The Alpha's Prize

After a long and busy day, I decided to have a nice, relaxing bath, needing to wash the day away. I soaked in the large tub until my fingers started to prune, warning me to get out before I looked like a shrivelled-up piece of fruit. I stepped out of the tub, dried myself and threw on my white nightgown.

I entered the bedroom and saw that Cain was back; he was sitting in one of the chairs by the fire. He seemed lost and mesmerized by the flames as he stared into them.

I walked over to him. “Everything ok?" I asked, looking down at him. Cain remained still for a moment, and his gaze slowly rose to meet mine. He trapped me in my spot with his eyes, staring at me with lust and a look of longing.

Cain wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. “It is now.” He said quietly, and my wolf purred at the close contact between us. She seemed to be warming up to Cain and loved it when he paid attention to us.

He slowly lifted my nightgown, exposing my underwear and stomach. Cain nipped and kissed my sensitive flesh. He then reached around and gripped my ass tightly, causing me to let out a pleasure-filled moan

Cain paused for a moment, and then his eyes went pitch black like the lust had taken hold of him. He gripped my underwear and ripped them from my body before standing from the chair, lifting me in his arms and throwing me onto the bed.

He stalked over and hovered above me. His chest heaved as he licked his lips; the sight of Cain at this moment made me quiver with anticipation, attraction and lust.

Cain grabbed hold of my nightgown and shredded the material like it was on fire, leaving me completely exposed to him now.

“Mine!” He growled.

Cain lowered himself onto his knees, grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He began kissing my inner thighs and biting my skin. I moaned from the pleasure and the fiery sexual desire coming to life within me. I tried to squeeze my legs closed, but Cain just pried them open, keeping my legs right where he wanted them.

He continued kissing my inner thigh, slowly moving upwards; his one hand was firmly placed on my hip, keeping me still, while the other started to rub my clit.

I moaned loudly and gripped the sheets as he inserted a finger inside my wet pussy, then another, while his thumb continued to rub my clit.

Cain let out a satisfactory growl. “You like that, my love?”

I closed my eyes and threw my head back. “Yes! Oh god, yes.” I moaned out.

“You just wait; we've barely begun.”

Holy shit, what else was he going to do to me? I was already on the verge of an orgasm, like nothing I'd ever experienced before. He continued pumping his fingers in and out while kissing my thigh and lightly biting my sensitive flesh. My body was on fire and aching from the pleasure. I began trembling, and I ran my fingers through his tousled hair, gripping it lightly. Then, just as I was about to explode, he stopped suddenly and removed his fingers from where I so badly needed release.

My head shot up. “What the hell?” I shouted.

“You don’t cum till I tell you too, and making you wait, is my punishment for how bad you've been.” he grinned wickedly, then bit my leg.

I scrunched my face in disbelief. “Are you fucking serious? Cain, don't do this to me.” I whined.

His near-black eyes narrowed on me. “I will do whatever the fuck I want to you. You are mine, baby.” I began to sit up, not wanting to play into his games, but he was quick to shove me back onto the bed and hold me in place.

Cain tsked at me. “I don't think so; you're not getting away that easy. You've been bad and deserve to be punished, how I see fit.”

Oh, fuck it. “Then punish me,” I said seductively. I may not know how I truly feel about Cain and our situation, but right now, this feels right, he feels right, and I fucking need him.

His eyes went pitch black as a deep growl vibrated from his chest. Cain stood from the floor and quickly removed his pants and boxers, leaving him exposed to me now and holy shit! His cock was thick and long, t was a significant difference compared to Erik, and he was my first. Shit! This might hurt.

Cain leaned over me and placed his hands underneath my outer thighs. “Move up and grip the headboard.” His tone held so much dominance.

He helped push me up the bed, and I reached for the headboard, gripping it tightly. Cain crawled up the bed like the animal he was, and I bit my lip in excitement.

Cain grabbed a pillow and placed it behind my head. “Don't let go until I say so, understood?”

My chest heaved. “Yes.” I almost whispered.

