Alpha's Sex Slave

FOUR

Days passed and I still hadn't asked Mason any questions. I'm not scared to ask, but I'm willing to wait from him to tell me on his own. He hasn't come to bed in days. I look at myself in the mirror that hangs upon one of the walls. I'm no longer curvy. I haven't feed in days. The environment was different here and the animals are a lot harder to track down. I turn away from my reflection and I strip from my clothing looking for one of Mason's over sized shirts.

I slip into his grey sweatshirt and I let my hair down. I look out the window that's next to me and I put down the brush that I was about to brush my hair with. I place my hands on either side of the window. I miss my home. But this is my new home. Soon the door opens and I can smell Mason and I can hear him walking slowly towards me. "Where have you been?" I ask quietly.

He doesn't respond instead me puts his hands on my waist and kisses my neck softly. I don't move instead and I speak once more, "Where were you?" He stops and sighs, "I've been tracking." I raise an eyebrow and turn to look at him, "For almost a week?" He nods, "Yeah it's a lot harder to track a pack of rouges when you have nothing to track with."

I nod understanding his reasoning. He looks down at me once again and he leans in, "I need to show you something." His lips brush mine. He takes my hand and walks towards our closet and opens the double doors. He pushes all our clothes to the right and moves a frame exposing a small button. He presses it and the wall splits into two. There is a stair case leading up. He walks up and pulls me along with him.

Once we reach the top of the stairs he opens a metal door. Sound proof. Inside the door he reveals a large bed and to the right of the bed is a wall with chains, whips, paddles, and different hand cuffs. I take a step back, "Mason what's all of this?"

He takes a step forward closer to the bed and doesn't turn to look at me. "You want me to open up well here it is."

I walk forward and I place my hand on his back, "Okay."

He turns, "Okay what?"

"I'm ready." I take off the grey sweatshirt exposing my black matching pantie and bra set.

He shakes his head, "No."

I take a step towards the wall. In fear I grab the closest pair of cuffs and I take them off the hook. I walk back towards him and I hand him the cuffs. "I'm ready." He lays me down and he cuffs my arms and ties my ankles to the arms of the bed. Mason's soft lips trace my body I can feel his abs tensing as he reaches the edge of my black panties. He stops and looks up at my eyes and then down to my lips. His lips finally touch mine and they move in perfect sync.

I'm scared but my want for him over powers everything.

His lips trace my body again. Finally he gets off of me and takes off his shirt and his jeans. He walks over to his wall, "I'm not going to use any of these with you. Not yet." He looks back at me and walks towards me. He climbs on top once again and his lips trace the top of my breasts then he slowly takes off my bra. He kisses my nipples gently then he looks down at me panties. With his teeth he rips them off and he licks me from my clit up to my neck.  My toes curl and I arch my back forward.

He takes his boxers off and soon he's inside me. There is a slight pain and I clench my fists and he slowly pulls out and goes back in. He kisses my neck and he does me slowly. Soon he picks up the pace adding hickeys along the way. He doesn't stop and to my surprise I let out a low growl. He looks at me and grins. He kisses me again still pushing in and pulling out.

"Mark me." I say quietly.

He looks into my eyes and he lets his canines come out and he bites my wrist. Then he gives me his wrist and I do the same. He continues with the in and out pattern and soon I can feel something build up inside me. 

"I'm cuming." The words speak for themselves before I can even process.

He doesn't stop until we've both finished. I pant and he slips out and gets off of me and walks towards the wall and gets the keys for the cuffs. He unties my ankles and then he takes the cuffs off. He throws the ties and the cuffs on the floor. He lays down on the bed and pulls my towards me. "Do you see why my room is so far from the others?" He says.

I look up at him bracing myself, "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah go for it."

"Is this how you got the scars on your back?"

He sighs, "No. When my Father was Alpha he had many enemies with the rouges and mutts. Soon one night I was in the music room with my Mother, my littler sister and my older brother. And there was a rouge attack. My mother hid us and her and my brother went out to fight. My Mother was a fighter even when my Father told her not to be. My Mother and Father died that day along with both Betas. My brother toke over. Little by little I found out his secrets and I soon found out that he had been the one who had killed them. Once he knew that he locked me up here and he would whip and torture me. He was killing me. Slowly. When the pack had found out what he had done to my parents and I they kicked him out and I toke the Alpha status along with Paul."

I look at him my eyes tearing up. I kiss him softly, "I'm so sorry." He pulls me closer so that his face hides in my hair.

"I lost my Mom too. She went out with my father for a hunt and she ventured to far..."  

We stay like this for a while until we fall asleep. His breaths match mine and his fingers run through my hair. I feel more connected to him.  We are finally becoming one.