Alpha Erebon

Chapter 9

Sabrina's POV

It's a cold night, so I stoke the fire in the fireplace before the sun rises.

My girls sleep so soundly, nothing wakes them.

I slept an hour or two, but I kept waking up in anticipation of Erebon visiting to help with my 'condition'.

Impatience was making me antsy, so I sat up reading through old books stored in the cottage.

After that I lay down and even dared to touch myself for my own pleasure, thinking about Alpha Erebon. It wasn't long until my fingers were soaking wet and my pussy was throbbing after I reached an orgasm by myself. I anxiously look at the time, twenty more minutes.

Oh, no, I'm so impatient. Why couldn't I have just waited?

I feel guilty that I already came before Erebon has even arrived. I panic with self-doubt as I sit up, thinking of having a cold shower just to wipe away my own stench of desperate pheromones. As I slip from the bed, tip toeing to the bathroom – I hear an early knock at the bedroom window.

I spin around, wearing nothing but my panties – and they were soaked through.

I stand, frightened and frozen, feeling caught red handed as Erebon slides up the window carefully, half-naked and burning steam from how hot his own temperate runs compared to the chill in the morning air.

Erebon hops in, being decent enough to have brought his suit pants – but he quietly shuts the window and notes my bedroom door is shut, so we have our privacy. I didn't expect him to arrive early.

Now he looks me over, head to toe, the corner of his mouth lifting up.

"Hello, Alpha," I whisper, my hands hover over my belly, I wanted to cover myself but I'm scared he might focus too heavily on my panties and notice how wet I am already, "Can you lie down on the bed please?" I direct him with my finger, "I'll be a... moment."

Erebon moves closer to me, shaking his head, erasing the distance between us in seconds as he takes my hands and simply holds them in his, while he looks at me harshly. The judgemental heat of an Alpha's glare. He's probably regretting being so kind to me.

I lower my head, trying to hide my nervousness.

"You know you're awfully bossy when you're horny, Sabrina," Erebon growls playfully, I glance up quickly to see him smirk, a sharp fang on display.

"Oh, shit... am I?" I whisper, feeling worse, "I'm so sorry, I didn't even realise I was ordering you around. I just... think I can handle it better if I do the steps – to relieve the ache... inside me – I mean my heart," I try to come up with an excuse, "Since we're not – not together, like that. You don't owe me anything, and I don't want you to think you have to do any of the work. So please just lie down. I'll make you feel good."

Erebon rolls his eyes and lets go of my hands, moving slyly to the bed.

"Mmhmm..." Erebon lays down where I told him too, reclining with his hands behind his head on my pillow, his nostrils flaring... his eyes narrowing.

He's starting to smell it. Oh, no!

I quickly move into the bathroom, aiming to dry off some of the wetness – it was good I was wet, but being this wet at the beginning was humiliating. He'd think I was some kind of slut – I reach for the toilet paper, ripping off a few pieces.

"Sabrina," Erebon growls low from the bedroom, pissed, "Come here," I quickly fold the paper, dropping it on the edge of the sink and tip toeing to the open door of the ensuite, crossing my arms over my breasts – I see him sitting up, two of his fingers pressed to the soaked sheets... where... where I had been...