His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

78 iv. Cold

He woke up to find her snuggled on his chest, he let out a smile seeing her pressing herself so close to him.

Maybe removing the extra covers and decreasing the room’s temperature helped. He frowned seeing the violet-colored bruises gracing her skin. Most were hickeys but some were red dark bites.

She opened her eyes and found him frowning, she wondered if he was displeased to find her pressed so close to him. She felt her heart sting with that thought.

“Good morning, noona,” he forced a smile on his lips, but it did not reach his eyes.

She felt saddened. Perhaps she failed to satisfy him last night. Or wrong ideas still filled his head.

“Sorry, it was really cold last night,” she volunteered an excuse to save her pride at least.

He nodded, affirming what she thought was the reason. “It is fine, you don’t have to worry about it.”

She wanted to ask why then was he frowning. She wanted to ask him if she failed to drive away his frustrations.

She wanted to know if she failed to satisfy him. But she kept silent instead. She didn’t want to seem more desperate than she already is.

.....

He kissed her cheek, “Did you sleep well, noona?”

She wanted to say she hardly slept and was watching him all through the night but she just shook her head.

“Does it still sting?” he asked her, rubbing her cunt with his thumb.

“A bit,” she admitted. It is not like she can deny it, she is black and blue all over. She probably won’t be able to stand properly the whole day too, plus that part of her hurts like a bitch.

“Wait here,” he stood and went over to his personal refrigerator, taking cubes of ice and placing them in a bowl.

She blushed, he has been ready. It happens often when he is jealous. When rage took over his reasons and he just had to fuck her even rougher than their normal.

“Open up your legs for me, queenie,” he begged her, now gentler than a meek lamb as he caresses her legs.

She opened them wide for him, but still, he propped the pillows on her back and arranged her so that her legs spread far wider into a v.

She blushed as he took one ice cube from the bowl and pressed it into her clit. She whimpered when he started sliding it into her bruised folds.

“I’m sorry,” he said, wincing as he looked at her bruised hole, it is almost tight shut from last night’s brutality.

She hummed and played with his blonde hair as he continued with his task, curtailing a whimper even when he pressed it into a sensitive spot.

“It’s alright, the last time was more terrible,” she said, as a matter of fact.

He had fisted her then for the first time, the pain making even sitting down or lying on her back so painful the day after. He stopped reminiscing what she meant.

The guilt wracked through him as it often does after the rage and the passion finally died down. He has hurt her far worse than during their normal sex.

He doesnt want to justify his actions, but his pent-up emotions were too much as well as his wolf’s overwhelming need to take her, have her, own her.

She held his hand and made him look at her, “That’s enough. It doesn’t hurt that much, alpha.”

He took the bowl away and covered her lower half with the blanket. “Don’t wear your panties yet, they will hurt your skin,” he reminded her.

She looked at him, comforted by his handsome face as she caressed his cheek, “Don’t feel guilt over it. It is my fault. I made you jealous. I thought over what you said last night, perhaps you were right, I wanted to be fucked so roughly that perhaps I may have intentionally provoked you.”

He cupped her cheeks, “It is my fault, noona. Don’t say it that way. I was blinded by my own jealousy. I couldn’t stop myself even when I knew I was the only one you’ve let yourself be with.”

She blushed, so he knew. Now that he has calmed down and reasons took over him. It appears he knew.

Her lips trembled, and tears fell down her cheeks. “Do you really know? Do you know that I haven’t let anyone touch me all these years? You were my first and last. The only one to share my bed.”

He nodded, pressing her so close to him and kissing her hair, “I know, noona. I know. I’m sorry I made you feel like I don’t. I couldn’t stop my temper when jealousy overtakes my reasons.”

She hung her head on his neck as he pat her back and caressed her cheek, “Do forgive me this once, my queen. We should go for a vacation and be freed from stress. It is affecting us both.”

She hugged him back, loving how his arms enveloped her in a hug and soothe her back. “The pack will miss you, besides the hunting season is almost upon us. The pack needs you to help them get ready for what is to come.”

He frowned, knowing that is true as well. He couldn’t leave the pack. They needed to prepare for the hunting.

The werewolves have been the vampires’ enemies for centuries. The blood war that followed each race was only interrupted by a treaty of peace.

However, each race demanded a day of revenge on the other. A day where the treaty won’t hold and will be nulled. A day of blood bath and violence. The hunting.

The hunting is exactly what it is. There are no rules, kill or be killed, hunt or be hunted. All werewolves and all vampires have no choice but to participate. For fear of being targeted and left defenseless.

“Alpha,” she looked up at him, her eyes filled with apprehension.

“What is it, noona?” he held her tighter, fear gripping his heart as he visualized so many scenarios of his queen being caught in between.

The vampires have known her existence of course. The famous human girl whom the alpha of the most powerful pack decided to keep by his side.

But she has not been targeted throughout these years. It is for one reason only. The vampires did not know how important she is to him.

The vampires have always regarded the human girl as the alpha’s plaything. Nothing more important than a doll being tossed around as an outlet for his frustrations.

“Please be careful,” Mary whispered, pressing her lips on his cheek.

“It is you who should be careful, noona. Don’t give your guards a hard time,” he kissed her forehead.

She frowned at the prospect of twenty or more guards surrounding her 24/7. This will be humans, shadow ninjas employed by the alpha for thousands of dollars.

