In the morning, I wake before Onyx does. I feel my hand over his torso, as his chest rises and falls. He is so hot. He is at peace, all 8ft of him sprawled out and fast asleep. His paw is around my waist and I carefully pull myself out of his side to look around the dimly lit room.

Onyx's bedroom in the club was a little cave. A get-away. With fairy lights along the walls.

I actually appreciated the small amount of light it brought for my human eyes. A guiding light... toward the bathroom! A mortal pleasure.

I stand up and tip toe my way across the fluffy carpet, into the luxurious bathroom.

I shut the door and turn on the lights.

Inside is a ginormous bath and shower... both options are appealing.

First I take a drink of water from a fresh glass by the sink, and I pick the shower to refresh.

I walk over and blast the hot water down; I'm already conveniently naked.

One quick look in the mirror, I am clearly bruised, my shoulder bloody but the skin healed. They really used me up like a chew toy that pack – naughty beasts.

I still have strange power running through my veins, as I walk into the hot pelting rain and just stand there, groaning with relief.

This was nice. I needed this. I wanted to feel clean.

I pick up a bottle of shampoo for my Lycan – charcoal and ash. It'll do. I squirt some on my hand, liking the smell of the forest, as I paste it through my hair and rough it all up. My blonde hair had many knots, which untangle after I put in the conditioner.

The soap is last, and I decide to use a honey body wash instead.

Once I'm clean, I just stand there and enjoy the hot water for an infinite amount of time.

I then jump out, dry off and walk back out toward Onyx.

Refreshed. Re-energised. With a cheeky plan in mind.

I watch from the bathroom door.

Onyx is fast asleep, in the same position – totally out cold.

My Lycan King lies on his back, his silver fur is like the moon. His head lolls to the side, resting, a fang showing as if he's dreaming about a threat. I see his toes twitch, like he's running.

I find myself staring all over him. Oh... I'm... needy.

I tip toe forward and I kneel on the carpet, at the end of the bed, and I feel sly as I lick my tongue up his foot.

I lick between his toes – and he does not wake, but I do notice something else.

Onyx may be still asleep, but his cock is now rock hard.

I abruptly stand up and crawl over the bed, to hover my face by his cock. I lick my lips and slowly stand up, making sure not to rustle the mattress. I place myself over his hips, and I very slowly squat down.

I want to move in slow motion – like this isn't even happening in real life. I hope he remains sleeping so it can be my fantasy that I control.

Onyx's greedy cruel cock is positioned perfectly for my pussy to kiss it, and I watch his tongue drop out of his mouth.

Cute.

He's so cute – when he's sleeping.

I bend my knees and take his Lycan shaft into my pussy, and my pussy walls lather him up in my own needy cream. I settle down, his cock poking along my stomach, his balls warming my ass.

I sit there nice and snug, after taking his knot into my pussy as well, he's locked deep inside.

I start to bounce.

As my hips thrust, I feel my pussy squeeze on the way down – before I rise back up. The entire time, my eyes are focused on Onyx's wolf head.

I'm watching for signs of life, entranced as his lips pull back – showing off his horrible vile teeth. Then his eyes start to flicker as I start to move faster.

So, I stop bouncing on his cock.

I remain still, happy I brought him to the edge of waking, but now I want him to fall back into a deep sleep again. I remain on top with his dick snug inside my womb, pulsing and leaking pre-cum already. Which was already a bucket load in a Lycan's balls. The smell of it gets between my thighs, over his balls and wafts up to my nostrils. I breathe in a deep breath and my eyes almost roll into the back of my head.

Euphoria.

Heaven.

I breathe steady and deep breaths to keep my sanity, as Onyx's cock thrashes side to side inside me. I bite my lip hard, trying to keep it together. It felt so good though –

But then I feel cool, icy lips – caress the side of my throat.

Instead of reacting with a noise, I freeze and slowly turn my head to look at the intruder.

I'm staring blankly at Sloan – and my eyes narrow – as his fingers are trickling down my spine. The handsome vampire smiles at me. He snuck in.

"Shh," he puts his blood stained lips boldly to my ear, "Bend over."

Sloan helps me make a decision with a small push, and as I lean my palms into the bed, either side of Onyx's abs – I wait to understand what Sloan is intending.

