|Little Red|
The wolf has shown his sadistic side. I'm not exaggerating, I'm telling it like it is. What else can you call stuffing a toy into your captive and then forcing her to pack up some food for a stargazing ceremony. You ever had an egg shaped bunny to toy inside of you? It's not comfortable. I've been walking around like something crawled up my ass.
Actually, that might be an accurate description of what I'm feeling. I haven't felt any vibrations, or expansions, so my thoughts were a bit okay. Every though the bunny ears of the toy put pressure on my clit, making every step I take a one of pleasure.
I sat behind a booth with the sheeps, serving people desserts. The stars were out, and I've never seen then this close and beautiful. They were brighter than I thought. The sky was a dark purple, and it added something to the night.
People set out their blankets, and plates. Conversing and having a good time just watching the stars.
I found out from Lopita that this was Derek's idea. Which only made me a bit annoyed by the people who feared and treated him like a violent beast. He is a violent beast but I've seen him treat them better than most beast would.
I should spit in their meals. But I am not crazy.
A few minutes into the night, Petal was talking non-stop about her husband. My husband this, my husband that, my husband- and this terrified me- is the kindest man on this planet. My sister was feeling ill after her mate rejected her, and because he knows that I love her, he's been spending every night at her place.
I shit you not, this sheep actually said that with pride.
But it gets even scarier, no one but Mischa found an issue with this.
Both Lopita and Koana cheered for her husband.
"Wow, that is the most romantic thing anyone can do." Koana praised, and Petal fluttered her lashes.
Mischa shared a look with me. "Excuse me for a minute, I would like to bring a meal to my husband." He doesn't wait for a response, he grabs the tray he'd prepared and walked down the snow covered hill to where a male with dark hair, a slim built, and a jaggered red scar on his left eye was waiting.
I watched them interact. This large man, Mischa, was the house husband to such a small man. I was confused for a second, but that changed once I saw him say something that cracked Mischa up. He had a white bandage around his arm but he carried the tray out of Mischa's hands and urged his husband to sit.
I say urged instead of ordered, because from the movement of his lips it looked like he was asking Mischa to join him for a minute.
To which the larger male obliged.
I'd like to watch them more but Petal's voice creeped in and her stories were becoming more and more disturbing.
"That's not even the best part. Look over there, he knows she's lonely so he's offered her to sit with us."
I turned my head along with the other two. Petal's husband was a tall man that had the look of prestige written all over his face. He reminded me of a narcissist that was born with privilege, and the shiniest silver spoon in the world.
His white hair was just as long as hers, and he had her sister's head on his chest. The smile on her sister's face was a dead giveaway, but the way she looked at him said everything.
We could see them because we were on the side of the hill that allowed us to see everyone clearly.
I winced, but didn't get a chance to point out that his arm was a little bit too tight around her sister's hips. And that he kept pecking her knuckles.
A vibration suddenly startled me and my knee bumped the table. It was built strong do none of the food even moved.
My breathing sped up, and I shot a look towards the top of the hill, far from everyone else. Where the wolf was leaning on his palms, staring up ahead. From this position I couldn't see what he was doing but my god, he was doing something with that remote because I suddenly felt too full.
And pleasure bounced around my body, making it a task to maintain a straight face.
Luckily the women were too busy praising Petal's husband.
I cleared my throat and they stopped.
"Is everything alright? Your face is a little red." Lopita asked.
I nodded. "Just curious about- argh-" I slapped my forehead against the table, biting my lip to keep my moans from disrupting the night.
I felt hands on my shoulders and quickly brushed them away.
"I haven't met any of your husbands, so I'm just curious."
That sent their worries away, and they started pointing.
It was a struggle for my eyes to find the men they were tied too. Lopita's husband Cyrus was a joker.
He made people laugh, and honestly looked like a nice guy. So you know he's secretly a psychopath.
His chest was bare, smooth brown skin with a similar tribal mark to his wife and a feather stuck into his braided hair. He wore a baggy pair of pants that looked hand stitched and fitted for someone like him. He wasn't bulky.
No he has a normal build for a man over six feet.
Koana's husband was a quiet one. His face was buried in a book so I couldn't see what he looked like. But he was dressed like the apocalypse would happen any time soon with three swords next to him.
His hair was a brown color, with white strands at the front.
They married good looking men. All excluding Petal.
My brain shut off for a split second as the vibrations increased. I found myself wanting the comfort of the wolf's rule that said I wasn't allowed to hold back my sounds around him.
But I'm not about to let the entire pack know that I'm into my so called husband. Even though there's nothing binding us, aside for some hickeys, a mark, and a collar. Nothing else.
What was I thinking about? Yes, Petal's husband, Kyroz.
Mischa's husband, Ozai, struck me as a good husband. One who probably didn't ask Mischa to be so submissive but would go along with it because it makes then both happy.
Cyrus struck me as the classic nice and funny guy. The one that was either at war with depression, or a generally basty person behind doors.
Stephen, Koana's man, didn't give me the vibes of anything but a quiet alpha who barely showed any emotions back to the people who loved him.
At this thought, he looked up and Koana blew him a kiss. His face went from happy- probably from the book- to stoic and blank. He looked back to the book without acknowledging her existence.
That burned me and I'm not even his wife.
As for Kyroz, Petal's special and great husband, this man carried the biggest red flags. Flags that have never been reder. I know that's not a word, but you can kiss my ass.
It was clear that he was a cheater, and whatever bad thing he did, Petal had been brainwashed to think it was okay.
That is just sad.
The vibrations had gotten higher, and now I was struggling to not grind my thighs, or part my legs as the toy fattened and started moving. I stood the moment I heard wet lewd sounds.
Okay, that's enough analyzing.
I gathered up some food for the wolf, because I know he will ask me to go back for some and prepared to make the shaky walk to our blanket.
"Where are you going? You didn't say anything about our-"
"Very good looking men. I can see why you're all happy, and loving women." They blushed and decided to close the food booth for now since they wanted to enjoy the night.
I don't care.
All I care about is making it to a place where the noises won't be heard.
I made it to the wolf, by some strike of luck without tripping even though my eyes closed half way through. I placed the tray between us, tugged my red coat on tighter- because I'm not a psycho like the rest of them who don't mind freezing- and pulled my knees to my chest.
The wolf laughed, his thick chest flexed and I gaped at the erotic sight.
Or at least it felt erotic to me.
My eyes managed to spot the sheeps, and I quickly looked away. Petal had taken a seat next to her husband, but she looked like the third wheel who was just happy to be invited.
Kyroz scooted away from Koana.
But Cyrus hoisted his wife up, and held her while he continued to crack jokes.
I still think he's crazy.
Being far from them meant I could endure my suffering.
But even with my brain being full of endorphins, I couldn't help feeling sad for the half of the domesticated omegas.
Especially Petal. How was she so blind to what was obvious?