Under Her Mercy

The Alphas

Nina

"Spread your legs for me, love." Soft lips caressing against the top of my head ordered me gently. The crimson eyes of the owner of those lips were boring into me through the large dressing mirror while I was held straight in front of it all naked and helpless.

My brain was too cloggy to take in her commands as Saranya was grinding herself against me shamelessly as well as the wild journey of the last few minutes were replaying against my mind continuously. Like every disaster, today's catastrophe also started with cuddling which soon resulted in Saranya politely manipulating Dawn into leaving us alone and tearing down my only white shirt into pieces next to the moment my Golden Retriever set out for the library.

And minutes later I was in front of the dressing mirror, standing stark naked against my completely clothed mate, who was gaining devilish pleasure by making me watch myself getting ruined in front of the mirror. My arms were forced behind my back, trapped between Saranya's and my bodies.

"I don't like to repeat, love. I asked you to open your legs for me." The slightly harsh order followed by a knee forcing its way in between my trembling legs brought me back to reality. I gasped when Saranya began to grind her leg against my centre from behind as I failed to follow her order. Her one hand was hovering just above my moist sex, waiting for the perfect time to force their way inside. The other hand was tangled in my curls, busy stroking my scalp now and then.

Her sloppy kisses behind my ears and her fingers looming around my sweet spot was making it hard for me to stand straight on my legs. Losing myself to the pleasure I closed my eyes and tried to rest my head against Saranya's shoulder. Instantly, I sensed svelte fingers wrapping themselves around my neck. "Keep your eyes open," Saranya's growl made me shoot open my eyes. "I want you to watch." Saranya grinned at me through the mirror. A moan escaped my mouth as I felt her hot tongue licking the back of my ear. It only encouraged her. She began to bite and tug my earlobe to torment me even further. Her elongated fangs were scraping against my skin. It made me even more turned on.

Whining I tried to arch my back away from her but Saranya was anticipating it. She chuckled, shaking her head she yanked me back against her. The fingers which were hovering around my sex began to rub me slowly and as teasingly as they could. I whimpered as the fingers started to tease my wet entrance. My toes curled in arousal as I watched my dishevelled self through the mirror. My flushed face, puffy eyes, red, swollen lips covered with dark marks and Saranya's presence behind them--- all was enough for me to desperately crave for more.

"Do you like it, little wolf?" Saranya asked, suddenly penetrating me with two fingers. I moaned out loudly about the unexpected invasion. My knees buckled as Saranya continued thrusting her digits harder inside me. If there hadn't been Saranya's figure supporting me from behind, I must have collapsed on the floor. "I am taking your desperate attempts to make coherent sounds as a 'yes'." Saranya tsked at me through the mirror, too gently for the way her digits were corkscrewing deep into me. Lowering her head she kissed my neck, scratching my skin with her fangs while her other hand travelled to my chest to stroke my breasts. Even with my teary eyes, slowly succumbing to the dark side of 'Saranya's way of giving pleasure' I was well aware of the way she was observing every movement of mine through the mirror. I couldn't help but smile mindlessly when she growled at the way I was biting my lower lip to suppress moans.

"Yes," I cried out as Saranya's thumb flickered against my clit, closing my eyes. I was so lost in my headspace, that I practically screamed when her fingers left me abruptly.

"I told you to keep your eyes open," she hissed at me. I saw through the mirror how her glistening fingers were still in between my legs, just not in the place where they should be. "Do you want me to stop?" Saranya raised her eyes at me. I knew, behind the stoic expression, she was enjoying my helplessness thoroughly.