A Twisted Anthology: A Twisted Design Book

Love is Blind Part 5

I followed Rock’s scent and the sound of his breathing. My outstretched hands came into contact with firm abs. I slid them up to feel the muscles in his chest, tracing my fingers over every curve, then back down and around to grasp his ass. He gasped and thrusted slightly as I groped him.

“Goddess, you’re so soft.” Rock moaned.

With a smirk, I moved my hands to his front and grasped his hardened length.

“And you’re so hard.” I purred.

It was the truth, every one of his muscles was firm and barely budged in any of the places I squeezed. His skin may have been humanlike, but his muscles were all troll. I slid my hands to encircle his length as best I could and caressed the length of him. That was a lot of man.

I brought the tip up to my mouth and kissed it softly. He groaned as I stuck out my tongue and licked over the tip. I slipped him into my mouth and stroked him while I worked my mouth on him.

His large hand came down behind my head and he pushed me forward until I was gagging on him. Rock let me go briefly, then pushed again. I whimpered a little whenever he released me for air. He was much stronger than me.

“My soft little wolf.” He breathed.

That steeled my resolve more. I would do whatever he wanted. I would show him how I would cherish him if he accepted me. I would give him the best memories of this night.

After a while, he pulled back and his hands went to my shoulders, pushing the straps of my dress off. He slid the material down and started caressing the skin that was revealed. I reached up and undid the front clasp of my bra, dropping it to the ground.

I felt him shift as he got onto his knees, cradled my breasts in his hands and pressed his face against them. I hummed a little as his rough skin brushed over my sensitive flesh. He started kissing and nibbling them, licking and teasing my n*****s with his tongue and teeth.

Focusing, I reached for his ears and started massaging them as he worshipped my breasts. Rock moaned and slid his hands down as he sucked my n****e into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. I barely registered him pulling my panties down, I was too focused on the sparks that seemed to dance over my body.

He pulled back and his fingers traced over my abdomen and thighs. I felt him lean in and start rubbing his face against my stomach. Like my breasts, he licked and nibbled over the skin there. I moaned at the feeling.

“Goddess, you were right. All of you is so soft. You smell so good.” Rock murmured.

“I thought of another request, Rock.” I said softly.

“Anything. Anything at all, my little wolf.” He groaned.

“It’s been a couple years since the last time I was with a man. Could we start a little slow? It would give my wolf time to heal any damage.” I asked.

“I promise, I’m going to take my time feeling every inch of your body. No one’s going to believe I really had s*x with a werewolf. I want to remember every detail.” Rock chuckled.

I blushed at the idea of him telling his friends about this, but I also felt a little proud about it. I wasn’t the type of girl guys ran out to tell their friends they slept with. I giggled.

“Are you laughing at me, little wolf?” He purred.

“I l-…. Umm. Did we want to move this to the bed?” I asked. I almost said I loved him. I needed to be careful.

Rock stood and swept me into his arms. He walked a few feet and I felt him climb onto a bed and place me on the blanket there. I reached out for him and he took my hands, kissing each of my fingers.

“Just lay there and let me explore you. Troll women don’t look like this. They don’t feel like this. You may just ruin me for my true mate.” Rock chuckled.

“I promise, I won’t. No one can ruin something like the mate bond.” I replied.

He put one of my arms down and started his exploration. It wasn’t just his hands, he rubbed his face against my skin, kissed, and licked every inch. He made his way down to my waist and hips.

His fingers trailed between my thighs and I spread my legs for him. I was so eager. My whole body felt hot and I knew I was definitely wet and ready for him.

“Soft.” He whispered as he ran his fingers up and down my inner thigh.

Rock started kissing my inner thigh, he licked and kissed all the way to where my thigh met the rest of my body and froze. I could feel his breath on my sensitive parts and let out a shaky, anticipatory, breath. One of his fingers slid over my mound and down. I moaned lightly as it slid between my lower lips.

“You’re wet.” Rock murmured. “Do you need to clean up?”

“What?” I asked, confused.

“Is this normal?” He questioned.

“I thought you’d slept with women before.” I said.

“Troll women don’t get wet like this. Trolls are hard. Every bit of them. The friction is what feels good.” Rock answered.

“Your poor skin.” I gasped. “That must have hurt. Lubrication makes s*x more pleasurable for us. Our skin breaks with too much friction. Didn’t you get rub rashes?”

“It’s not like they’re entirely dry or anything, but I would be sore. I just thought it was because I wasn’t strong enough. I’ll have to remember this for the future.” He chuckled.

He continued his exploration, following my legs down to my feet and touching the bottoms of them gently.

