The scent of my arousal spread across the room and I felt like I was flooding with wetness underneath. A finger ran along the swollen lips of my cunt and I squirmed at his rough touch. "That's right, stay wet for me, it might not hurt that much." ••• At first, it was a myth, but then it became a rumor. About an Alpha beast... A scarred beast who lived in the shadows. known as a sex Alpha before the battle went down and after, he was known as the scarred beast who preyed on females in heat. No female had ever survived his wrath or bore his mark. Except for one. Penelope never thought that she could come across one full moon night where she felt more heated than ever. Once marked by the beast, everyone frowned upon her and she was ruined until the beast appeared again, claiming her as his. 18+ (Gruesome sex scenes)
P E N E L O P E
'You and I both know that you like it rough,"
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I knew I shouldn't have agreed on going to the lake house with Ama and Carl but they both literally dragged me out of my apartment and I couldn't do anything about it. My final semester were at the corner and I had pack duties to take care of, yet, I came along with them, willingly.
Carl slapped the water as I maintained to stay stern over the rocks inside the lake. There were only a few times I went swimming and I ended up walking so I didn't know it well.
"Stop throwing water at me!" I yelled at Carl but she rolled her eyes before smacking the water again.
My hair and face got wet. I grunted and walked towards the shore to leave and get back into the lake house. It was a stress living with Ama and Carl at the same house.
"Ugh come one Penny, I'm sorry!" Carl shouted running behind me. "I was just playing."
"You know I don't like it when water gets in my eyes."
"Yeah, yeah I know."
I grabbed the towel resting outside the lake house and wrapped it around my body before going inside. Carl followed me, we chit-chatted on our way in and stopped when we found Ama- cooking.
"Oh my fuck it smells horrible!" Carl exclaimed, her face scrunching with disgust. She wasn't wrong- Ut smelled horrible, More than that.
"What did you even make?" I asked Ama.
Peeking inside the kitchen, I found a bunch of burnt cookies. "You were supposed to only keep them for ten minutes." I told her.
Ama bit into one of the cookies and tasted it, "Really? They taste good."
"We, we are ordering in." Carl whipped her hair around before disappearing into the washroom.
While I waited. I grabbed my phone and checked the missed calls I had received from my ex-Boyfriend, Elvis, he hadn't stopped calling me and it was getting irritating now.
"Elvis again?" Ama asked, trashing all the cookies. For a moment, I wished I could have trashed Elvis just like the cookies.
"Yeah, I'm going to block his number." I said clicking on the block button. I was here, at the lake house, for a vacation, not to speak to my ex who still wasn't over with me.
Ama walked over to me and glanced at my phone, " I don't understand men," she sipped on wine to get rid of the burnt cookies, "Like, didn't he mate with his mate? Why does he still want you?"
It wasn't long when Elvis found his mate, Jane and he didn't waste a second before mating with her while he was in a relationship with me. It pissed me and my wolf off to the edge that I broke up with him the exact moment I found a mark over Jane's neck.
How could he even do it?
"I know, I told him a thousand times- I forgave him and he should just be with his mate." I sighed and threw my phone over the couch as Carl walked out of the washroom. She was dressed now and I was still the only one on swim suit.
"Yes, I hate men like him. Like, choose one dude." Ama exclaimed, rolling her eyes.
The breakup was horrible, I couldn't stop crying for days and after that, my wolf went into heat for no reason-maybe because I wasn't getting any sex. I tried to get my mind off Elvis but nothing worked out until the very end, when my exams came near and my Alpha decided to give me a warrior rank in the pack.
"Well, I'm not going to loose my mind over Elvis. I'm sure he's bedding Jane and calling me at the same time." Letting out a low growl, I walked into the washroom and cleared my mind off Elvis.
He could fuck whoever he wanted to.
I was done.
After shaking off the lake water and showering, I chanted and joined Ama and Carl for dinner that was ordered as none of us knew how to cook.
"So, how many more days?" Carl asked, leaning on the chair. "I'm loving this place already, I'm obsessed!"
It was AMA's Dad lake house that we apparently stole for a week. Three days had already passed by and I was already aching to go back home.
"Four more days sweetie, enjoy all you can!" Ama stood up and pulled a wine bottle from the cabinet. She came back to the table and poured it for all of us. "And don't forget to put out the fire before sleeping. The house was going to get burnt yesterday if I hadn't woken up."
"My fault- I admit." I said, raising my hands in defense. "I'll keep an eye out for the fire this time." I was too sad last night and couldn't stop thinking how great Elvis and I were before everything happened.
We had the best sex ever.
And I couldn't find that in another man. I refused to admit that anyone could eat me out better than Elvis- His mouth and my Pussy had their own secret romance.
"Yes, please!" Ama said.
I stopped eating and scratched the back of my neck, " yo, I had been wanting to ask something...."
"Go on,"
"My wolf, you know she's best and she wants to get out. Do you think it's safe around here?" I asked her. Ama and Carl chuckled. "Come on! I just want to take a run."
Ama pressed my shoulder and nodded her head, " There are no other hunters here and no other packs. It's safe but beware of the trials that lead towards the house of the beast."
"What the fuck?!" I didn't know wether she was joking or not.
"You don't know?" Ama questioned me and I shook my head. She glanced at Carl who was surprised just as me, "Do you know?"
"About?" Carl asked.
"The beast?"
"Heck if I know? I don't live here girl." Carl shrugged, confused.
"Oh God, you both don't know anything about the beast?" Ama asked us again and we shoot out heads for the second time.
"This calls for story time!"
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