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Lena

I'm sore. So sore the next morning when Kieran wakes me, sliding his cock into me from behind. 

"Kieran" I murmur as I whine . 

"Shhhh" he whispers and draws back and then pushes forward. 

"I'm sore" I whine as my cunt decides we need this, getting wet for him with each stroke he makes inside of me. 

Last night , had been too much, too much for my human body to handle, yet my body was his, and it answered the call when he spent hours inside of me. He'd only shifted twice, my pussy being stretched so unbelievably wide by his wolf form. I had no idea how even his human form fit inside of me, let alone the knotted form of his wolf cock. 

"Lena" he growls against my neck, thrusting harder, faster, his hips slapping against my ass and then pushing me onto my stomach and sliding a hand underneath me, pulling me up, to lift my ass and angle me to let him in deeper.

"Kieran, please" I whine as kneels behind me, his hand on my back, pushing me down as he fucks me faster. 

"I can't stop" he groans. "I need you Lena, you're my woman...my mate...you can't ask me to stop....because I won't" he says and my cunt clenches my body licked with a flame that I can't do anything but surrender to. As if my body knows it's his, as if my pussy knows how much he needs it, as if it knows how much I need him, regardless of the pain triggering a flight response in my brain. 

"ow" I cry, but I also moan as his growl fills the room. 

"My mother" I say panting. She hadn't been here last night, was she here now? Would she hear her daughter being taken by her mate?

"Not here" he says and his hands slip up and down my back, and I groan at the way his nails dig, scratching along my back and I push my ass up higher. 

"Please stop" I moan, my body doing the opposite, my body pushing, begging, working for him and his cock. 

"You know I can't" he growls , and again, I wasnt sure how true it was, the feral animalistic need that men and women wolves had for their mates. But even with only being human, I felt how badly I needed it, something inside of me calling him deeper into me, vicious thrusts landing with each slap of his hips against me, his hands grabbing my hips now and my pussy dripping with need. 

"Kieran" I gasp. There was a soreness, and incredible slicing of pain as his thick long cock punished my human body, yet that pain was suffocated and being forced down to make way for the pleasure of it. Digging my hands into the bed, my fingers gripping the sheets he'd put on the bed for us after ruining the other, the soiled sheets from last night, lay in a messy heap on the floor, tainted with my virginity, with my cum, with his.

A low dark growl fills the room and I cry out as I feel it, the shift, his large paws hitting the bed , his fur against my back and my ass, his cock doubling in it's girth, ripping me wide once more and I scream. 

"yes" I cry. "oh god, yes Kieran" 

If I wasn't stuffed full, if I wasn't lost in the desperation of needing to mate...with...my mate...I'd maybe still be put off by the shift, but after last night, and the way it felt for him to claim me this way. The girl who never wanted to fuck an animal...a beast....was pushing her face to the bed for him to get deeper inside of me. He'd said absolutely filthy things to me, after he'd witnessed the way my body reacted to him in his wolf form last night. As strange as it was, to have someone you loved, be in a form where they could only communicate in gruff grunts, growls, licks of their long warm tongue or powerful thrusts , I'd taken more than a liking to him this way when inside of me. 

He'd mentioned several times to me how the females always prefer the male in their wolf form, that once they have them that way, their bodies have a hunger and insatiable desire for their men in wolf form. I never believed it, never wanted to, but after last night, and right now, suffering through the pain of it, to also claim the pleasure. Feeling as if him in this form somehow made him more mine, and me more his. 

With a brutal shove, the knot of his cock is driven into me and I scream again, stuffed so full, so impossibly full, his cock locked inside of me as he howls, and I feel the hot air of his snout in the back of my head, blowing my hair from my back and I shake, my legs a trembling quake as I cum. I feel him too, the pool of his cum that bursts into me, flooding my pussy, and spurting out around his cock and my walls and dripping to the bed as he growls from behind me, those claws, tearing another set of sheets and I clench my destroyed pussy around him, aching, milking his cock for more, the knot pushing against my walls, attached to me, unable to pull out even as his cum flows in a tide inside of me and keeps spilling out over my cunt and onto the bed. 

