Alpha King Greyson

The Cave

My eyes widened in surprise. "Greyson?!" I croaked. "W-what the hell are you doing here? And why the hell am I not wearing a shirt!?" My pants were in tatters and my bra was not doing much to cover up anything either. I balled up a fist and tensed my body.

He smirked. "Relax. You're safe now. Here drink this." He handed me a cup of water and I gratefully accepted and chugged. 

"Slow down, don't drink too fast. You probably haven't had anything for days and your stomach isn't used to it. And don't worry about those nasty Orcs. I killed them all.

After I calmed down I readjusted myself on the make-shift bed. "How did you even find me? I thought you went home to Lycandor?"

"No I still have some unfinished business in the area. And when I heard a helpless maiden in distress, well, I couldn't possible leave her in danger!"

I weakly tried to punch him. "I am no helpless maiden. I was doing perfectly fine without your help. Being tied up was all part of my plan, that's all."

"That's all, huh? You forget I'm a werewolf, princess. I can tell when you're lying and you are definitely full of it."

I moaned in frustration and tried to roll over.

"Ah ah ah, don't move. You'll ruin all the hard work I've done over the past couple hours."

"Work? What work? What have you done to me?!"

He chuckled. "My saliva has healing properties. I've had to lick your wounds so you wouldn't bleed out. You taste quite good, actually."

My face flushed. "Thats embarrassing! I never gave you permission to touch me like that! I cant believe you licked me."

"Actually, I'm not done yet. You've still got quite a few more cuts and they are really deep. I'll have to give those some special attention" he purred. He stood up from the side of the bed and knelt over top of me, straddling my legs. My face warmed up and he bent his head down to my chest.

"S-stop Greyson. I'm f-fine. Please you don't need to do that anymore."

He poked one of my cuts. "Ouch!" I glared at him.

"Looks like you still need me. And I know I don't have to, I want to. Just relax kitten, I'll make you feel good. I'm sure you don't want to feel all this pain, hmm?"

I squeezed my eyes shut. Here I was half naked in front of a amazing, attractive man, who was hell bent on licking me all over. I remembered how incredible he made me feel the night of the assembly and I decided to comply. "Fine. Just don't think I'm going to enjoy this, because I'm not."

His eyes creased as he chuckled at me.  His leaned towards my neck and licked a superficial cut. Why was he licking wounds that did need to be healed!? He started sucking gently on my neck and I sighed. He knew how sensitive my neck was. Damn him! I hated being so vulnerable in front of him. He has seen parts of me I've never showed to anyone. His hand wrapped around the side of my neck softy and he continued. His soft lips trailed down to my chest wound where the arrow had been. He gently licked the gash and it became numb. Kissing his way to the center of my chest, his teeth gently pulled what was left of my bra down.

"G-Greyson.."

The hand that was on my neck trailed down to my right breast and cupped it. Small cuts stung the underside of my breasts as he groped me. "Please.."

"Tell me where you want me to lick, princess."

I blushed and pointed under my breasts. "Here. They both are sore."

He obliged and pushed them up with both of his hands. Greyson licked carefully, avoiding scratching me with his canines. I stared down at him. His eyes were now an amber color, like the embers of a dying fire. His gaze met mine and he moved to my right nipple, taking it delicately into his mouth. His tongue swirled around my bud, making me moan. I felt him nibble, taking me further into my pleasure.