Owned By The Savage Alpha

3

Alicia's POV.

It was dark already, so I decided to camp out in the woods and continue the journey the next day. I picked a spot that would be convenient, gathered enough wood to keep the bonfire on, and sat down to whatever I could find in my bag for dinner. I had not encountered any rogue wolf since I left the kingdom's territory and I hoped it would remain that way.

I gathered some dried leaves to make a bed and laid on it, staring up at the night sky and wondering what would have happened if Tristan and I had gotten married that day. My father would have finally recognized me, the pack would love me and maybe, just maybe, I could have gotten the upper hand in Anna's case.

Suddenly, my nose began to twitch. That scent... It felt so distant yet familiar. I jumped to my feet and followed my instincts. I walked deeper and further away from my campfire, immense with the scent that stuck to my nose. I slid down a slope to find a body at the edge.

Cautiously, I inched closer. I kicked at the body lying face flat on the floor but there was no response. It was at that moment I perceived it.

"Blood!" Ash(my wolf) hissed. I turned the body around to find out that it was a male. He had been shot, bruises on his face and arms, his clothes were torn, and his hair stuck to his face due to the blood that poured out from the large cut on his head.

I grabbed him and dragged him all the way back to my camp spot. I wondered where I had gotten the strength to do that, because even though Ash and I had formed a mind link to communicate and understand each other's feelings, I was unable to morph, at least, for now.

The more reason for the pack to hate me.

Growing up, I spent so much time with the kingdom's healer. I helped him fetch herbs and assisted him with treating some patients. My father had sent me to him in an attempt to get rid of me, but the healer died a few months later and I had to return to my father. So, I pulled out my pocket knife and walked into the nearby bushes to find any herb that would keep him alive for the night.

I found some, it took a few minutes to prepare the herbs, then I applied the extract all over his body. I tore off his shirt to apply the herbs properly, but I was a bit taken aback to find such a well-sculpted body. I swallowed hard as my hands ran down his torso.

I flinched when he suddenly grabbed my arm. I looked up, only to get pulled into a blue set of eyes. He looked so mesmerizing and dreamy.

"Don't... You..." He stammered and collapsed back on the floor. The herbs must have already begun to take effect. I finished applying the herbs on his body and wrapped him up with the spare clothes I had carried, at least to fight off the cold.

I laid on my back, opposite him, my eyes glued on his figure on the other side of the bonfire. For some reason, he felt familiar but I couldn't make out the reason why. I watched his chest rise and fall with each breath he took and when he stirred, I rushed to his side in panic.

His eyelids fluttered open weakly, and he groaned and shifted into his wolf form right in front of me, he shifted back again and kept going from wolf to human. He must be unstable, I thought. I was about to rush back into the bushes to get some more herbs when he grabbed my hand.

I struggled to free myself but his grip was too tight. I didn't stand a chance.

"Let me go! You need those herbs." I told him, but I didn't think he could hear me. In a single move, he had pinned me to the floor and was on top of me. The light from the fire let me get a good look at his features. He looked really good with his pointed nose and chiseled jaw, and the most attractive part of his face was his eyes, those blue dreamy eyes.

His hands immediately grabbed my breasts, I felt my body stiffen under me. I had never been in a position like this with a man before. I tried to push him off but I couldn't even make him budge.

His hand went under my shirt, straight to my n*****s as he began to pinch and pull at it. A moan slid through my lips unintentionally. He looked down at me with a smirk, "You want this too." He said and ripped my shirt off me.

I wanted to scream, to tell him to stop, but I couldn't. I craved his touch, I wanted him to touch me. Once the shirt was gone, his lips clamped down on my n*****s, he sucked, pulled, bit down on it without being too extreme. His hands began to roam further down my body.

I was helpless against my own needs. In fact, my hands slid up to caress his hard-on. His erection, straining and stretching against his trousers. "You might want to let the poor guy out." He moaned as my hands ran over his length.

My fingers fumbled around until I took down his zipper and pulled out his c**k from his briefs. My hands ran up and down his shaft, occupied by his half-erect member. I had not noticed that he had his hands inside my jeans until he pushed aside my panties and shoved a finger inside of me.

I gasped, in wonder, in excitement, and in pleasure.

He kept pushing his finger in and out while my eyes were squeezed shut. I enjoyed every moment of it. His other hand began to pull down my jeans. Halfway through, he gave up and positioned himself in between my legs.

He slid himself down my body and brought his lips down on my wetness. I gasped as my hands flew to grab his hair. His tongue slid over me, making me squirm, he held me in place and he continued to use his tongue to drive me closer to the edge.

He paused and I looked down at him to find him watching me with a smirk. For some reason, my legs felt so weak. He brought his body back up to match my length, at that moment, I knew what he wanted.

I quickly pulled off my jeans and tossed them aside, granting him full access. I felt his c**k slide over my entrance, I thought I should tell him about myself, about the fact that I had never been touched by a man like this before but I couldn't even bring myself to say it.

He ran his fingers through my hair, his nails scraping through but not in a painful manner. I moaned and his lips came down on mine. I felt so soft and inviting, his tongue pushed its way into my mouth and I loved how it made me feel.

He eased himself inside me without taking his lips off mine. I felt a sharp pain and he pulled back immediately, looking down at me in shock.

"You're a virgin?" He asked, his eyes ablaze with hunger. I nodded, he looked like he was struggling with his needs and the urge to make the right decision, but I wrapped my legs around him immediately.

"You don't have to back out now," I whispered, already on edge that he would decide to pull out. I wanted this as much as he craved it. He didn't think twice before he made a swift push and I felt a sharp, searing pain and he was buried deep inside of me. I could feel the blood tickle down my ass crack but he didn't stop, instead, he kept pushing in and out and as if I had never felt pain, the pleasure washed over me, erasing any traces the pain had left behind.

I moaned as he kept going in and out. Suddenly, he pulled out and asked me to turn around. I obeyed immediately and he lifted my waist, thrusting my ass forward to him. He eased himself back in and grabbed a fistful of my hair, rapidly pushing himself in and out of me.

I was expecting to feel pain but all I could feel was hunger for more and pleasure. He kept pounding into me, his hands roaming all over my body. At one point, he let go of my hair and grabbed my breasts, pinching my n*****s with such gusto.

I felt my body quake, a feeling I couldn't quite explain erupted. It was as if my breath had been knocked right out of me and I was walking in the clouds. I closed my eyes and moaned out loud as I felt that feeling wash over me and warm liquid trickle down my thighs.

I felt weak, I could feel myself losing a grip on my body, I would have collapsed back on the floor if he had not held on to my waist so tightly. I felt his c**k stiffen inside of me and a loud moan slid from his lips,

"Fvck!" He yelled as I felt him go soft inside of me. He grabbed my neck and pulled me back up to him, suddenly, he dug his fangs into my neck, just above my shoulder blade. I let out a painful scream.

Nothing had ever felt more satisfying yet painful. With his hands still wrapped around my neck, he brought his lips down to my ears,

"You are mine." He whispered so erotically that I felt another wave of pleasure knock the air right out of me. I gasped and collapsed back on his body.