Doctor Vos comes to my isolation ward mere hours later, knocking, "You have a visitor."

Wh – No way. My parents? Carmen? I was sure he wouldn't let anyone visit.

"Who?" I ask toward the door, confused.

I don't expect Vos' answer.

"Your human boyfriend's here. Cheeky, Silvia. You never told me you had a mortal partner... I've briefed him on why you're here," I didn't have a human boyfriend. But I bite my tongue, as Vos opens the door, "You have twenty minutes in a locked midway visiting room," he watches me look down with pretend shame, "...oh you don't want to see him?" Vos laughs under his breath, "Security – take her to room 6 please."

"No!" I yell out, pretending to resist, "No, please!"

Vos seals the deal by nodding at the guards and taking his leave.

I pretend to be too weak so I don't fight back for long. They grab one arm each. I struggle meekly, by twisting and turning before making my legs limp as they drag me out silently.

Every step the security guards take – I keep my head slouched to hide my real expression.

I was being pumped full of adrenaline.

At the mere prospect.

Of seeing him.

Human.

We finally stop by a door ajar – I look up – room number 6.

I try to prepare for what I'm about to see.

Onyx was ancient, so he must be old right? Or maybe his youth was eternal and he would appear my age. I prepare for anything. What colour would his hair be? Black? Blonde? Brown? Red? His eye colour? How tall would he be?

The security push the door open wider and usher me in. I stumble to the one couch, facing another couch.

Where I see black polished shoes.

My head is down the entire time in shame.

But as soon as the door shuts.

I look up.

He's drop dead gorgeous.

Onyx! In human form.

I'm surprised I don't fall off my feet but holding onto the couch keeps me steady.

Tall, he is fully matured. Giant in height for a human. Neatly groomed black hair. A freshly shaved face. Tanned skin. Even wearing a fancy watch, black pants and a white shirt. He could look like a handsome billionaire. His eyes, which I look at hard – are simply black with a red tinge of the Lycan underneath.

His expression, which I expect to be full of life – is stone cut and still.

He looks at me as I'm shaking, rounding the couch and taking a seat.

I sit, while basking in his ungodly glory.

"I'm thirsty," I whisper at him, voice hoarse, "And fuck you're too hot for a Lycan–"

"I risked everything showing my face to a vampire," Onyx speaks... and it's also too smooth. My jaw drops and he continues, "In front of others, refer to me as Oswald."

"Oswald? That's such an old fashioned name. How about Waldo, a bit cuter," I whisper, trying not to make fun of him, "Vos wants to kill me. They're starving me. I'll never get out, Waldo."

"Oswald," he corrects me sharply.

"Whatever. Get me out."

"Not before I explain to you what's going to happen when you leave," Onyx is controlling this, just behind the mortal eyes, rages that hungry demon, "You'll never see sunlight again. You'll traverse hell with me. You'll spend mortal days in the club. I don't like the sun, so neither you will."

"You came today."

"It's nearly midnight," 'Oswald' corrects me and pauses, "...so... do you agree... to my terms Silvia...?" he murmurs so cold, but so precise. He's being honest.

I bite my lip, "...no... not really..." I murmur as quietly as him – and my disobedience truly shocks him. Ha! Would he never learn?

Oswald finally shifts, putting his elbows on his knees as he clasps his hands in front of him, staring me down with his frustration.

"You never had a choice, pet," Oswald speaks professionally, using that boss of a nightclub tone, I inwardly roll my eyes, "You'll need to be trained."

"I'll never fully surrender my soul," I tell him straight, "It's not in my nature."

"If you knew what was in my nature, you wouldn't be talking to me like that. You have no. Idea. What I'm risking by being here for you. So listen... you're going to kill Doctor Vos, and use his key to escape. I will not be helping you with that," he finally gets down to business.

"I –" and he cuts me off.

"Vos will take you to his office after this, I smell his disgusting pheromones around you, I know he'll attempt to seduce you soon," Oswald now slips out a small silver stake from his belt, it's in a medium length case, the length of my hand.

He shows me the stake and slips it back in and throws it to me.

He slouches back and has a sudden handsome boyish smile, showing off his perfect white teeth.

"I have... n-nowhere to hide it..." I hold the case, shaped like a... when I realise, my expression changes and I look up to see Oswald patiently waiting.

"Up my pussy?" I whisper the obvious, "That's actually pretty smart... and kind of hot that you're asking me to do that."

