The Alpha's Prisoner

Chapter 4

My Little s*x Slave- Liam’s Pov

            3 days later-

            I finished my work up early that day. I turned the valuables in to Nimick and of course, we gotten a lot back for that amount of valuables from the girl’s house, which meant that they were not trying to pay us back at all for the loan. That was okay, though because baby girl was paying for it with her mouth and her p***y on my d**k. Delilah stayed at the house with the girl, so she could keep her company and bond with her. I swear, she always thinks that I’m going to settle down with someone. That was a big negative for me.

            As we walked into the house, my wolf’s hearing was able to detect some things.  Tank and Desmond walked into the house first, then Seth, Deon and Garrett. I ended up walking in last since  I was focusing on the sounds I was hearing from my bedroom.

            “She think she’s slick.” I whispered to myself before I walked into the house.

            I knew my sister crossed both roads and this was not the first time she f****d with someone I was f*****g on. I slammed the door shut, then I proceeded up the stairs into my room. I wanted to see for myself, what they were doing. However, I stopped when I heard my girl’s moan. It was a lot different from before. She was enjoying whatever they were doing in the bedroom.

            “You hear that?” Seth asked me. “Is that…?”

            Desmond walked over to me and smirked at the sound that was coming from my room.

            “Sis is a trip for this one.” He said.

            “I’m about to see what they are doing.” I told him. “You guys go ahead and do whatever.”

            “Hell no, I want to see.” Desmond said.

            I rolled my eyes and walked up to the bedroom door. I opened the door and walked in. Putting the keys onto the desk, I turned my attention to the bed. Yup, it was exactly what I thought it was. My sister was making her move. Nothing new.

            “I can’t come if he’s too big for me.” She whined.

            “You can, Nena.” Delilah told her. “Yeah, he’s not lacking in the d**k committee, but if you want to have an orgasm, you need to focus on it.”

            Nena continued to grind on Delilah. Delilah tilted her head back and saw Desmond and I standing there, watching the whole thing.

            Delilah: She’s trying to have an orgasm when she f***s you…

            Me: She needs to ride the real thing if she’s going to experience that…

            Nena groaned in frustration. She got off of Nena and when she looked up at me, her eyes widened. She backed away from Delilah and Delilah got up from the bed.

            “Already wanting it, huh Delilah?” He asked her.

            “Shut up.” Delilah flipped him off. “I was just helping her.”

            “Like I said, she needs real d**k for that.”

            “And thank goodness, you’re here.” Delilah squinted her eyes at me.

            She bumped into me on her way out, pulling Desmond by the arm. The door shut behind them, leaving Nena and I, alone in the room. Nena pushed her hair behind her shoulders and continued to stare at me. She was looking so good to me in her little black and pink bra and panty set. Had my c**k nice and hard for her.

            I walked over to the bed and she slowly crawled over to me on her hands and knees. Just within a few days, she had gotten accustomed to the schedule I had set up for her. I unbuttoned my shirt, enjoying the nice feeling of her hand caressing the outside of my pants. My eyes stayed glued to hers and she blushed before looking down at my pants. I lifted her head up with my chin and she bit her bottom lip, trying to look away.

            “Do I make you nervous?” I asked her.

            “Yes.” She whispered to me.

            My finger moved to her lips and my c**k hardened some more in her hand. She rubbed the tip of my c**k and I moaned.

            “Will you make me c*m this time?” She asked me.

            I worked on the button to my pants and reached inside, grabbing my c**k and pulling it from underneath my pants that I wore. She licked the tip and another moan escaped from me.

            “More.” I told her. “Don’t be afraid to take him into your mouth.”

            “He’s so big.” She whined.

            She did it, though. She opened her mouth and slowly, placed my length into her warm mouth, sucking and licking as she went. Her tongue went around in circles around my tip, causing a tingling sensation within me. Her eyes traveled to mines and I bit my bottom lip, seductively at her.

            “You like it?” She asked me. “Is this your weakness?”

            I chuckled and placed my hand on the back of her head. She sucked on the tip and my eyes rolled to the back of my head, causing me to shake out of nowhere. f**k, I thought to myself. My sister was giving away all of my secrets. We had never f****d or anything, but she loved to watch whenever I was f*****g someone. At first it was weird, but after years went by, I started getting used to it. I was surprised she did not want to stay and watch this.

            “This is not my only weakness.” I moaned to her.

            My fingers slide through her brown curls before they enclosed them into my fists. I pulled her head back, removing her smalls lips from around my c**k.

            “Will you let me c*m this time?” She asked me. “I could never know what one feels like.”

            “If you’re a good girl in bed, then I might let you.” I smirked at her.

            She sighed and nodded before she turned around, on all fours. I got on the bed, right behind her and I guided my length into her cave once more. She lifted her head up, a gasp releasing from her beautiful lips. I leaned down and pressed my lips against her neck, my thrust began. I slid in and out of her, slow, but deep, letting her cave loosen for me. For some reason, her body still was not used to me and we had been f*****g for three days in a row. She rested her head on the bed and moaned, softly to herself. I was able to hear it, however, my ears wanted more.

            I leaned back up and sped up pace. She placed one hand against my torso and I smacked it away.

            “Don’t do that.” I warned her. “I will love to tie your hands up again.”

            She shook her head and tried to deal with my size. She never tried to slow me down, but her lips revealed to me how she felt. Her moans turned to scream within a matter of seconds, forcing me to go deeper than before.

            “f**k!” She screamed.

            My hands were placed on both sides of her waist and I slammed into her again. She bit the sheets on my bed, muffling her cries. I felt a familiar presence in my room and I rolled my eyes as I already knew who it was. Still f*****g Nena like my life depended on it, my unexpected and never invited father came and joined me on the bed. Nena gasped, her body tensing up when she saw the unfamiliar man, resting on my bed like he stayed there. I stopped moving and glared at him.

            “Oh, did I interrupt you?” He asked with sarcasm in his voice.

            “What the f**k you want?” I asked him. “You see I’m busy.”

            “Yes, I indeed do.”

            He eyed Nena and Nena looked down at the sheets. Good girl, I thought to myself.

            “She’s gorgeous.” My father boosted. “And she’s the way I like them- young and an amateur in bed.”

            “Get the f**k out!” I shouted.

            “Why? I can’t enjoy her screams and moans like you do every night.”

            I pulled out of Nena and pulled my pants back up. Father chuckled and continued to stare at Nena, who covered herself up with her hands.

            “Where did you find this one at?” He asked.

            “None of your f*****g business.” I said, through gritted teeth.

            Father got up and walked over to the lower half of the bed. He grabbed Nena by the leg and pulled her towards him.

            “Let me see how flexible this one is.” He toyed.

            Just seeing him touch her pissed me off. But, it not only woke me up. It woken someone else up inside of me. My wolf, the voice I had not heard for a long time. When my eyes locked onto Nena’s, she looked frightened. That’s when the voice of my wolf spoke to me.

            My Luna… Don’t let him touch my mate, Liam….