Chapter 5

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Lucius

Where was I? I opened my eyes, the dim light around me allowed me to make out my surroundings. I knew somehow I was in El's room. But everything was different. How could it be? I had it closed and forbade the access to it years ago. I was in a sofa right in front of the bed. Above the bed a dark stuffed wolf's head mounted as a hunting trophy. I looked down on the bed and she was laying there. I tried to stand up and go to the bed but I couldn't. She seemed to be sleeping in a silky red night gown hugging her curves as she moved slowly in her rest. I could smell her now, it filled the room and aroused me. I was already hard looking at her.

She suddenly woke up, sat up and turned her lustful eyes toward me. She looked down to the bulk in my jeans and smiled. She got on all fours and started walking in a feline way to the end of the bed. In this position, her heavy breast was exposed and I growled at the sight. When she sat at the end of the bed, the fabric of her gown went up her thigh. I had not seen that body in a long time but I remembered every part of it and ached for it. I ached for a release. I couldn't wait any longer. I opened my zipper and let out my massive erection and started taking care of it. As I was going up and down the length of the shaft I could see her moving her hips in arousal.

She delicately unfastened the top front button of her nightgown. Then a second, then a third. It was so slow it was torture. She managed to unfasten each button of her garment without exposing more skin. Come on! Open it! "Show me!" I ordered her. On these words, she spread her thighs, pulling the fabric on each side of her body and exposing both her already wet core and her dark nipples. She laid her left hand on the bed behind her, arching her back. With the right she touched her body. First, she ran her hand through her black hair to get them out of the way. Then stroked her face and put the tip of a finger in her mouth. She was playing for me and I could sense myself getting harder and harder at each move she made. Then her hand got lower to her breasts. She cupped the right one. It was too large for her hand but the perfect size for mine. I wished I could have been this hand in that moment when she pinched her erected nipple. I wanted to grab them, and force myself inside her but I could not move from the sofa. So I stayed there captivated by the dance of her fingers over her own body.

She spread her thighs even wider. Oh Goddess! It was dripping wet and almost glistened under the moon light. She reached her hand down and started pleasuring herself. She made circles on her clit, slowly, moving her hips to accompany the movement of her hand. I was following her speed on my own member and she locked eyes with me. She was moaning and she went faster. She was so loud it was deafening. The sounds of her moans filled the room, it seemed to be coming from everywhere around me. She plunged two fingers into her core and went hard. It turned me crazy. I wanted to take her right here, to go so deep it would hurt, to release in her again and again. I wanted to grab her wrists so that she could not move away from my pleasure. But it was as if I was glued to the sofa. So I went to work harder on myself. I was breathing heavily now. So close. She was mesmerizing, riding her own hand. I whispered "El" a few times as I felt I was getting close. As she was still fingering herself passionately, she ordered me to tell her who was getting me so mad, "You, Elestren!". She cried out in pleasure after that. She orgasmed as I've never seen before, without breaking the eye contact once. I could see all of the pleasure she gave herself in her eyes, as she was owning my pleasure. Suddenly she grinned with a carnivorous smile, closed her legs and said in a whisper "Not you!". The words resonated in my mind, as if a thousand voices spoke them. And before I could release, I opened my eyes.

I woke up suddenly. What was happening? I could not remember the dream I had but I was covered in sweat, my heart was beating fast and I was rock hard, painfully so. This idiotic doctor's advice to go rest was useless. They were all useless. I climbed out of bed to shower. Under the cold water, I thought about today. I was at the training centre lifting weights on the bench when I started feeling pain in my chest, the more it went the more powerful it became. For a while it was as if dormant, rising and trying to come to the surface. Then then pain got excruciating and for about half an hour, there, I thought I might die. It stopped at some point but it took hours to fully go away. Once I could move again, I went to the pack doctor, who examined me and found nothing wrong with me. He told me I looked a bit pale and that my heart rate was elevated but nothing to explain it. At that point, I wasn't in pain anymore, not really, not like it was at training. It was lingering like muscle aches after an intense workout. What was that? It wasn't the first time. In ten years, it had happened dozens, hundreds of times. It would last half an hour, one hour, two hours: the pain was so much in these moments I would wish to die but then it would go away. Neither the pack doctor or even lately the witch's little sister had no clue what was happening. Even with all the motivation of beatings and threats, they could not come up with any answers. I turned off the water and left the bathroom. I linked Beta Alfred that I would be on my way down to the hall in ten minutes.

"Hey Alpha, feeling any better?" Alfred asked me when I came in the hall.

"I'll be okay, what's up? You said you wanted to see me?"

"You and I received an invitation to a commitment ceremony over at the Yew Tree Pack. They seem to be quite powerful it could be good to meet with them."

"Why did they invite us? We don't really know them, do we?"

"Apparently the Beta's mate is from our old pack."

"Good! Let's go! When is it?" I said.

"Four weeks from now. Don't you wanna know who's the girl?" Alfred asked

"No, not really. She's some girl Imight have slightly known ten years ago. Who cares? It's just a girl, nothinguseful. I'm more interested in meeting the Alpha and Beta." 

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