He's breathing heavy and I reach under myself, my fingers gliding through the slippery mess of his seed that drips all over my pussy, rubbing it into myself, all over my throbbing clit and moaning as I greedily rub the swollen spot, the aching flesh that he'd pinched with his teeth last night.

"please" I moan. "please give me more" 

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After another two rounds with Kieran in wolf form, we take an intimate shower, kissing passionately as he cups my sore and somewhat numb pussy in his hand, making me cum again in the shower as he rubs my clit. 

After the shower, we dress and Kieran warns me to wear pants, that me in a dress or a skirt will only make resisting the urge to take me again worse. 

I fix him breakfast, something i've never done, but it comes on instinct now. I hate it. Hate the way my brain and body want to serve him. But there's something new inside me that enjoys being submissive to him now, putting him on a pedestal as....my king. And that's what he was now...the alpha of his pack....the king. Me...his queen. 

I set the food down in front of him, the smile of appreciation on his face, also somewhat smug, as if to say. "I knew this would happen, I knew you'd learn to submit to me, to be mine in every way." But he doesn't say it, and for that I choose to not start an argument. 

I sit down beside him at the table, sipping on a glass of orange juice as he digs in, finishing the towering plate of food as I just watch. The part of me I tried to deny for so long, the part of me that knew he was my mate, relishes in the way he enjoys the meal I've made him. Another part of me, never having wanted to be this kind of woman. The kind that gets hearts in her eyes over cooking for her man, wanting to serve him. 

 "You'll come to the gathering tonight." he says. It's not a question. 

"Kieran..." I say carefully. 

"Lena." He growls and glares at me, dropping his fork and it clatters onto the plate. "Are we really going to do this?" he bares his teeth to me, his eyes glowing. I shake my head. 

"Do they even want me there?" I ask. Because, I knew I would be expected to come tonight. The entire week would be nightly gatherings, pack runs in the night to celebrate their new leader, to celebrate the life of the one they lost...my father. 

"Of course they want you there, you are the mate of their new alpha." He says angrily. 

"You WILL  be there Lena." He growls at me again. I swallow and I nod. 

"Okay." I say softly. 

"I just....I know that they know I haven't been.." I trail off and he growls. 

"Well...you can show them now...show them you are worthy of being their queen Lena." 

"You WILL go, so quit trying to get out of it. You will be there EVERY night Lena." He says, laying down the word, the law, one I am to follow without question. 

"I'm not trying to get out of it Kieran, I just...I've never been to the gather-"

"And WHOSE fault is THAT?" he asks and smacks his hand on the table and I flinch. 

"Kieran, I'm not trying to fight with you I just-"

He shoves up from the table, pushing back his chair , it skids back and knocks over and I jump and brace my hands on the table. 

"Then stop." He growls and looks down at me. 

I knew that all the men had power inside of them, that made them this way at times, and I also knew that when a man was first made alpha, there was an ego boost of that new power that they could not ignore. My father was not this way, although he told me once that he used to not be as good of a leader as he is now....or...was. I couldnt believe it, couldnt believe he'd ever have yelled at my mother like this, or treated her this way. 

His nostrils flare. I just nod. 

"I need to take a run." he growls and I just sit, looking down at the table as he walks out. 

"When I come back...I'll need you again." he says and I flinch. Was that what this was going to be then....just him making me an object he used to flood out the overflow and built up testosterone of alpha bullshit?

"I'm too sore." I answer him. 

"I don't care." he growls. "And neither will you once I'm inside you." 

With not a single word more he's out the door, and it slams and I jump again in my seat. Swallowing the lump in my throat. Swiping a stupid tear that slips from my eyes. 

I did love Kieran. Maybe if I'd made more of an effort in the past to understand the pack, the things they go through and deal with, I'd be less hurt by the way he's acting. Inside was a constant battle now, of wanting to scream at him and yell and argue, and another side, a side that had been so fucking dormant until the shift of him becoming alpha. The part that somehow understood without question, that I was supposed to care for him, and ALL of his needs.