The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

Chapter 1

Ulfr dropped back his head and inhaled a breath of fresh mountain air — but there was something else. It was something sugary and succulent; apple pie, his favourite. His heart pumped, his body feeling vibrant. It was a feeling like he had never felt before.

Without opening his eyes he identified the scent and said, “Adriana, you should stay here. It’s not safe in the mountains.”

“I can take care of myself.”

The determined tone in her voice impelled him to open his eyes. He needed to see her face, the challenge in her eyes and the confidence in her posture.

She wasn’t wearing her usual dress. She opted instead for practicality, a pair of trousers and a tight shirt which fitted her snugly. Her feet were enclosed in men’s ankle-high working boots.

“So there are your father’s pants,” Ulfr remarked with a smirk. “I think I saw him running around naked looking for them only a few minutes ago.”

“How hilarious.” The defiant lift of her chin made his cock stiffen. “By the way I’m not wearing any panties …”

Ulfr almost came in his pants. She would like it rough — no doubt about it. It would be one fabulous fuck after another — hard and fierce. The werewolf growled again in his mind taking more control. Using every ounce of his willpower he tamed the beast within.

He’d sent a message to the other werewolves to instruct the old lady to feign illness. Once Adriana reached the cabin she’d be looking after her sick aunt while he was fucking the brains out of another female werewolf. He had to get this out of his system and fast.

He looked at her for a long time and then sighed. “I suppose you leave me little choice, right?”

“Right.”

He grinned. “We’d better get going. I don’t want us to reach the cabin before dark.”

“Is that necessary,” she nodded to the hunting rifle resting on his shoulder.

“It’s to protect you from the Bigfoot roaming the mountain, or haven’t you heard?”

“Ah,” Adriana nodded. “So my uncle Sigmund told you.”

“If we’re lucky we’ll get to see the Yeti, cupcake.”

“Don’t call me cupcake,” she protested.

“As you command.” He winked and began to walk. “Cupcake.”

Adriana grinned behind Ulfr’s back as he trekked up the mountain trail. It was a beautiful day for a walk in the woods — the sun was shining, a gentle breeze was blowing and a good-looking man with a tight ass walked in front of her.

However she wasn’t there to take pleasure in the landscape or Ulfr’s tight ass. She was going up the mountain to look after her great-grandaunt.

She wondered why he’d left in a hurry yesterday. She was hot as well as horny, but then he left without as much as a goodbye. It was like she suddenly contracted the plague.

Maybe it was because he was of the mountain. The mountain people usually kept to themselves and her father would’ve disapproved of a romantic liaison with Ulfr. There was only so much defiance that Adriana could get away with.

Maybe it was for the best.

‘It would’ve been a bad idea anyway.’ She tried to convince herself.

She was from the village and Ulfr was the leader of the mountain people. They could hardly have a successful relationship if both their communities were against them.

“Aren’t we leaving the trail?” she asked after some time of trekking.

“How very observant.”

“Why don’t we stay on the trail,” she asked.

“I want to kidnap you.”

He sounded like he was joking, but with Ulfr one couldn’t tell for sure. She asked: “Really?”

He shook his head. Kneeling down he picked a piece of wood and broke it. “It’s going to rain in a few hours. That’s why we’re taking this short cut.”

“You can tell that by breaking a piece of wood?”

Ulfr guffawed at the comment and moved on.

“You didn’t have to come you know.” She stretched out her pace to keep up with him. Adriana was in terrific shape but Ulfr had a lot of muscle in those legs. And they were walking mostly uphill. “I’m able of looking after myself.”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“Of course you are.” He said uninterested.

“I am you know!” She sounded like she was trying to convince herself mostly. “I’d brought my own rifle if you hadn’t tagged along.”

“If I hadn’t tagged along!?” He said astonished, but without turning around or slowing his pace. “I’m here doing you a favour, cupcake!”

“Don’t call me cupcake, you know I hate it!!!” She roared and stopped. “Why did you run away yesterday? What were you afraid of?”

Ulfr suddenly stopped and turned. His eyes looked dark and a little cold. “What do you mean by that,” he sounded a bit tense.

