Page 21 of Unwilling Mate

We break apart and begin to circle each other. I feel the saliva dripping from my teeth. A smell hit my nose that I hadn't expected. Fear. It may as well have been blood in the water. However, I surprised him by going for his hind leg.

Ripping his throat out would be far too quick for him. I have other plans. My teeth sink into his leg and I begin to shake it as hard as I can. It doesn’t take long until I hear and feel his leg crack between my teeth.

Another howl fills the air. But this time, it’s one of fear and anguish. Letting go of his leg, he tries to limp away in submission. I cut him off, however, and bare my teeth at him. He lays down trying to signal that he is done. Too bad, because I am not done, not even close.

Swiftly, I turn back to my human form and stare down at him.

“Turn. Now,” I command.

Something warm runs down my head and I instinctively put my hand on it. Looking down, I find my fingers covered in blood. Part of my ear is gone I realize.

“Listen Thorn.” he pleads, “I’ll just go my own way. I promise you or the pack will never see me again.”

Ignoring his begging, I yell over my shoulder, “Abbie, bring me a sledge hammer from the shed.”

The blood from his back is quickly spreading on the ground. Alistair begins to crawl towards the pile of clothes he had left on the ground.

“Fuck you, Thorn,” he spits through his teeth.

“Going for your gun Alistair? What a coward you are. Face what you have coming like the Alpha you pretend to be.”

He doesn’t answer me or even gives the impression that he hears me. As much as I hate him. A small part of me respects him for going out trying to swing. Abbie walks up and hands me the sledgehammer with her brows together and her mouth twisted in confusion.

“I am going to fuck you in front of him. Take your pants and panties off and be ready.”

She narrows her eyes at me. She is trying to work out if I am serious or not. But my face shows no sign of joking.

I grab my belt from my pants and make my way over to Alistair. Grabbing him by his broken leg He screams as I drag him over to a stump. I secure his good leg to it with my belt and stare him in the eyes.

“I’m going to break your other leg. Then I’m going to fuck Abbie in front of you.”

I bring the sledge hammer down on his good leg and it makes a sickening snap. A guttural sound escapes from Alistair that was neither completely wolf or human. Blood from an exposed bone splatters on my face. It felt warm and ignited a blood lust inside of me.

I look at Abbie who still hasn’t done as she was told. She will learn to obey me. But right now I don’t have the patience to remind her of my instructions. I grab her arm and bend her over the stump. I grab her pants and panties and rip them apart.

“Get on your tiptoes.” I snarl “Your going to take this until I cum inside of you”

My already rock hard cock bounces in anticipation of breeding Abbie. I press it against her entrance and am pleased to find her already wet.

Looking down I see unfiltered hate in Alistair's eyes.

I smile at him and start rutting Abbie in earnest. Staring into his face as I take Abbie and in part my place as alpha. I slow my pace, retracting from her and then slamming back inside. I want her to cum in front of him before I fill her womb.

I keep this rhythm until I can feel her pussy start to clench. My balls tighten, building an orgasm of my own. My cock is slick with her juices. I feel the liquid trickle down my nuts and drip to the floor. Her whole body goes stiff and I can't contain myself any more. She is already incredibly tight.

Her orgasm is so intense my seed can’t wait any longer. My wolf is fighting to the surface and a deep growl escapes me while I fill her womb with rope after rope of cum. I grabbed the stump with both hands and breathed heavily. My cock deflated quickly but it remained inside her.

Her pussy still pulsing, almost like she wants to milk all of my seed that she could. I smile. Good. No way she isn't pregnant from that. I don’t think ive ever came so hard.

I wait until I catch my breath and then stand up. My cock slides out of her dripping entrance.

“Go get cleaned up. I’ll finish up, out here.”

She grabs what's left of her pants and makes a beeline back to the house. Alistair is barely conscious. A kick to the stomach brings him back.

“Wake up shit head.”

Alistair answers with a coughing fit. He starts to roll over seemingly forgetting that his legs were broken. An immediate scream shoots through the air like a gun going off. His legs were nothing but mush at this point. One of them is still tied to the stump uselessly. He couldn’t go anywhere right now even if he wanted to.

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