Sloan has jumped up on the bed too, and then leaned right over me, his lips on the back of my head, as his hips fit snug into the back of my ass, "Onyx always lets me do this, to help his bitch cum quietly, while he rests," Sloan makes a good argument. He could make me orgasm by fucking my ass, with the Lycan cock rammed up my pussy like a dildo.

And when I finally orgasm, Onyx would also ejaculate in his dreams.

As I think this is not so bad, Sloan puts a hand on the small of my back, and a hand on the back of my head. He keeps me flat over my Lycan, as Onyx's dick pulses hard as it suddenly slips even deeper than before. I'm at an angle I feel most full, his knot against my g-spot – just as Sloan's cock pushes into my second hole, very tight with my pussy stretched wide right next to it.

Sloan fucks my ass. It's that simple. Keeping me face down, ass up – Sloan fucks my ass nice and quick.

I am already drooling out of my mouth onto Onyx's body, unable to control myself.

As I now accommodate a large vampire dick, Onyx's hellborn cock gets larger and larger inside my pussy, which is squeezing mercilessly over his shaft, even though I don't move on my own accord.

I make a little squeak before I cum – and as my whole body contracts hard, Sloan settles deep and empties his seed into my ass, as my body spasms and milks both of them.

Sloan's cock now leaves my body, and I keep in a quiet sigh of relief.

It felt good, but I didn't want to acknowledge it.

I rest my cheek on Onyx's hellishly hot abs, as his cock fills my womb with a fresh load of Lycan cum, slowly dripping out.

When I peel open my eyes – Sloan hasn't left the room.

Now Onyx's best buddy stands near my head, to the side of the bed. His hand is once again on the back of my skull while his dirty dick strains high near my lips. One finger is on his smirking lips, telling me to keep quiet, as he guides my head over to his cock.

He wants me to clean it?! He wasn't my fucking boyfriend. A second ago, he was just a dildo in my ass.

When I try to move my cheek away, Sloan releases the back of my head and instead grabs my nose with thumb and finger. As I open my mouth to breathe, the cheeky bastard uses my mouth like it's his mouth.

I take Sloan's cock right to the back of my throat because I can't stop it. I gag and he pushes in further, until his balls slap my chin, and he thrusts deep. I gag a bit louder, and he eventually gets into a rhythm again, until he's straight up face fucking me like he fucked my ass.

I try to pull off to breathe – when Onyx's body finally shifts beneath me.

Oh thank the lord!

I feel his Lycan hand cup the back of my head suddenly, a protective cradle – as he moves up from under me, to kneel above me..

Onyx's wet cock even leaves my pussy, and I look up to Sloan with a smug look in my eye.

He's fucked now.

I wait for Onyx to punch his fucking head off.

What I see is Sloan's corresponding smug smirk back down at me, challenging my power.

"Don't worry, gorgeous," Sloan advises me, "You're just fair game in our world. Get used to it."

As he says it, Onyx's cock slips back into my pussy, as his hand on the back of my head – forces me all the way down onto Sloan's dick again.

"Don't be rude, Silvia," Onyx snarls over me, "You're a mortal slut – if you can take Lycan cock – you can take his small carrot."

"You mother fucker," Sloan snarls at Onyx, "No thanks?"

As I make a gurgle in the back of my throat, I feel Onyx's claws grip my waist.

"You will swallow and smile," Onyx even drools over the back of my head, "As the King I command you obey."

I look back up at Sloan, as I start to suck on his dick.

Until he's ready to cum.

Only when they think I'm compliant, and Onyx is railing my pussy so hard I could lose consciousness from pure overload of the senses – I pull off Sloan, pick up a weak trembling fist and throw it straight into his balls.

Sloan cums just as I hit him.

Perfect timing.

Sloan basically stumbles off his feet and his ass hits the ground as he screams out in pain.

I spit down onto him, while Onyx snarls at me, but I scream, "I don't consent!" I yell it an Onyx, "Your pack – yes, but your friends now too? NO!"

Onyx pulls me away from the edge of the bed, and throws my face into a pillow, snuffing out my complaints until he's done fucking me.

I try to throw my head back, but he's too busy getting his second load out into my womb.

Onyx's thrusts start to slow however, and eventually he stops completely and I hear him growl, "Get out," to Sloan, "You heard the Queen."

"She disabled my fucking nuts," Sloan snarls back, "She deserves–"

"You'll take the rejection of your Queen with honour, or I'll break your fangs and fuck you down your throat if you talk again – now get out!" Onyx's snarl is true and in my defence, ripping through Sloan.