"Put it up your ass for me," Oswald suggests... no... he doesn't suggest.

Looking into his eyes, I lose my calm a bit.

I lean back on the couch and bend my knees back, putting my legs on the arms rests as I pull my hospital gown up between my leg – to show my mate my pussy and ass.

"I'll put it up my ass if you put your dick in my pussy," I dare him, as I watch his eyes eating up my pussy on full display.

"Deal," Oswald whispers, and I half expected a no from him just to tease me. I'm glad he agrees.

I spit on the case and rub it along my pussy, getting it extra wet. I'm wet just at the thought.

I spin it around and slowly prod it against my ass.

I close my eyes and breathe deep, as I start to push the secret weapon away.

It feels so good, but nowhere near as nice as a Lycan cock.

At the end, I shove it in, until the handle protrudes only a little, and I immediately start to rub my clit with my finger, opening my eyes to see Oswald sitting with his cock in his hand, the tip already flowing generously with seed... just like a Lycan – but with an enlarged human dick instead.

I mean, it wasn't and couldn't be a Lycan's dick, but still oversized for this new form.

I find myself in a more aggressive horny trance now as I put my legs down and stand up, walking over to immediately straddle his lap.

"Onyx," I press my hands to his wide shoulders, as I sit on his lap and lower my pussy to his wet cockhead, "Onyx – fuck me," I breathe a little harder as I finally get his dick inside the dripping entry.

I slip right down, so it fills me with the weapon still up my ass.

I immediately start to bounce.

I can't even look at him.

I fuck him as fast as I can, knowing the time is so little.

I arc my neck back, almost wanting to howl with pleasure.

It's such a strange feeling!

I think I've got a good rhythm, and I feel myself about to cum, when Oswald finally grabs my hips and –

– shoves me off him?!

I fall to my knees in front of him, feeling hot sticky cum run down my legs. So much of it leaks down my thighs. Both thighs. I swiftly press my legs together. I didn't want the hot feeling to end. He had filled me up already, but his cock still pulses and begs for more sucking, to get out all that Lycan seed. He was in a mating frenzy with the mating season, so, I –

"You know what to do," Oswald grabs the arm rests, and watches me cover the tip with my lips. I tease him, just to show him I won't obey straight away, just because I'm enjoying this. I tease him with my tongue flicking out, my eyes peering up, challenging him now – of all times.

Oswald's lips curl up, twitching.

"For all you scream and snarl – you're a whore for a mortal," I whisper over his cock.

Oswald now moves. He slowly reaches over and grabs all my hair, wrapping it around his graceful fist.

He pulls my head back and looks down at me.

"I'm going to piss into your mouth, bitch," he warns me, "Just for–"

We both here a knock at the door. I gasp.

As I'm distracted, Oswald brings my head down and thrusts his cock into my throat, holding me as deep as his balls.

"2 more minutes," a security guard murmurs through the door.

He doesn't open the door. Thank god.

Oswald now keeps cumming into my throat, encouraging me to swallow, while I quietly choke and it leaks out the corners of my mouth as it keeps coming.

At least I got a full meal.

Oh –

Is that why he –?

As Oswald finishes filling my throat with his cum, he finally releases me and I pull back and get to my feet, grateful for the sustenance. We don't have any more time.

"Clean yourself up," he snaps at me, as he just sits there calmly, "And zip me up," he adds, another order.

I rub my legs together some more, hoping that helps to spread out the excess mess.

I wipe my lips with the back of my hand and a portion of the hospital gown.

My ass squeezes constantly over the weapon, making me feel constantly wet, which was kind of a problem – but nothing I could worry about right now.

I reach over Onyx's pants and put his shaft away, zipping him up.

As I look into his eyes, he grabs my chin suddenly, holding me still – gently too.

"Thank you," he murmurs over my face.

We both hear the knob in the door turn.

I run back and sit in the chair, head down in my hands.

"Time to go, Oswald," the security peers through the door and talks to my 'boyfriend' gruffly.

"Thank you, sir, I'm done with her," Onyx walks to the door, glaring over at me. I look up and his red eyes flash for a moment behind his human allure, "You're a Lycan whore forever, I can see it in your eyes. Goodbye you filthy, dirty Lycan bitch," he farewells with a savagery coming out under his breath, tricking them that it's a betrayed boyfriend, but not fooling me.

Rude.

He needed to let some of the Lycan out.

Of course. So he said it. Exactly as he meant it.