18+ story.
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Alexei had tasted good when I put my lips to him.
Enough moisture from both of us to make it worthwhile.
But was it worth being driven four miles out, to a neighbouring state, with my wrists tied behind my back and a loose sack over my head?
No.
What I did with Alexei was perfectly natural for an inquisitive eighteen-year-old, who was noticing boys had penises that went from soft to hard when you touched them for the first time. It did not warrant leaving behind my school, my friends and my family just because I'd been caught on my knees in front of him, his zipper down, my hand on the prize and cheek bulging with the outline of glans and rigid prepuce.
Curiously he had only started tutoring me math the week before.
To be fair, it wasn't Alexei's fault. Boys get stupid when you put them in their mouths. It's like they forget they have a big brain to push you away with and instead think with their little brain. And that's the thing with Alexei. He's got the biggest brain I know. I mean up there. He's the same age as me but a math whizz and very brainy.
But the boy was fine.
There was no two ways about it.
He is tall, and skinny and not very athletic.
But everyone saw his balls at the last gathering where females went into heat. They'd dropped all of a sudden, and out of nowhere, this boy virgin had come of age and it was clear the shackles of his lingering boyhood were going to be cast off later that night.
And without any technique or finesse, I'd watched him work his way through six women on the grass, wrenching their ankles open, bracing his knees wide and apart to hold their knees wide and apart, and that gave everyone quite a spellbinding view of his large, deeply pigmented, testicle pouches made of smooth ringed muscle, that were hypnotic as he snapped his hips to and fro, causing them to slap rhythmically against the clit of the woman he was taking, who screamed in ecstasy.
And after it was all over and he could barely walk, he put his glasses back on and reverted back to usual Alexei, who couldn't look at a woman for more than two minutes without dropping his gaze, showing his submission.
So I was curious, okay?
I couldn't get it out of my head. The boy was a month younger, but he'd found his sexual drive and now it was turn for my slice of the pie.
He'd been teaching me calculus, I dropped an eraser, crawled over to his legs and started sliding down his zipper. Alexei had jumped, frantically pushing back the chair and reached out to grab my wrists. By then it was too late. I'd pulled down the paper-thin boxer briefs in the colour jade – and his cock was in my hand and in my mouth.
At that point Alexei had thirty seconds to pull me away, but he didn't.
Why?
Because his big brain had gone out of action, and he was gaping down at me giving him hot penis action. So even though the initial surprise could've stopped him from pulling me away, he totally had a thirty second window as my head bobbed and down, to further cool down the scene but he didn't. That's the crucial thing.
But yet it's me being punished when my brother's mate Marilynn walked in. My brother being Nick, the alpha. They had collectively banished me to my room, until the following evening where I was bundled out of the house, with a sack over my head and four escorts getting into the van in not the friendliest of manner and limited wording.
"Where are you taking me?" I whined, aware Nick had sent four chaperones with me, one of them being Alexei. Only the two of us in the car knew the full extent of why I was being sped away from the house, which left the other three completely in the dark and if he wasn't going to say anything to inform the others about the hot penis action, then I wasn't going to either because it was frankly embarrassing.
Alexei was harmless compared to the other brooding three.
Baron, who my brother saw as his second-hand man was nine years older than me and just had a vibe not to be messed with. He'd fought in a huge battle about a decade ago, between the wolves and vampires, along with Nick, and since then his loyalty went unquestioned and unparalleled. He was in charge of taking me out somewhere to get appropriately punished, I'm guessing.
He was always nice however, and frequently looked out for my comfort and looked out for me.
Next was Elias who was the most intimately acquainted with every female of the pack. He was only a year older, and joined the pack three years ago, but I can tell you with absolute confidence he managed to fuck all the females under the age of thirty, including Marilynn, before Nick claimed her.
This boy never skipped the monthly gathering and was not shy to take females by the hand and to guide them to his favourite spot, under an ancient elder tree in our back yard that led into a national forest.
He was known to be a gentleman, in the leadup to and after a mating, but during it an absolute freak in the sheets.
I'd heard from the others who'd experienced it, including Marilynn herself - that he would walk up to a female, as she keened and scrabbled in the mud, temporarily stupefied them by kissing the underside of their wrist before guiding them to his favoured spot, which was shielded by large bushes and no-one could possibly peek in, unless they took the singular trail up to that tree – and then proceed to pound her into the ground, one of her legs over his shoulder, thrust thrust thrust as her screams washed over the clearing.