“How do you walk with such soft feet?”

“Keep sharp things off the floor and wear shoes outside in rough terrain.” I grinned.

Rock grunted and gripped my ankles, flipping me onto my stomach. I didn’t realize he’d really want to explore my whole body. No one had ever paid that much attention to my body in bed. The men I’d slept with before did some cursory foreplay, then jumped into it.

I moaned as he started kneading my butt. I felt his kisses and licks soon after, making me squeak. He went up to the small of my back, first his hands, then his mouth. I had no idea that my back was so sensitive.

When he got up to the back of my neck, I could feel his erection pressing against my bottom. He sniffed my hair and rubbed his face in it. I was certain there wasn’t an inch of my body that didn’t smell of troll now.

He lowered his face to my ear and began nibbling the edges of it. I gasped at the feeling. I’d never realized my ears were sensitive either. Maybe it was just with my mate. Something we shared.

“I’m almost finished. I need to just look at one more thing a little closer. I hope you aren’t getting bored.” Rock whispered in my ear.

“Goddess, Rock, I’m going to die if I don’t feel you inside me soon.” I whimpered.

“Mmm. I love how that sounds. You need to be prepared for somethings, though, now that I know about some of the differences.” He said as he nibbled my ear.

“Wh-what?” I gave a stuttering breath.

“Troll s*x lasts a couple hours, at least. Let me know if you need a break. I know you’re not as fragile as a human, but you don’t have to worry about keeping up with me. I’ll take care of you, my soft little wolf.” Rock purred, making me shiver.

“Two hours?” I asked.

“Yeah, and as a young troll, I only need a short break before I’m ready for the next round. That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it? You want me to f**k you all night long. You want me to use your body and pleasure you like no mere wolf ever could. You went out hunting for a fae to give you a magical night unlike any other you’ve ever experienced. You went out tonight planning to be slut to some unknown fae, not understanding what you were getting into.” He asked roughly as he ground into my backside.

I didn’t understand his mood change. “Are you mad at me?”

Rock chuckled. “I’m still a troll. You may be a dominant wolf, but you’re weak here. I showed you earlier that you can’t fight me. Now that I’m almost finished familiarizing myself with your body, I’m starting to think of all the things I’m going to do to you. I told you before we left that once we got away from the club, you were mine for the rest of the night. You belong to me right now. Do you understand?”

Goddess, that made me so wet. Everyone kind of bent to my will out of pity. Even the Alphas never gave me orders. I never belonged to anyone. I couldn’t see, but my ranked blood and training made me strong enough to defend myself if I needed to.

Rock was right. I knew I couldn’t fight him. His muscles were thick, heavy, and dense. Compared to him, I was a weak little girl.  

“Y-you promised to go slow.” I stuttered.

“Oh, I’m going slow. I’m also being considerate of our differences. Normally, this is where a female troll would fight for dominance. After examining you, I know that you don’t have the strength for that. I’m being as gentle with you as I can, my little wolf. I’m not mad. I’m not going to hurt you, much. When I do, you’ll enjoy it. This is how trolls are. Will you trust me, Carmen? Let me own you for tonight. Let me take care of you. Let me use you. Let me make you feel things you’ve never felt before.” He murmured.

“What happens if I say no?” I asked.

Rock sighed. “I’ll be disappointed and take you home. I know I feel human to you, but I’m not. There are certain things that trolls need to get off. I’m just human enough that I won’t force you.”

“And if I say yes? What will happen?” My voice quivered.

“I’m going to do the last bit of exploring that I need to understand how werewolves are different from trolls. But, that’s going to put me over the edge. I’m going to be gentle until I know you’re ready for me to be rougher. You tell me to stop if I actually hurt you and I’ll stop. When we’re done. I’ll make sure you know you’re safe and you can rest. In the morning, I’ll make you breakfast and help you shower. Then, I’ll take you home as promised. A lot more considerate than a full troll would be.” He answered.

“No one’s ever been rough with me.” I whispered.

“And do you like being treated like you’re made of glass just because you can’t see? Do you like being coddled and regarded as a child?” Rock asked.

I thought back to the people who would pick me up instead of letting me know about stairs, my mother trying to ground me, having to have my first time with a human because none of the werewolf boys would touch me, having to fight just to be allowed to train and never getting to train in my age group or spar. People were always making decisions for me.

Rock was my mate. He wouldn’t hurt me. Not really. He implied that a full troll would have forced me if we got to this point. He really was good and kind. I just couldn’t judge him based on what a werewolf would do. We aren’t the same species.

“I hate it.” I replied.

“If nothing else, this will be a new experience for you. You may even learn something about yourself that you never knew.” He said.

