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ALL CHARACTERS WRITTEN IN THIS FANFIC ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF 18. NO BIRDS WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS CHAPTER. (18+).
"You have to be clear Richard." Elsie said as she massaged his balls.
A suffocating air of tension filled the space, thick and oppressive, weighing down on Kate as she watched in stunned silence. The scent of sweat, lust, and something darker hung in the air, as if the very room had absorbed the carnal energy of what was unfolding before her eyes while the soft hum of a ceiling fan provided the only noise besides the wet sounds filling the space.
Elsie purred, her voice a low whisper against the backdrop of moans. Her fingers moved with expert precision, massaging his balls as her other hand teased the length of his hard shaft. The muscles in Richard's legs quivered with need, his breath coming out in laboured gasps as Elsie worked her magic.
Richard, eyes glazed over with desire, barely managed to get the words out. "I want to cum in your mouth, Elsie."
Before the sentence even finished hanging in the air, Elsie dived forward with a pang of ravenous hunger, her lips parting to swallow him whole. The room seemed to grow smaller as her mouth enveloped him, taking his entire length in one swift, practised motion.
Kate stood frozen, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched the scene unfold. A mixture of pain and disbelief surged through her, but she couldn't tear her eyes away.
'How does she do that?' Kate's thoughts were conflicted, a twisted sense of awe blending with the sharp sting of betrayal. She hated herself for even admiring Elsie's technique, and yet she couldn't help but marvel at the sight, despite the deep hurt festering in her chest. The way Richard had spoken, so openly, so brazenly—right in front of her—was like a dagger to the heart.
In a way she couldn't blame Richard, if someone could give him that much pleasure by taking all of him while she could barely do much, she tried to understand but her innerwolf was raging at that scene and torn apart. She wanted to rip apart Elsie now but in the Lycan world, it was extremely clear if you met someone who was weaker than you, on your level, stronger than you and someone you couldn't hope to defeat. This was a survival trait for them as it helped them make decisions that affected their lives.
In this case, if Alpha Alphonso, his Beta and his Gamma weren't around, it would be Elsie who had the strength and knowledge to head the pack, in fact she was a Luna of her own making and little was holding her in the pack since she didn't have the same close bond the other pack members had. If she wanted she could leave and any of the prominent packs would welcome her as their shaman or she could just have a force of her own which was even more dangerous than letting her leave for another pack. Her intelligence and knowledge are something envied by the other packs after all.
Richard groaned, his body trembling, and within seconds, his cock pulsed violently as he released into Elsie's waiting mouth. He shuddered, his knees buckling beneath the weight of his orgasm, but Elsie held him steady, wrapping an arm around his waist as his seed shot down her throat. She swallowed greedily, never missing a drop, watching Richard give away something so precious to his mate to her as a feeling of a successful hunt and conquest filled her being. Richard's groans turned to weak whimpers, his body spent and powerless in her grasp.
After conducting so many experiments on various things and herself included, she had lost some feelings and emotions, some of which included the sense of belonging or bond to her pack which is why Alpha Alphonso would do anything to retain her until he could find someone within the pack who could replace her which was highly unlikely. Her achievements are hard to top, one of which is extending the lifespan and youth of the pack leader and his generation from an expected two centuries to almost a millennia and with time she could do more.
Kate's gaze locked onto Richard's face, a look of utter surrender plastered across his features—eyes half-lidded, mouth agape.
'I've never seen him look like that… so weak, so vulnerable,' she thought, a bitter chuckle bubbling up in her throat.
'It's almost… funny.'
But the laughter quickly turned into tears, the pain of betrayal cutting through her like a hot blade.
"The seed of a stolen mate… Mmm," Elsie murmured, the words dripping with satisfaction as she licked her lips. She let Richard collapse onto the table, his cock still rigid and twitching from the aftershocks. She relished this feeling as this is one of the few feelings she could still feel.