Then after the pivotal orgasm, he'd ease her leg down so they gently closed, in complete contrast to how wide he'd held it before to hit that orgasmic angle, help her wash off at the nearby stream and then walk her back to the clearing, where he'd proceed to repeat the same process all night until the moon went down, and the heat faded, leaving him as one of the favourites and most memorable to give privacy but also thorough power to satisfy that burning itch.
Elias was one to watch, because without a shadow of a doubt, I was going to witness this side of him first-hand, the question of when I was going to attract him.
Shifting my leg, I felt Elias pressed against my righthand side hard, so instinctively I shrank back against Baron, who reached out and placed a hand over my knee as he looked out the window. Which I only knew because I could see shadows through the threadbare sack, and his face was tilted towards the window.
The last of my chaperones was Luke.
Luke was twenty-two and utterly devoted to searching for his mate, who he was convinced he'd tracked down a few hundred miles away, but unable to approach because she was the daughter of an abusive cop and underage. But he'd narrowed it down to the next few months. He had this whole plan brewing where he was going to kidnap her, shortly after graduation and then she would magically see how perfect he was, when he poses as a one-night-stand that just won't go away.
Seriously, seriously flawed.
"Okay," I huffed, not liking the silence except the occasional rustle. "So, you won't tell me where I'm going. At least tell me what will happen when I get there. Barron?"
"It's simple, Georgia," he said, low voice just about audible over the engine. "From what I gather, you are nearing your time to adulthood, just like Alexei reached his a few weeks ago. Nick doesn't want to see you at your first gathering running into trouble, so he's got us on babysitting duties for over the summer, to help you out in a house just for you for a few months and then take you back."
"Okay," I replied, not feeling okay at all.
Nick thought I was coming into my first heat, although I still didn't feel any different than last month. He was sending me away, just because he didn't want to physically see a hung Alexei fucking me in the open for all to watch, or Elias, with his cock bobbing with renewed interest, guide me away only for my screams to pierce the night air multiple times.
Basically, he didn't want to see or hear me having sex but was thinking it was an inevitable outcome with my latest hot penis action. An adult female came into heat once a month, and whilst the mated knew the score, the unmated will literally attract anyone interested and be unable to say no to all of them. A mated female was irresistible to only one – an unmated female was a free-for-all and free-to-fuck.
No male had to be worried about being rejected at the gathering, which is why you will never find a repressed virgin in our community, however bad he looked.
And now my brother was sending me away with the boy I had my lips wrapped around just yesterday, and another who was a notorious gentleman except for the actual deed, where he wore you like an abused glove before he washed you off gently.
Why?
Invisible smoke came out of my nose.
He was basically telling me who to fuck, or rather the limited four who could fuck me. The other two was beyond nauseating, not that the wolf would care when the time came. Barron was best friends with Nick. And I was being served up on a platter as a reward for all the years of good service? Sick fuck! My struggle with my wrists renewed but died as quickly because I wanted to save energy for the real fight.
Barron was nowhere near my real brother, or even my brotherly figure, because he was not around long enough to form that bond, when he disappeared for a few years after the war. But he was a calming influence ever since I knew him and would probably make sure all my needs were catered too.
That's why he was here in charge.
I let out a slow breath.
I couldn't bring myself to ask if he was going to stick around the full summer I was going to be "kept away" because that would almost certainly mean he will be around when I go into heat, and nine years older or no, he'll have sex with me, best friend with Nick or whatever.
Barron…
Feeling betrayed, I gulped and thought of Luke.
Oh no! He'd already found his mate. What was he doing here? Did someone mislead him here, or was he planning to have some fun before he settled. I couldn't see Luke as someone who would want fun, when he was so obsessed over his future mate, so the only possibility that he was being used as a sperm donor and he couldn't object because he wasn't mated yet, renewed my vows that I had to escape at some point and not let any of them touch me.
Again, my knee brushed against Elias on my right.
He knew exactly was going to happen to me, oh my god!
That's why he was here.
Barron's hand was still on my other knee. And that's why he was coming…
Panic climbed in my throat, but I swallowed it down.
Objectively, I was ready for my gathering and taken by numerous people. Like Alexei, going from virgin to having six notches on the belt overnight was nothing new or traumatic. In that gathering, I probably would accept these four no questions asked, if they presented themselves randomly on the night. But Nick orchestrating it to be only these four, and allowing me to simmer about it in advance?
I can't deal.
Not even with Alexei.
He'd chosen these four guys as the best people to fuck me. Who does that? Nobody does that. Until it was staring me in the face that a brother could actually control who fucked and came hotly inside his own sister.
And one of them was his best friend, a guy nearing thirty, instead of another teenager like me.
It honestly felt like I was being marionetted into place and every instinct rebelled. Time to actually hoodwink these guys and get the fuck out.