The werewolves will be on a hunting spree, more so the leader of the pack who will be targeted by hordes of vampires. It is their chance to end the pack’s bloodline after all.

That is why Mary cannot let herself stay by his side. It will be far too dangerous to be on the offensive with his mind divided between defending her and killing his attackers.

“I am still not sure about letting others guard you. I’ll rather guard you myself,” he growled, just thinking about how her life will be in danger and so far from him to protect already drives him mad.

“There is no choice, you will be targeted greatly that night. I will be in more danger staying by your side,” she appealed to his weakness.

He couldn’t deal with the idea of putting her in more danger than she already is. He sighed frustratedly and pulled her even closer to himself.

“What do I do to you, queenie?” he let out an exasperated exhale as he looked at her flushed face.

“Make love to me,” she said, feeling the heat on her cheeks become even more worse.

“What did you say?” he grunted, getting hard instantly from what she said.

“I didn’t know the alpha has a hearing deficiency,” she teased him, pressing her cheek on his chest.

She knew how frustrated he is and how he had been through so much stress lately. Even if just through sharing her body with him, she wanted to help ease his worries.

“We couldn’t do that,” his breathing was heavy, his voice threatening her not to go any further.

“I don’t see a reason why not,” she touched his boxers, smiling as she felt his hardened cock underneath.

“Damn it, I am trying to be a gentleman,” he complained, his body trembling from the lust he felt.

“If I wanted a gentleman, I wouldn’t have shared your bed,” she smiled at him, fluttering her lashes.

“You are still so sore,” he pointed out, trying to put a bit of distance between them.

“And when did that ever stop you?” she challenged him, pulling his head towards hers as she pressed her lips to his.

Like a wild animal whose leash just broke, he dipped his lips deeper, his tongue sliding into her throat as she let out a sigh.

“You better not regret this, my queen,” he pushed her down as he licked up her neck.

“I never regret any of my decisions,” she assured him, propping herself on the pillows as she opened her legs, inviting him in.

He growled and took her invitation, lapping up her heat as she mewled under him. The sound of his tongue slapping across her wet core made her feel even hotter.

“Enough,” she pulled his head up, meeting his eyes.

“You want me to stop?” he dared her, trying to control himself from doing more.

“No, I want all of you. I want your throbbing cock inside of me, alpha. What I desire is what you have always given me,” she insisted.

“And that is what? What is it I have given you?” he growled, the wolf in him demanding her wholehearted submission.

“You have given me... everything. The pain, the heat, the overwhelming pleasure that made me forget everything else. I need that with you now,” she begged him, gyrating her hips to his clothed shaft.

He grunted and removed his boxers, without warning he pushed his thick length inside her entrance. The roughness of the taking made her water as her juices coated his cock.

“Please, more,” she demanded, her nails digging into his back as she clung to him.

He shut her up with his kiss as he swirled their tongues together, their salivas trailing each other’s throats.

When they came up for air, he watched her bosoms rise up and down as she panted and chased for air.

“Your hole will be more sore,” he warned her, even as he controlled his movements and thrust slowly inside her.

“I like it sore,” she admitted, licking her lips as she watched his golden eyes fill with lust. He had a primal need to take, that which she is so willing to give.

She gyrated her hips making him hold into her waist as he slammed deep inside her. Increasing the pacing and the roughness of each thrust.

“And sore you will be,” he promised her as he hit past her cervix and into her womb.

“Fuck,” he groaned, bottoming inside her core, his thick length pulsating as he slid in and out of her.

“More,” she demanded. Skin slapping against skin, the friction of covers against her back and his elbows, the sounds drive her wild.

He bit on her shoulder as her face contorted from lust and pain combined. She couldn’t understand it, but she likes this, wouldn’t accept anything less than this.

.....

The pain and the pleasure mixed in her system as he continued to slam in and out of her, the blood from her shoulder trickling down her bosoms.

“Don’t regret this,” he growled as the bed shook under them, the wolf in him demanding to be freed.

He turned her to her side, raising her one leg and pressing it on her chest, ordering her to hold it. She did as she was told which made him even more desirous of the taking.

Soon she was whimpering under him as he bottomed out inside of her with each thrust. His thick cock hit her walls at a different angle as she mewled.

Oh gods, he is good. She blanked out when he continued to thrust his thick length inside of her, her whole body trembling as her drool slid down her neck.

“Fuck,” seeing her blanked out state, it drove him to orgasm, meeting each of her spasms with his own.

He wrapped her legs around his hips, refusing to separate their privates as he held her close. He kissed her cheek and smiled at her blanked-out state.

“Let’s stay a bit more like this, my queen,” he licked the drool that reached her bosoms.

He playfully bit on her nipple which made her body shake even more uncontrollably. He laughed at her reaction but stopped teasing her more.

“It has been just a little over three years, and yet your body has become so sensitive,” he praised her, kissing her cheek again.

She blushed but wasn’t able to talk, she just pressed her cheek against his palm, wanting him so badly to caress her.

He understood what she meant and he caressed her cheeks with both of his hands. To which she smiled and blushed even more.

“You are such a good girl for me, queenie. Sleep some more, my sweet little noona,” he kissed her forehead as he held her close against his chest.

Soon she was asleep, lying peacefully in his arms. He smiled and pulled the covers on their body, not wanting her to get cold.