Chapter Eight
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*Leah's POV*
Brining myself out of the trance, Tabatha comes back into the room.
"What is in that stuff he injected me with?" I ask her.
"I am not sure, but I know it doesn’t do anything to your free will. All it does is heighten your senses and heightens your s*x drive. It makes you feel like you are a dog in heat. It will drive you crazy and want s*x. I guess you could think of it as like a Viagra but for women. It makes you want more of the drug and more s*x. Basically, an addiction. He won't use it on you again unless you ask and won't have s*x with you until you come to him. I went through it, and it was hard to get off for me. He stopped giving it to me when he got the new girl."
I start giggling like a schoolgirl. "I want more."
"Don't you have a mate? Try not to get caught up in that drug. You will get more than you bargained for with it."
"Yes, I have a mate. I want that drug to use while I am with him. My senses felt like they were on fire. I can't imagine what my orgasm would feel like on it. Even my finger on my skin is making me feel so at ease and relaxed."
"Well, I will show you to your room for now." she says sternly.
She leads me to a room and when she opens the door there is a massive bed in the middle of the room. The walls are light, and it feels light and airy in the room. The room has its own bathroom, and, in the bathroom, it has a giant tub and separate shower. I didn't think being a slave would be like this. I imagined being down in the cells at night and having chains during the day. I look in the closet and see an entire wardrobe for me in there. Some clothes are skimpy and there are some comfortable clothes. I look int the dresser and see all kinds of lacy bras and underwear. Along with some lingerie. I can picture myself wearing this with Wyatt. Tabatha waits by the door.
"I’ll leave you to explore your new room." She calls to me and leaves me in the room.
I imagine Wyatt and I the night we had s*x. It was amazing and mind blowing. With my current senses I find my hands wandering over my body. My n*****s harden under my touch. I quickly find the bed and lay down onto it. My hands move down until they are inside the hem of my skirt. I press two fingers inside of myself and move them in and out. I use my thumb to circle my clit and right before I c*m I hear the door open.
"Don't let me stop you. I find nothing more pleasurable than watching a girl pleasure herself." He says to me.
Standing against the doorway is Allen. He enters the room and stares at me in bewilderment. I make my way over to him. I find myself grabbing his shirt and pressing my lips to his. He leans into my kiss and his hands find my ass lifting me into his embrace. The feeling of his hands on my ass causes me to moan into his mouth. He supports me with one arm and his other one wraps into my hair making our kiss deeper. He lays me onto the bed and begins to caress my breasts in his hands. My n*****s harden beneath is touch. He leans down to place one in his mouth while his hand slips under my skirt. He quickly inserts two fingers into me. I grab his hand and shove him deeper into me moaning as he swirls them inside of me. I remove my hand from his and begin to rub my clit while he takes his fingers in and out of me.
I find myself about to tighten around his finger when I stop rubbing. "I need you inside of me." I speak.
"Not just yet." He says and uses his own thumb to circle my clit.
Within seconds I lose myself and clench all around him. I find myself calling out his name as the orgasm rocks through me. It’s the best orgasm I have ever had. He is still using his fingers to massage inside of me while I come down from my orgasm. He is massaging nice and slow causing me to relax under his touch. I’ve never felt so relaxed and taken care of. His touch inside me is gentle and calm. He uses his free hand to touch the side of my face.
"I want you to c*m for me again. I want you to be mine. c*m again for me darling."
He starts to slide his fingers in and out of me again. but this time lowers his head to my folds. His tongue finds my clit and he circles around it while continuing to bring his fingers in and out and swirling them inside when he reenters them. I feel myself building but nice and slow. It’s the strangest feeling. I’ve never felt the build go this slow and relaxing. I feel myself c*m around him but not in a mind-blowing way, in a relaxing kind of way. it felt like my body was on a cloud. It was the best feeling of calm I had ever received. He pulls his fingers out of me and licks me as I come all the way down from my orgasm. He kisses my forehead and pulls a blanket over me.
The last thing I hear before I pass out is him. "I’m going to make you mine and make you this packs future Luna."
My dreams bring me to Wyatt. Through everything that just happened I still think of only him. We had only had s*x once, but it felt nothing like what Allen did for me. I don't know if it was the medicine I was given or what. But that feeling is something I want to have again. I keep feeling that last orgasm over and over. It made me feel so relaxed I wanted to sleep and besides thinking and dreaming it’s the best sleep I have had.
I am not sure how long I was asleep, but I get woken up by a kiss on the head. "Good morning, darling. How did you sleep?"
Smiling up at him. "It’s the best sleep I have ever gotten."
"I would like you to come with me to see someone, if you don't mind."
"You’re giving me the choice?" I say surprised.
"Yes, I am actually. But I hope you say yes." He says holding out his hand.
I go with him, and we enter another room. It is an office and inside it is an old woman dressed in a black gown. Allen leads me to a chair, and I sit in it willingly. I am not sure who this woman is.
She lowers the hood on her head and smiles at me. "Hello dear. I am the witch for this pack, and I just wanted to help you find your way in a sense. I just need your permission to do it first."
Hesitantly I look up at Allen who nods approvingly. "Okay, I give you permission."
Within a few seconds I feel tugging at my head, and everything goes black.
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