Wicked Cravings

13.You got a Spell on Me💫

Atlas was the first to wake. From his estimation, it was just after 6 am, and they had tapped out from pleasure some hours ago. Octavia's auburn hair was fanned out over his pillow, and they were both naked under the sheets, as neither of them could bother to put on clothes after last night's session.

She had her back turned to him, and it seemed they liked to spoon, as his morning wood poked her continuously in the ass. He was still horny; he was always horny for her. All he needed to do was think about her, and his dick saluted every idea.

Most of which ended inside her.

"Atlas."

He heard her say softly as she rolled to face him.

"Yes, Huntress."

Atlas said, as that name suited her so well. She was the predator, and he was the prey at her mercy.

"I want to fuck you, now."

Octavia said, and Atlas couldn't find one reason to say no—not that he could say no, not that he would.

"Are you sure?"

Atlas asked as she smacked him playfully on the face. He growled at her, and Atlas felt the reins of his control slipping. Xandros grabbed her neck, squeezing firmly enough to keep her from moving but softly enough not to hurt her.

"Now, why would you do a thing like that?"

Xandros asked as Octavia felt thrilled at the prospect of being manhandled.

"Because I don't want to be treated softly. I want to be dominated. I may not be a wolf, but I'm an alpha in my own right."

Octavia said as Xandros listened and acknowledged that what she was saying was true. So, if she didn't want sunshine and flowers, he could give her thorns and thistles.

"Get on your fucking knees."

Atlas demanded as Octavia scurried from the bed and fell to her knees, placing her hands in her lap at the farthest end.

"Good Huntress, now crawl to me."

Atlas said as he watched her stalk him, like she was the predator and he was the prey. He had never felt so vulnerable as he understood the trust she placed in him was astounding. He had fallen for her so many times over.

But every time she did something like this and surprised him, he fell for her even more.

"Do you want to suck my cock?"

Atlas asked as she nodded eagerly.

"Use your words, Huntress."

Atlas urged as Octavia said softly, "Yes."

The slap to her ass tingled. It was sharp and painful, but she felt a tingle between her legs as she couldn't quite name or identify the feeling.

"Yes, what?"

Atlas asked as Octavia felt between her legs, wet with fluids.

"Yes, Alpha."

She said as Atlas nodded his head for her to do as she pleased, as they both wanted.

"Good girl. You can now take my cock in your mouth."

Atlas granted as Octavia moistened her lips. She sucked on the tip of his dick, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock. Atlas grabbed a fistful of her hair.

"Slowly, Huntress, or I'm going to finish prematurely in your mouth."

Atlas warned as Octavia looked up at him and smiled.

"That's the plan."

Octavia said, and before he could process her words, her mouth was back on his dick, sucking, swirling, slurping him like he was her favorite treat. She enjoyed taking him inside her. And then he felt her fingers play with his balls. He was going to lose it. He was going to come right here, right now, with her pretty little lips wrapped around his cock.

"I can't...you can't."

Atlas started. He loved what she was doing, don't get him wrong, but at the end of the day, she was only human, and he didn't want her to choke on his dick. And no, he wasn't just being an egotistical asshole; it had actually happened with some of his previous lovers.

"Octavia, I don't want to hurt you."

Atlas pleaded as he tried to withdraw from her mouth, but her hand clutched at his ass, keeping him in place as Atlas could feel his cock hitting the back of her throat. And she wasn't gagging. And that was the moment he realized that she had no gag reflex.

"Fuck, you're no Huntress, you must be a witch because you must have some sort of spell over me."

He whispered as within seconds he roared his release, filling her mouth, then coming all over her face, her breast, coating her in his fluid, as his scent, his essence became infused with hers.

"Fuck, Octavia, I didn't mean to..."

Atlas started to explain, thinking she would be mad. She smiled and used her tongue to clean her lips.

"Fuck, that was good. So, I'm going to get cleaned up; you can change the sheets."

Octavia said as Atlas watched her wander naked towards his bathroom. She stopped at the door, turned to him, and spoke.

"Maybe next time you can aim for inside here."

She said as she touched her pussy and brought her fingers to her lips.

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