His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

74 iv. The Alpha

“Look at me,” Dominus demanded, as he let out a low growl.

Mary was forced to look at him as he gripped her chin tightly, tilting it up so she has no choice but to stare into his eyes.

She felt her knees weaken as the thunderous roar of the alpha filled the study. Her breathing became short and fast as his handsome face came into center view.

“What do you see?” he asked, contempt swimming in his eyes as he looked at her frail form.

“I see a spoiled child. A child who wanted to keep his toy near so he can play with it any time he desires. That is what you do to me, trapping me here without my own free will so I can be the puppet you wanted me to become,” she answered him, her words sharp, her eyes filled with equal fire that reflects his smoldering gaze.

“A fucking child you say,” he gripped her hair and forced her head forward, crashing his lips against hers.

He backed her against the wall as he kissed her with such desperate fury her knees trembled under her. He kissed her with such maddening need, that she felt her eyes tear up.

She felt his hands under her skirt, feeling her legs, his rough calloused hands testing her thighs, parting them open even as he parted her mouth with his tongue.

Soon he was thrusting his tongue inside her mouth as his finger plunged deeply into her folds. She arched her back despite the way her mind protested against his assault.

.....

He was a terrible bastard, this man who has bullied her since childhood. His piercing gaze never left her for a minute, and his anger followed her at every corner of his fucking world.

She pushed him away and slapped him hard on the cheek. “I am your elder sister,” she reminded him.

To which he smiled bitterly and let out a burst of forced laughter. “You will never be my sister. Do I have to remind you every time that we do not share a single drop of blood?”

She felt her heart constrict. It is true, they are not relatives. But she has always considered him her family.

They were raised side by side ever since she can remember. She, the ten-year-old girl the alpha and his wife was gifted with, and he, the then alpha’s only son.

She was supposed to be a slave to the family, a maid to do the family’s bidding. But the couple treated her like their child. Dressed her, educated her, and even introduced her as their only daughter.

But she was never legally adopted. There was once a time that she overheard the reason why. It was him. Dominus.

The then five-year-old successor was overheard by her as she stepped inside the very same study. Their parents told him about their decision to adopt her officially.

Dominus threw a tantrum and said without any hesitation, “I will never accept you as my sister.”

His words, hard and serious, made her heart quiver as a searing pain enveloped her. He really is cruel.

“That is right, those are the exact words you said when you prevented me from being legally adopted into this family. You have despised me ever since, and now you try to keep me trapped in this hell you have created for me,” she voiced out her anger, her voice breaking from the emotions she felt.

He claimed her lips again, his body pressing against hers as she felt the coldness of the wall against her back. He wanted to tell her he did not hate her, but he knew she wouldn’t listen.

So instead, he punished her for thinking all those stupid thoughts. How can she believe that he despises her when he worships even the ground she walks in?

She only needed to love him. She just needed to accept his love. She had done so in their past lives, why couldn’t she do it now?

“Unhand me, this instant,” her voice was too shrill, too high-pitched for her to deny that her body started to betray her once again.

Her knees trembled as he refused to listen to her words, adding another finger inside of her, he scissored them into her core.

She gasped as she felt a dull pain as he does so, but was immediately replaced by her moans as his thumb made circles against her clothed clit.

“Dominussss...” she imagined saying the words to stop him, but her voice sounded like she was asking for more instead.

Her back arched as her fingers gripped into his shoulders for support. Her breathing was fast as her nipples became hard and sensitive to the touch.

His eyes turned into murky gold as they meet with her ocean blue ones. Colors clashed even as he crashed his body against hers once again.

His fingers took her bosoms into his hands, his fingers plucking her nipples almost cruelly, pinching hard on them until she panted out a no.

“Do you really think siblings are supposed to be doing everything we do? Perhaps I should let you decide if an older sister like yourself is supposed to moan out her younger brother’s name,” he snickered.

“Please, Dominus,” she begged him, for what exactly she didn’t have an idea. Her mind wanted him to stop this humiliation, but her body craves him so badly.

He towered above all others, humans and wolves alike. He was powerful, in terms of material possession and physical strength. He is the alpha of the pack.

He has an overarching height of over seven feet, and his build was muscular with all the right spaces being filled with hard muscles and with no ounce of fat.

And his eyes, he has the most interesting set that turned to brilliant gold and then to murky ones depending on his mood.

His voice was deeper than an ocean and he is quite skilled in matters of most importance. He is alpha.

Everyone wanted him. Everyone wanted the alpha’s attention. The ladies would have done anything for Dominus to look at them even once. Everyone except her.

She hated him, this young man who has prevented the life she should have enjoyed. Instead, she was just now an ordinary human, without the family name she so desired. A human amongst the wolf pack that adopted her almost.

“You are terrible,” she moaned as he unbuckled his belt with such urgency. His need for her makes him deaf to her pleas.

She tried to push him away but he had already slid her panties, exposing her clitoris to his thumb that rubbed rough circles into it. He easily made her juices flow down her thighs.