In that way, I am happy – however, it doesn't excuse before.

I loved Onyx.

I wanted to fuck Onyx.

I didn't want to be thrown about like a whore who would just say yes to everything. I might be a whore. I might be a horny, crazy bitch – but that was all for Onyx.

When we're alone, Onyx starts to fuck my pussy real hard again, keeping my face in the pillow until he's finished.

His cock pulses, he unloads, and then he pulls out and releases me from his grip.

I immediately turn around and collapse onto my back, breathing in deep fresh breaths.

My legs are spread wide as they tremble.

"We need to fucking talk," I whisper out to the ceiling.

With an apologetic growl, Onyx buries his wolf head between my legs – and his tongue fills me right away. I try to stay angry, as he licks my pussy clean, all while assaulting my g-spot perfectly. I love his tongue inside me.

I grit my teeth and try to clench my fists, but as I try to hold onto anger, another orgasm starts to build.

I pant, as Onyx licks across my pussy and clit repeatedly.

When I look down to meet his crimson blood eyes, he's watching me so intensely.

I've locked my legs over the sides of his head, and I lay back, letting the ripples of pleasure crash through me in a final tidal wave.

I whimper with this orgasm, more tender but still so powerful.

As my body trembles with each clench of my muscles, Onyx keeps licking over my pussy and ass, as if licking a wound.

Eventually he finishes and raises his head, totally silent.

As Onyx looks down at me, instead of snarling, he asks me, politely, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, but no," I answer, "Sloan isn't your brother, he's not a part of the pack."

"Lycans only for my Lycan Queen – a command I'll implement for you, Silvia," Onyx promises me, "Do you agree?"

I don't know.

I go quiet.

Onyx now jumps off the bed and paces away from me, before stalking out of the room completely and slamming the door shut in frustration.

He fucked up letting Sloan get his way with me.

But I did allow Sloan to fuck my ass. For my pleasure only.

I just didn't want to give him the privilege of cleaning his cock after. That was reserved for my King. My mate. My mouth, throat and my pussy, belonged to Onyx.

A few minutes later, the door suddenly slams back open, and I look up to see Onyx dragging Sloan back in.

Onyx throws Sloan to his knees at the end of the bed and commands, "Say it."

Sloan looks up at me sheepishly, clearly Onyx's bitch in that partnership, "Sorry, Silvia."

"Not accepted," I murmur back.

Onyx's foot, lands on the back of Sloan's head, and makes him bend over all the way into the floor.

"Again," Onyx warns him.

"I'm sorry," Sloan growls. I sit right up to look down at him. I wave off Onyx, who steps back – and now Sloan raises his head, "I simply heard and saw you... and I was trying to help the scenario."

"I fuck Lycans," I whisper, "Next time send in the pack... I'll ask for you... if I ask for you, do you understand?"

"Yes, your majesty," Sloan smiles a little now, "I understand."

Onyx allows Sloan to stand, then he escorts Sloan back out.

Alone once more with my King.

Onyx slams the door shut and locks it this time.

When Onyx faces me, he looks guilty.

"I'm okay, just needed to set some boundaries," I explain.

Onyx listens, as he turns off the lights, including the fairy lights.

As pitch black encompasses the room, he walks back to the bed. Nothing compares to a Lycan bathed in total darkness. My hairs stand on end and my senses are unnaturally heightened, even though I trust him.

From what my ears can gather, Onyx stands in the darkness where I cannot see him, and he warns me, "Silvia, you are in hell with me – your voice is heard but I ask you use it sparingly."

"But why?" I whisper into the darkness, feeling unsettled and uncomfortable with that request.

Onyx's hot breath comes closer, and his teeth brush over my temple, as his drool drips down my jaw, and his wolf head is right next to my ear. My heart rate shoots right up.

"Shut up, little bitch," Onyx's voice rumbles through my blood, "You're just a weak little mortal that I fuck."

Onyx.

"How do I become immortal then?" I ask, almost a whimper, my heart beating fast and scared with his insult and warning. How could he talk to me like that?

Onyx won't answer me about how to become immortal.

Instead, he rolls me over to my side, and comes back to bed.

His lack of a response – tells me everything I need to know.

Whatever the process was to become immortal for him, couldn't be without pain or consequence.

Being a mortal was my undoing.

How to change to be an equal... now that is a terrifying thought.

Carmen had become a vampire.

I wonder what would happen to me?