I chewed my lip for a moment. I had to understand him. I could at least try it. If I didn’t like it, I might have to reject him. I didn’t want to do that, but he said it was something he needed. If I couldn’t handle this, I couldn’t stay with him.

“Yes.” I whispered.

He laughed darkly and I was suddenly nervous that I’d made the wrong decision. His hand slid under me and he groped my breast. I moaned as my body started heating up again.

“If you really want me to keep going, tell me that you’re my little wolf slut.” Rock growled in my ear.

“I… I’m your little wolf slut.” I whimpered.

Rock got off of me and rolled me over again. He sat between my legs and pushed my feet toward my bottom. I was fully open to him. I felt exposed more than I had during any of his other explorations.

His fingers trailed over my mound again and, this time, he spread me. I could feel his breath again. A shiver went through me.

“Oh. There it is. This is much larger on troll women.” He muttered as he stroked my clit, making me writhe. “So tiny. Everything is so tiny.”

I didn’t say anything. I got the distinct feeling he was talking to himself. It was kind of cute.

“That’s not nearly big enough.” Rock sighed as he slid a finger around my entrance. “Smaller than my damned finger.”

“It stretches.” I offered.

He hummed curiously and I felt his finger start to invade me. I moaned at the feeling. His hands were really big and thick.

“Even softer than the outside.” He gasped. “Oh, goddess, it’s like it’s sucking me.”

His finger curled in me and I arched as I felt him hit my g-spot. He hummed again and ran his finger over it again. I felt myself spasm a little and get even wetter. Rock pulled his finger out of me and I heard a sucking sound.

“That tastes amazing. Why does every inch of you taste so good, little wolf? I could just eat you.” Rock rumbled.

“I don’t know.” I answered.

“Hmph. Just a little more, then I’ll take you the way you want.”

I felt his lips meet my skin and I bit my lip. His tongue slid into me. It swirled and twisted inside me. He was relentless in his oral assault. I should have realized he would do that. His tongue followed his hands the entire time he was exploring me earlier.

After a while, I couldn’t take it anymore. He wasn’t stopping. I cried out as my body spasmed. My thighs instinctively came together, squeezing either side of his head as I rode the waves of my orgasm. My hips bucked and I grabbed his hair, riding his face as I was carried further over the edge.

When I finished and realized what, I’d done. I released him. I was nervous about what that might make him do.

“I’m so sorry, Rock. I didn’t mean to.” I said quickly.

“What on earth was that?” He asked.

“I lost control a little when that orgasm came. Did I hurt you? Are your ears okay?” I asked.

He was quiet. I didn’t like it. I couldn’t see him, so I didn’t know what his face looked like right now.

Rock started laughing. It startled me. I blushed.

“Now I know how werewolves are different from trolls. It’s time for me to have you, Carmen.” He said and I started to feel his tip pressing into me.

“How are we different?” I asked with a slight moan.

“I could never have made a troll woman orgasm so quickly. Soft also means sensitive. That’s why you softies are always looking for something to f**k. Almost no effort and you get off.” Rock growled.

I didn’t think he was angry so much as frustrated that pleasure came easier to us. I know I would be. I needed to distract him. I hooked my ankles behind his hips and pulled him into me. I winced and hissed at the feeling of his large member suddenly entering me.

Rock moaned. He took over the motion from where I stopped and pressed himself further in. I’d only managed to pull him a couple inches in. My body stretched to accommodate him. It had been so long, it almost felt like losing my virginity all over again.

“It’s so big, Rock.” I moaned as he finally came to a stopping point.

“Another thing you’re the first to tell me.” He chuckled breathlessly. “It’s so soft and warm. I’ve never felt anything like this.”

He pulled back and stroked in. I raised my hips to meet him and he moaned again. I tensed my muscles and Rock gasped.

After pausing for a few more moments, he started moving again. He was going slow and I was making sure to match his movements. From time to time, he would pause and breathe for a while, then continue. The breaks started getting further apart and Rock started picking up the pace.

He grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms above my head. Soon, he was driving into my body forcefully. His grip on my wrists tightened. It hurt, but I didn’t hate it. I felt owned, possessed.

I felt a peak coming and felt the little, unintentional, squeezes inside me. Rock pulled out of me just before I could climax. I whimpered.

“Please, Rock.” I begged.

“Did I tell you that you could c*m?” He asked.

“No.” I answered.

“You’re my wolf slut. You need to ask for permission.”

“Every time?” I gasped.

“Hmm. Maybe not every time. You softies do seem to c*m a lot.” Rock muttered. “You were a good girl, taking my c**k without me having to force it in you. You didn’t question when I had to take pauses…. Alright, you can c*m as much as you want.”

