
“And you understand what you’re agreeing to?” Images of the men she’d seen in the corridors taking her, one after the other, flashed through her mind, and her pussy clenched.
“I do,” she said. Blaine broke into a grin, and kissed her on the lips.
“Good girl. I’ll be there too, of course. And the pack will expect to see your ultimate submission to me before they are permitted to mate with you. Please don’t forget that. Now, the females will prepare you.” At that moment, as if they’d been waiting outside the door, all the girls from the previous day bounded into the room together, and swept Delilah away with them.
They took her back to the bathroom that she’d already visited that morning. The huge, sunken circular tub was already full of steaming water, and they led her into it, tumbling in afterwards. They soaped her body thoroughly, one washing her limbs, another her hair, a third her breasts, a fourth between her legs. They were so enthusiastic that Delilah abandoned herself to the strangeness of it, allowing herself to relax and enjoy the sensation of being attended to by so many women. They lifted her out and placed her on a bed of towels, and two of them carefully dried her. Then, the girl with the silvery voice took some ointment that smelled of roses and anise and began to massage it into her body. She paid particular attention to her breasts, rubbing it into her nipples.
“This will fortify you and prevent any chafing today,” she explained. She spread Delilah’s legs, and before she knew what was happening, started to massage it into her pussy as well. “It will help a lot here too.” She rubbed her labia with firm strokes. It was a warm, gently arousing sensation. One of her fingers slid inside Delilah’s pussy and the squeaked at the unexpected intrusion. “It’s very important that we put it here as well,” the girl said, with a hint of sternness.
“Ok,’ Delilah said, and allowed her thighs to fall wide apart again. The girl worked a second finger into her, stroking her insides all over, twisting her fingers from side to side, making sure every inch of her was covered in the ointment. It was turning her on quite a lot, and she hoped she wasn’t getting wet. At last, the girl removed her fingers, and Delilah made a small sound of disappointment. Finally, she spread the ointment onto Delilah’s lips, working it well into the corners.
“Ok, you’re good,” she said. They pulled her to her feet and fanned her long blond hair out around her shoulders.
“The pack is truly in for a treat today,” one of them said, her voice laden with jealousy, and her eyes darting all over Delilah’s body. “You are a truly beautiful woman.”
“They are indeed,” the silvery-voiced one said. And so are you, Delilah. “It would be a dream come true for one of us to be given to the pack like this.”
“But it could never happen for us in our pack,” another one said.
“Of course we will mate with all of the Omegas later!” a third one said.
“But it is nothing compared to being chosen as the Queen of the Ice Palace!”
The females led her out of the bathroom, not back into the main room, but through another door that led to a corridor.
“Please wait here for a moment. The Betas and Omegas are assembling inside the bedroom.” She was going to be taken by the Betas and the Omegas? She hadn’t bargained on that. She began to tremble. Inside the room she could hear excited chattering, becoming louder and louder.
“Don’t be afraid,” several of the females whispered.
“We are ready for the she-wolf!” a voice boomed from the bedroom.
“Walk into the middle of the room and kneel down on the furs,” the silvery-voiced one told her. “Everything else will become obvious.” Giggling excitedly, the females kissed her on the cheeks and guided her into the room.
As soon as Delilah saw the male werewolves gathered there, she stopped dead. There were at least 20 of them. Her limbs became leaden and her cheeks burned. So many eyes were watching her! Someone gave her a gentle push in the back, and she walked forward. Panic had made her vision blurry, and she could just make out the pile of furs in the center of the room. She went over to them and kneeled down, as she’d been told, judging that she should be facing the males who were watching her so keenly.
For what seemed like a long time, nothing happened. Delilah’s gaze had been fixed on the floor, but when the silence stretched for longer and longer, she looked up. The males were regarding her with no less interest. She saw that most of them were hard already, and the sight of their desire for her made her arousal rise up strongly. At last, there was a moveme
nt behind the door to the left of the men, and Blaine strode into the room. He was wearing the black robe again, the hood pulled over his head, which made him look powerful and a little sinister. He stood in front of Delilah and pulled the robe off in a single movement. She gasped, amazed anew by his incredible muscle tone, and his big, hard cock. He stepped closer, until his cock was an inch from her face. She looked up at him, uncomprehending.
“Open your mouth, little wolf,” he said, amusement in his eyes. The tip of his cock touched her lips, and obediently she parted them. It nudged against her teeth, and she slackened her jaw, letting it slide in. It was too big to go in her mouth! She tried to stretch her jaw wider and wider, but still it kept coming, completely filling her mouth. Instinctively, she flicked her tongue over it and Blaine groaned. She looked up and saw his eyes were full of desire.
“Keep looking at me,” he said. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and let her recover, before sliding it back in again. It went further this time, and she coughed as it hit the back of her throat. “Easy,” he whispered. He pulled it out, and back in, and out, and in. Little by little, her mouth could accommodate him more, and he began to slip in and out smoothly. It excited her to pleasure him with her mouth, as he’d pleasured her with his the day before. She became aware that her clit was aching, and her wetness was already seeping out of her. It became increasingly difficult to maintain eye contact with those hypnotic emerald-green eyes. Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see the males craning their necks around the sides of him, trying to get a better look at the Alpha wolf penetrating her mouth.
Eventually, Blaine withdrew from her, leaving her lips tingling. She sat motionless as he walked behind her. His hand pressed on her back, easing her forwards, until she had to put both hands down on the furs for balance. His hand tangled in the hair at the nape of her neck and he pushed her head down, so far that the fur tickled her face. At the same time, her ass lifted up, and she blushed at the view she must be giving him. The Betas and Omegas murmured sounds of appreciation. Suddenly, Blaine forced himself into her. She yelped as his cock went all the way in, with no time for her body to prepare for it, and the audience let out growls and snarls of excitement. He kept hold of her hair, and started to thrust in and out of her. There was none of the gentleness of last time; his movements were hard and unrestrained. And it was almost more than she could cope with. She yelped and whimpered, but he showed her no mercy. Soon, he came, ejaculating into her with a loud roar. As he pulled out of her and let go of her hair, she lifted her head and saw that the Betas and Omegas were watching him with pride. Blaine stood in front of her.