The Lesser of 2 Evils

XAVIER, COITUS INTERRUPTUS, OR SOMETHING SIMILAR

After another long day of pack politics and bullshit, I’m happy to retire to my room with tonight’s companion. She’s been with me before – she’s a returning favourite because she’s here for the same reason I am – great sex. Unlike some of my other… guests… she doesn’t have her sights on the Luna position.

“That’s what you think,” Gunner grunts in disgust as I begin to passionately kiss her. She matches me tongue twist for tongue twist, her hand reaching between us to undo my pants. It doesn’t matter if she wants to be Luna – she will never be anything more than someone I fuck, plain and simple. When and if I choose a Luna for this pack, hopefully she’ll be my true bond mate but if not and she’s a chosen mate – I’m going to be in love with her. It definitely won’t be someone I’ve been screwing since we were teenagers.

With my tongue down her throat and my dick in her hand, she begins stroking my hardening shaft. Grabbing the hem of her shirt, I break our kiss long enough to lift it over her head and off, dropping it onto the floor. I rejoin our lips and she once again grabs hold of my dick while I reach behind her and undo her bra, releasing her small, perky breasts.

Again she lets go of me so her bra can join her shirt on the floor so I take advantage of the break in our kiss to drop to my knees in front of her. I undo her pants, sliding them down her legs. She kicks them off, along with her socks, leaving her standing in only her thong. Using my thumbs, I gently caress her moist folds, sliding her thong from side to side. As it moves, it brushes across her clit each time and in seconds, with her hands twisted in my hair, she moans my name as she orgasms.

I waste no time and pull down her thong, urging her to move her legs slightly further apart which she does quickly. Again, using my thumbs, I spread her lips apart and run my tongue from the back of her pussy to the front, her loud groan telling me I’m doing something right. Leaning in slightly further I circle her clit with my tongue before suckling it with my tongue and lips. She begins thrusting her hips, grinding her pussy into my face as she desperately seeks release – a release I’m pleased to provide.

First using one finger, I plunge it into her vagina. She spreads her legs even further as she yells my name, demanding ‘more’ and wanting it ‘now’. Eager to please, I use two fingers to fuck her with as I continue to pleasure her clit, her fingers pulling my hair as she draws near her climax.

When I reach around with my other hand and using her own wetness as lubricant, slowly begin thrusting my finger into her asshole in an alternating rhythm with my fingers in her pussy, she shatters. Screaming my name, she freezes in position as every muscle in her body locks in place. I don’t slow down, continuing everything I’m doing in order to prolong her orgasm as long as possible, licking her delicious cream as it pours down my fingers.

Pulling me by my hair, she ‘encourages’ me to stand up, bringing my mouth to her’s. With my hands now on her waist, I guide us over to my bed, my tongue in her mouth. She helps me make quick work of removing my clothes and I put a condom on before crawling onto the bed, laying on my back.

“Ride me,” I tell her and she is fast to crawl on top of me, impaling herself on my waiting cock. With my fingers on her nipples, she begins to grind her hips, finding the pace that satisfies her best. To encourage her, I reach one hand down and find her clit, which I start applying pressure to while I take one of her nipples into my mouth.

“Oh, Goddess!” She shouts as she climaxes again. Unable to hold back, I firmly push her back onto the bed and start thrusting aggressively into her. All that can be heard is our heavy, panting breath and the slapping of bare skin as over and over I pound into her.

“Alpha! Alpha! The prisoner tried to escape!” Scott shouts at me through the door, his frantic pounding breaking my rhythm and completely distracting me. I try to ignore him and continue thrusting by when he persists in knocking, I’m forced to give up.

Frustrated and angry, I pull out, still rock hard and throbbing painfully. The prisoner tried to escape? That makes no sense – we were sending it home. Unless that is precisely why it is a rogue in the first place, it is trying to flee something or someone at home. It must be pretty bad if it would risk living as a rogue as opposed to returning to the safety of a pack.

What the hell is going on?