He quickly slid into me and started thrusting again. It didn’t take long for me to get back to that point with the sparks feeling like they were igniting small fires inside me. I clenched around him and cried out as my body milked his.

Rock stroked while my body squeezed him then struck in and groaned. I felt his heat flooding me. I gasped at the feeling.

“Dear goddess, did you cast some sort of spell on me? I’ve never lasted less than two hours.” Rock said, sounding confused. “I’ve practically been fighting it since I first started.”

“That was why you were pausing.” I sighed. “That was still a long time compared to the first guy I was with. It gets better as you get used to it.”

There was a stirring inside me. Rock chuckled and thrusted a little. He was hard again already. My eyes widened.

“I told you, short recovery time.” He said, pulling out. “On your hands and knees. I’m going to have you in every position that exists tonight. And I decided what I want you to call me, my little wolf slut.”

“What do you want me to call you?” I asked rolling over and presenting my bottom to him eagerly.

“Call me, ‘Alpha’.” Rock chuckled.

I turned back to face him in shock. No wolf called anyone but their pack leader ‘Alpha’. Would Trent find out? Could I get banished from the pack for that?

Rock caressed my cheek. “You look so scared. Just try it and see what happens. If something bad happens, I’ll pick something else.”

“It’s just…. Alpha is an important name and position to my people. What if something happens? What if my Alpha hears it?” I asked.

“You’re out of range for mind linking. He won’t hear it. Come on. It’s one night of fun. Don’t you want to play with me, Carmen? Don’t you want me to make you c*m all night? I love how you moan and scream. Let me help you make those sounds all night, Carmen.” He murmured as he leaned in as kissed my lips, jaw, and ear.

He was nibbling my ear. I could feel his seed spilling out of me. Sparks danced every time he touched me. I could feel the bruises on my wrists starting to fade and I was still craving him. Now that I’d had him. I wanted more.

“Y-yes, Alpha.” I whispered.

“How do you let me know you really want it, Carmen?” Rock asked.

I pulled away from him and turned again, presenting my bottom to him. I turned my head toward him, ran my fingers along my opening, gathering some of his seed on my fingers, then licking them clean. He groaned a little at that.

“I’m your little wolf slut, Alpha. Please take me.” I said softly.

He did as I asked. Every time he finished, he lasted a little longer the next time. He was getting used to the feeling of me.

Rock made good on his promise. He had me in positions I had never considered. He twisted my body in ways it had never twisted. He showed me that I liked a little pain and humiliation with my pleasure.

Whenever I needed a little break, he would stop and get me some water or just lay beside me telling me I was a good girl and giving me soft kisses. I have no idea how long we were at it, but it felt like I could keep going forever like that.

The end of the night came after Rock ordered me to ride him while licking his tusks and massaging his ears. It was hard to keep track of everything and I would get a swat on my behind whenever I stopped doing one of the three things. I wanted to make him happy, but ended up with a few good swats on my bottom. It didn’t help when he started massaging my breasts while I was trying to focus.

When he finished, Rock wrapped his arms around me and held me close. I sighed and relaxed into his arms. I loved him so much.

Rock laid me next to him and pulled up a blanket to cover us. He pulled me to rest my head on his chest and I listened to his heart beating steadily. It put me in a happy daze.

“Can I tell you a secret, now that I’ve had my wicked way with you?” Rock murmured.

“Sure.” I replied.

“I never won a single fight for dominance against a female troll. I’m smaller and weaker than even the females. They were never as good to me as I tried to be to you. This is the only time I’ve ever gotten to be in control. My first and last time, once I find my true mate. Thank you, Carmen, for giving me the night of my dreams. I got to be powerful in a way I never had before.” He admitted.

“Maybe the goddess sent me to you for a reason, then. Get some sleep. You did so good tonight, Rock. You were right. This was a night unlike any that I’ve ever experienced. I’m so glad I found you.” I said and stroked my hand up and down his stomach.

I listened as his breathing became more steady and rhythmic. I couldn’t resist, I rolled over and turned on the bedside lamp. I shifted into my wolf and the darkness left my eyes. Blanche and I could finally see our mate.

He was massive. His muscles looked like they had been carved from marble. In fact, the tones and shades of his skin made it look like it was literal marble. I sat and looked at his face. The face I’d grown to adore.

It was exactly what I pictured in my head. He wasn’t hideous. He was gorgeous in a very nontraditional way. Maybe it was because he was mine. Maybe it was because I was strange. I shifted back and curled up with him again. I couldn’t wait to finally claim him for my own.