Elsie's taunt echoed through Kate's mind, and deep within her, she felt her inner wolf stir—growling in agony at the sight of her mate with another woman. She could feel the beast's rage clawing at the inside of her skin, but she kept it caged, unable to do anything but watch.
Elsie, unable to contain herself, climbed atop Richard with an almost predatory grace. With a few teasing strokes and a little fondling of his balls, she had him hard again, and without hesitation, she impaled herself onto him. Richard came almost instantly, his body betraying him once more.
"Sheesh, a quick shot…" Elsie teased, her hips rolling as she rode him in the cowgirl position. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, their rhythm mesmerizing, catching the dim light as they swayed before Kate's tear-filled eyes.
"…Not as attractive as your face, handsome," she giggled, leaning forward to capture his lips in a heated kiss.
Kate's heart clenched painfully in her chest as she watched, her legs trembling beneath her. She couldn't take it anymore. Desperation clawed at her, and she bolted for the door, if she couldn't beat Elsie she may as well leave and call others. But her hands fumbled against the handle. But it wouldn't budge. The memory of seeing the keys lying near Elsie and Richard flashed in her mind.
'Of course... the keys are behind me.'
The sounds of Elsie's moans and Richard's groans filled her ears as she was forced to walk back, each step feeling like an eternity. Her body moved against her will, her legs carrying her closer and closer until she was kneeling in front of them. This was Elsie's magic. Elsie's body glistened with sweat as she continued to ride Richard, her moans echoing through the room in a symphony of pleasure.
"Why?" Kate cried out, her voice breaking.
"He called your name," Elsie said between breathless moans, a glimmer of something wicked dancing in her eyes.
For a fleeting second, hope sparked in Kate's chest. But it was crushed just as quickly when Elsie turned to face her, now straddling Richard in a reverse cowgirl position.
"I've given Richard control, Kate," she said with a sultry smirk, bouncing on his cock without a hint of shame.
"He can move. So why isn't he moving away from me?"
Richard's hips bucked beneath her, thrusting into Elsie with reckless abandon. His eyes, hazy with lust, flicked toward Kate for a brief moment, but then his gaze fell back onto Elsie. Despite the brief connection, he didn't stop. He couldn't.
Elsie laughed, her voice breathy and tinged with ecstasy.
"Is he… trying… to… impregnate me?" she panted between moans as Richard continued to pound into her, his cock stiff and relentless.
"Stop this, Rick! Stop this illusion, Elsie!" Kate cried out, her voice cracking with desperation. She wanted this to end—needed it to end.
"Oh, but it's not an illusion, dear," Elsie purred, pushing Richard back with a playful thrust of her hips. She smirked as she continued to ride him, her body moving with practised ease.
"Okay, Richard," Elsie teased, her voice thick with pleasure. "Try not to cum in the next three seconds, and I'll let you go to your mate." She smiled as she continued to bounce, her breasts swaying in front of Kate's face. Each movement was a sensual taunt, her body dripping with control.
"Three…" Elsie began the countdown, her grin widening as she saw the panic flicker in Kate's eyes. Kate held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she silently willed Richard to stop.
"Two…" Elsie paused her riding, but squeezed Richard's shaft tightly, causing him to jerk upwards. His body convulsed, and with a low, guttural groan, he exploded inside her once again, his entire body trembling as wave after wave of release overtook him.
"I didn't even get to one," Elsie said with a teasing laugh.
She turned her attention back to Kate, a smug smile playing on her lips.
"I know I tasted your mate's seed… but now you can have a taste too. It is your mate's, after all."
Before Kate could react, Elsie guided her head toward her dripping sex, where Richard's seed pooled between her legs, mixing with her own wetness. Kate's body stiffened, her mind screaming for her to resist, but deep down, she felt the pull of something darker... something she wasn't sure she could fight anymore.
Have I shown you Elsie's character art? She is the dark-skinned woman on my cover wallpaper on my author page here on webnovel and also on the cover page of my patreon, you know her along with Queen Ashley, Kaguya from the Gilgamesh fanfic, Wonderwoman from the DoomSlayer fanfic and the others.