The Prisoner’s Princess Chapter 18

Isabelle

“Last time, you had Bryson, the man. Tonight, you have Ven, the beast.” He mumbled giving me butterfly kisses to my stomach lightly. I felt my core react on an instant, and I could feel my wetness running down the side of my leg. He chuckled darkly, and moved down in between my legs. He stuck a long finger in, pumping slowly as he lapped my sensitive button with precise confident strokes. He sucked it, and nipped me lightly, making me gasp loudly. There was a large shockwave of sensation to him doing so. I tried holding in my moans and I was unable to do anything other than feel the bliss that he gave me. I could feel the sparks, I could feel the tingles that traveled throughout my body, and he had to hold me down, because I was in pure pleasure. I could feel myself already start to tighten around his finger, and he stopped all of a sudden.

“Get on your hands and knees.” He commanded me with authority.

“Yes.” I said, and he pushed my shoulder blades down, and gently lowered me to rest on my elbows. I had presented myself to my Alpha. A submission only given to a worthy male... and Lady he was worthy.

“Yes Alpha.” He corrected, slapping my butt cheek, then squeezing it firmly.

“Yes Alpha.” I mumbled, the hard slaps on my cheeks faded into its own pleasure. The tingles and sparks that erupted whenever he touches me made me grip his huge camper bed.

“You have been such a bad girl.” He slapped my cheek, then alternated to the other. “So I will show you that bad girls get punished.” He said with a smile in his voice… was that a joke? He sniffed my arousal, and put a finger inside me in my presented position. He pumped slowly, and thumbed my button, before putting in a second, then a third.

I bit my lip, feeling my walls tighten, “Do you want me to take you?” He said with a growl, removing a finger, then another.

“Yes.” I said on a panted whisper. He raised an eyebrow. He gave me a gentle slap on the butt.

“Alpha Fuck me.” I growled.

He grabbed my sides firmly, and thrust is length inside me. He pumped me hard and fast, sending spark after spark of sensation. He pounded my core, making me moan in pleasure. I became jelly under his power, and I let him dominate me. I was his and he was mine. He went deeper and deeper, each thrust he went faster. I held the sheets, while he grunted in pleasure. Suddenly, he lifted me slightly off the camper bed, and flipped me over.

He kissed me hungrily, possessively. “You’re so tight.” He mumbled. He was a raging wildfire that could only be tamed by a release that was coming, but not there yet. I could feel I was close. My walls got tighter, and tighter. His thrusts became more erratic until we came at the same time, and I let out a loud release of breath I didn’t know I was holding. Hot liquid filled me, and he bit my mark, sending wave after wave of pleasure. I didn’t think I could get up… and if I could I didn’t want to.

He laid down next to me, and gave me a gentle kiss, and put his large, clawed hand on my cheek. “Get some rest, little mate.” He said, looking me in the eyes. They were void black, and I felt like I would get lost in them. He pinned some of my frizzy hair behind my ear, and helped clean me with a wet washcloth. He had been prepared, with water from the canteen. He silently held me afterwards, breathing steadily.

I closed my eyes, and woke up to the sound of chirping birds. The sun hit the tent, illuminating it, and nearly hurting my eyes. Bryson was nowhere to be seen, I figured he must have been patrolling. I got up, and got dressed so I could see what everyone was up to. The ground was still a tad wet, but I had my hiking boots on. I also had on my black hoodie dress and tiger pattern leggings.

I was a little disappointed not seeing my mate, but it was for the best. I had pack duties to attend to, and the pigs needed to be checked on. I was greeted by everyone, and I waved telling everyone good morning. There was still plenty, but at the same time not enough.

Plenty of food, but not enough to last with this many mouths. There was also the consideration that we had not one, but two alpha strength males, and Glitter wasn’t doing me any favors. I didn’t eat nearly as much as them, but I still was about the size of an Alpha, so I still had the appetite of one.

Breakfast was simple. Wild hawthorn berries were made into jam by Gabby, and I helped. We also found a bees’ nest, so we had honey to go with our peppermint tea. That was my doing, I also found wild veggies that could go with it. The wind blew suddenly, but thankfully it didn’t bite as hard as it could have.

I was also glad that we were in the southern part of the country, as the winter wasn’t as harsh as it could be, but it could still snow… hard. If it did, we would need to go to the next campsite, because it was close to other wolves for trade.

“Morning Luna!” Shouted Adam, but now that I thought about it, Alex was nowhere to be seen.

I had a worry in the pit of my stomach, but it would have to wait. I waved to the pups, who seemed oblivious to what I worried for, and I left out our camp.

I ran through the trees in my human form, disregarding the fact that I would ruin my favorite pants If I need to shift, but right now I needed to make sure that he wasn’t running away. It would look bad…. And would probably get him killed.

——-Bryson——

“North border’s good, there’s a whole herd of wild boar and I saw a few elk, but we’re running low on vegetables, grains, and spices.” Commented Zackary. He had caught another large turkey, and Alex held onto his backpack straps tightly. He got one as well, making 3 in total. He was timid, but Ven insisted he tagged along.

He will be Gamma. He must know battle. He must know the hunt. He growled. I didn’t understand why he picked a pup, but I trusted my wolf. He was all I had for 287 years. We were born together, and we will be together even in death.

He is third. We train him, it is simple. Growled Ven, but the young male seemed to be timid, because he saw the eye flashes of our conversation.

His eyes also flashed, but he gulped instead. “Master Cedric wishes my head.” He mumbled.

“Who?” I asked

“A wolf blessed by the Horned One…. He calls himself master.” He said looking at my feet.

“Well that sounds bad.” Said Zachary with a frown, adjusting his kill so it wouldn’t hurt his shoulders later. We saved the guts for the piglets.

“I really am unlucky.” He frowned, and picked up a photo off the ground. It was him as a pup with what looked like his mother. He held a false smile in the photo, but his mother’s was genuine.

I had taken him to his things, mostly because I wanted to see if he was telling the truth. I would have killed him if it were a trap.

“If you were unlucky, you’d be flying like a flag with your friends, but instead my wolf marks you third.” I told him flatly, and he gulped.

“Calm down Alex, you’ll be fine.” Said Beta with a chuckle. “Alpha’s wolf sees well, you are young, but I can tell in a few years you’d make a pretty good Gamma.” He gave him a firm pat on the shoulder, and we began to go back to the pack. It was incredibly small, but it was mine. They were mine.

“Alex!” Screamed my mate in the distance. My wolf snarled, as did I.

Bryson Alex is missing, and I worry for him. She linked innocently.

He is with me. I do not like that you scream another male’s name. I would rather you screamed mine. I linked unamused.

“Bryson!” She screamed louder. That she consistently disobeys me was frustrating, but I would not expect anything less from her.

“Over here.” I yelled back for her. She caught me off guard crashing her small body into mine, hugging me with gasped breath. The tingles erupted from the impact, and she soothed me before I could think to be angry. There was no rage with her, only contentment.

She grabbed my hand and we walked silently together. It was peaceful until I heard the growl of wolves about a mile away. there was nothing I could do about it with these two with me, as she could get hurt…. and if the new member got hurt, she would never forgive me.

I snarled loudly and it was responded by a howl of dominance.

I licked my lips. Finally, some real action.

“Go to the campsite, and wait for me, Beta you protect the pack… I will destroy the vermin.” I snarled. They nodded and ran to the campsite, while I shifted into my dark wolf. The boy was a trap, through no fault of his own. They didn’t care about him, they wanted me.