He tilted his head and raised a brow. “Yes, what?”

Am I supposed to say something else? This shit was new to me. “Yes, sir?” I said it more like a question.

He smirked. “Good girl.”

Cain started kissing my neck, slowly moving down; he then began to kiss my breast. His fingers pinched my right nipple as he took the other in his mouth, sucking and nipping at it.

His hand came up and gripped my hair firmly as he engulfed my mouth with his, kissing me like his life depended on it.

Cain reared back. “Are you ready?” He questioned me.

I nodded my head, and he didn’t waste a moment. Cain thrust into me hard, filling and stretching me. I gasped from the mixture of pain and pleasure.

He stilled, “You, ok?” He asked with concern.

I nodded my head. “Fuck me, Cain.” I moaned out.

He gripped my hips and started pounding into me; each thrust was hard, fast and deep. At this moment, it felt like we were one, and nothing could destroy us.

Cain continued pounding into me as the orgasm built up again, like a firework ready to blow. His fingers dug into my skin as he strengthened his hold on my hips before lifting me up and onto his lap. Cain reared back onto his heels and held me in his arms as he continued thrusting deep inside of me. He gripped my hair, pulled me down and kissed me roughly.

He brought his lips to my ear, sucking my ear lobe gently and then releasing it. “Cum for me, Freja.” He whispered softly.

He moved his hips in what can only be described as sorcery, and that was it. I moaned his name loud enough the entire house probably heard as my orgasm rocketed throughout my body. A moment later, he came inside of me, filling me up with his seed. We sat in each other's arms, regaining ourselves before Cain laid me down on the bed gently.

"How do you feel?” He questioned.

I sighed with delight. “Exhausted.”

A low chuckle vibrated from his chest. “I told you, we were just getting started.”

My eyes widened. “What? Again?"

"We aren't through, my love.” He had a sinister look in his eyes, and I knew I was in for it.

My brows scrunched together; he can't be serious? He disappeared into the bathroom and came back with a cloth. Cain cleaned me up before going into the closet and returning with a leather belt. Cain grabbed my hands and pulled me up from the bed as he began to tie my wrists together. I stared at him, my eyes wandering downwards, staring at his hard abs and at his cock that was once again rock hard.

“You are being punished tonight for all the shit you've caused.” He gripped my wrists and pulled me into him. “And I'm going to fuck you raw,” Cain whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

I raised an eyebrow. “Oh yea, how?” I asked temptingly. Hearing him say that he was going to punish me had me wet for him again and wanting more.

He turned me around and bent me over the bed. Cain then caressed my bottom with his palm before smacking my ass hard. I let out a pleasure-filled moan and gripped the sheets with my bounded hands. Next, he reached between my legs and began to gently massage my clit. My legs became weak and felt like jelly. Finally, Cain inserted a finger, bringing me closer to my climax, and the room filled with my moans.

"Cain, please!” I pleaded with him, needing to release.

He growled, “I love it when you beg me, baby.” Cain smacked my ass again

Cain slowly pulled his finger out, then plowed into me for the second time tonight and continued to fuck me until we were both sore and entirely spent.

After he finally finished punishing me, as he called it, we laid there on the bed staring at each other. He brought his hand up and ran his thumb across my jaw. “Freja, let me mark you,” Cain asked sincerely.

I shook my head. “No, not yet; I'm just not ready yet,” I answered honestly.

Cain groaned. "Why?" He asked with irritation.

I pursed my lips and shrugged. “I can't give you a reason. All I can tell you is I'm not ready for that yet.”

He huffed. “Ok, I'll wait, but I'll be honest, I can’t wait much longer, not only that, I don’t want too and my wolf is growing tired of not marking you,” Cain said in a dead-serious tone.

I nodded, knowing how he felt, as my wolf wanted his mark, she was craving it almost. “Yes, I understand, just a bit more time, please?”

Cain nodded his head in agreement. “Get some sleep; you need your rest.” He said with a cheeky smirk, proud of himself.