“Are you impotent?”

“What ever the fuck gave you that idea?” The comment stung his manhood as well as his werewolf. “No! Fuck no!”

“I can’t understand you Ulfr!” She raised her hands in the air expecting an answer. “We’ve been going out for a year now. You obviously like me and I like you. So why do you avoid me like the plague?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about …” Ulfr’s cock stiffened. Damn, he wanted her desperately. He wanted to fuck her and ride her until she screamed his name.

“Are all men as thick headed as you or has the mountain air constricted your brain?” She shouted.

“You don’t need to yell,” he groaned.

“Is it because I’m from the village?”

“It’s not that simple,” he tried to keep himself from breathing in her scent.

“Look at me Ulfr, please!”

Ulfr allowed himself to take a quick peep at Adriana’s nipples outlined by the sweaty snug shirt. It turned out to be too much, combined with the salty scent of her perspiration.

“We must keep moving.” With that curt answer he walked away.

“Prick!” She spoke within earshot.

Chapter 2

Adriana quickly caught up with him just as he turned north. Ulfr apparently trekked a trail that only a mountain ranger would know. At several spots he’d unexpectedly change direction, at times taking them deeper into the woods, other times leading her up the hill.

He couldn’t resist inhaling deeply even while he walked onwards. That flavour of her female flesh brought water to his mouth. The light breeze carried her scent towards him, provoking his senses. Had she noticed the bulge of his erection in his pants? He already had it last night, earlier this morning and still had it now.

His sharp ears, as well as his nose, informed him that she’d stopped instead of moving on.

‘Why had she stopped?’ He sniffed the damp air and smelled her female secretions. His erection grew harder, tenting his trousers. It felt so long and hard he itched to satisfy his member. With one hand already massaging his penis he inhaled deeply. He had to regain control of the beast in him.

“What is it,” he finally asked without turning to face her.

He shouldn’t have gone so many nights without sexual release. This was a mistake. His werewolf was getting out of control and then she’d be afraid of him.

“I need a rest, please!” She wheezed. “Five minutes!”

“Five minutes.” He replied relieve but not wanting to risk more time than absolutely necessary.

They took a break, eating dried cheese, bread and water, but Ulfr seemed in a hurry to get moving again so Adriana didn’t loiter.

Dark clouds moved in and the breeze grew stronger. Her legs felt a bit cold, though the thick shirt she wore kept her upper body warm. She really wasn’t wearing panties underneath. She’d wanted to make Ulfr pay for having left her so suddenly yesterday. She’d been thinking about Ulfr and about the insane possibility that she might have the occasion to undress for him, with him. For the same reason she’d taken the time to shave her legs and vagina with extra care leaving it completely hairless.

It was very doubtful but a girl had to have her fantasies. For the whole year she’d fed those fantasies, which were all that had kept her warm. Now she felt for sure he didn’t love her or want her.

Ulfr stopped and glanced over his shoulder. “Are those boots any good?”

She looked at her working boots and banged them at the heel. “They seem good enough. Why?”

“We need to move up river for awhile.” He pointed to a shallow stream. “We’re going to get our feet a bit wet.”

She glanced towards the sky. Gloomy black clouds warned of heavy rain. “Looks like you were right about the rain.” He grumbled in reply and began to climb. The river became deeper as they moved on, spraying against her knees.

“Your aunt’s cabin is just over the hills. She’ll have a fire there for you to get warm.”

Adriana nodded sensing the first shiver of cold running down her spine. Combined with the river, the rain and the wind which had stirred up, she was feeling pretty cold.

Ulfr stopped to sniff the air. A confused expression crossed his face and made her curious as she stepped closer.

“What’s wrong?” She had to raise her voice.

“Nothing!”

The cold tormented her and she’d be grateful to be sitting next to her great-grandaunt’s fire. She raised her head and shook back the long strands of blond hair that gelled to her face. A hand clamped around her wrist and pulled, compelling her to move on. Cold wind cut through the fabric of her shirt and Adriana shivered.

“Cupcake, are you all right?”