She felt dirty and humiliated for how easily her body reacted to his touch. She should not be feeling this way towards her younger brother, and yet she does.

He has awakened her most primal need for sex. And now she craves him, she needs him so.

He has taken advantage of that need by fucking her senseless no matter the time and place, and the circumstance.

In other words, he has treated her like his very own personal sex slave, and what she hates more about this is... she couldn’t stop herself from feeling good.

Every time he claims her, no matter how rough or painful the taking is, her body became blinded by pleasure in the end. Her mind blanks out as she became aware of nothing else but his taking.

“You are so wet for me, noona,” he whispered, the latter term was not spoken out of respect but as a way to humiliate her for denying him.

“Let’s be the best fucking siblings you wanted us to be, let me make you feel so good. I’ll fuck the hell out of you until your stupid mouth can say nothing else but my name,” he grunted as he plunged deep inside of her.

Her walls tightened around his cock almost immediately, her juices flowing even more as her walls gripped him so tightly.

“So fucking, tight,” he kissed her neck as he unbuttoned her shirt, buttons flying as he forcefully removed them with little care.

“Our parents just died,” she tried to appeal to his reasons, but he ignored them instead.

“Would you rather that our parents are still alive to witness what we were doing? You are lucky they never confronted you. You have corrupted me, noona. Don’t deny it, you are older than I am, after all,” he teased her as a forced orgasm racked her whole being.

“Dominussss...” her body jerked and shook as he held her by her hips, sliding her up and down his shaft forcefully. She was shaking her head, but her moans filled the study.

“So fucking tight for me, queenie,” it was one of his favorite nicknames for her. He obviously named her such as a way for him to insult her again.

There was nothing queenly over the way he made her moan out his name so desperately. Or the way she cums even without her mind’s consent. No, nothing about her submitting to him so freely can be considered queenly.

“Dominuuussss,” she hated him truly. She hated how proud he is at having her under his authority and control.

She hated that he was her first, the only one her body ever craved for, wanted to belong to. She hated that she felt the need to be his.

She hated how easily he can manipulate her own body to betray her, making her look like a liar and a fool.

She hated how much the alpha breaks her so, like she was nothing but a doll for him to play with.

But her body did not listen to her, she started gyrating her hips as her tongue danced with his. She has once again surrendered to that carnal lust that took over her reasons.

She kept moaning out his name until her voice sounded like a broken record, her shrill voice lasciviously begging for him to do more. She needed more of him.

He smiled as her moans and whimpers filled the air. He felt proud of the way she arched her back and chased after her own high.

She was his. During these times, even she could not deny it. She was his. She moaned out his name as she gyrated her hips to meet his thrusts. Oh gods, she was his.

She let out a cry of need as her nails bite down on his skin, her nails digging themselves into his hardened muscles as he continued to plunge deeper into her.

She whimpered as the tip of his cock forcefully opened her cervix, thrusting even deeper into her. The splitting pain was replaced by an intense blinding pleasure as she moaned out his name.

His cock pounded deep inside her womb. “Dominusss...” was all she could say afterward. Her mouth gaped wide as her cunt was stretched painfully by his shaft.

He slammed in and out of her, hitting her g-spot and making her stick out her tongue. It felt so good she couldn’t think of anything else but his thick length thrusting deep inside of her.

She hung her head on his shoulder, defeated, used, and hating herself for reacting so favorably towards him. She was beyond humiliated but she couldn’t even think those thoughts right now.

Right now, she was his. Her body continued to tremble as he held her close, and with one powerful thrust spilled his seeds inside of her.

“Look at what you did, noona. You said you didn’t like it noona, but you ruined the carpet once again, didn’t you?” he whispered in her ear as her cheeks turned red.

She couldn’t say anything. It is true, even without looking down her legs, she knew her juices pooled down on the carpet, the luxurious material ruined once again.

She felt the knot on her stomach tighten, thinking how the maids will look knowingly at them again as soon as they stepped out of the study. Her reputation cannot suffer more than this.

He kissed her cheek tenderly as he carried her to the sofa, sitting her across his lap, sniffing her scent that calmed his mind.

“You always smelled the same. Roses and vanilla,” he pressed her head on his chest, his large hand keeping her cheek pressed to him.

She wondered what he meant. To her, she always smelled the same. She never used any sort of perfume on her skin. But he always tells her that.

She closed her eyes as he hugged her, her body trembling still from the waves of pleasure that continued to hit her. Her mind blanks out and emptied of any complicated thoughts as her body continued to convulse.

He smiled as she trembled from the multiple orgasms that kept her mind blank, her small form cocooned in his arms as she lay still.

He keeps kissing her shoulder and her neck, loving her warmth pressed so close to him, and her scent so very much intoxicating his senses.

Dominus let out a satisfied smile as he caressed her cheek with such gentleness. Though her lips lie so easily, her body is most honest. She is his.