A Dog and his B-Witch

A Dog and his B-Witch

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Genre: Fantasy

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Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy

Summary

All Caine wanted was a mate, a submissive, to live out his years with, but instead he's tricked into mating with Adele, a fiery Witch who is in no way submissive - and who is now a Hybrid due to his bite. Together they rule over pack and coven, all living together in one community, a hostile environment due to hatred among the two species. Adele's hybrid status puts her under constant attack to which Caine is happy to ignore, but when a threat is made to his unborn cub, he must protect the woman he see's as an enemy, in order to keep his heir alive. Their union will end a centuries old war, but for how long?

Summary

All Caine wanted was a mate, a submissive, to live out his years with, but instead he's tricked into mating with Adele, a fiery Witch who is in no way submissive - and who is now a Hybrid due to his bite.
Together they rule over pack and coven, all living together in one community, a hostile environment due to hatred among the two species.
Adele's hybrid status puts her under constant attack to which Caine is happy to ignore, but when a threat is made to his unborn cub, he must protect the woman he see's as an enemy, in order to keep his heir alive.
Their union will end a centuries old war, but for how long?

Chapter1 (v.1) - A Dog and his B-Witch

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All Caine wanted was a mate, a submissive, to live out his years with, but instead he's tricked into mating with Adele, a fiery Witch who is in no way submissive - and who is now a Hybrid due to his bite. Together they rule over pack and coven, all living together in one community, a hostile environment due to hatred among the two species. Adele's hybrid status puts her under constant attack to which Caine is happy to ignore, but when a threat is made to his unborn cub, he must protect the woman he see's as an enemy, in order to keep his heir alive. Their union will end a centuries old war, but for how long?

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Prologue

 

Their moans of pleasure echoed from all four concrete walls, the combined scent of their arousal sweetened the air. But which scent held his attention, which scent had his mouth watering and his dick growing to a size it had never before, and throbbing to the beat of his ever rising pulse. She was here, in this room, his future. But where?

“Has any of our girls caught your attention yet, Alpha?”

“Perhaps,” he addressed the owner of the business. Calling kidnapping lonely human woman with no close relations and little friends, to be sold into the world of Vampire’s, shifters and all things they believed to be fiction–Business, was laughable. But he had to commend the owner for his bravery and utter genius. Many paranormal beings, much like him, found it hard to find a mate or companion within the ranks of their own kind. Humans could cross over into any creature they wanted, whether that be vampire, werewolf or witch. That fact made their species particularly popular out their kind. Well, the vampire’s favoured them for the life force they carried within their blood. Some chose to change them over, but most didn’t agree, there had to be a balance. Most Vampires lived in constant fear that they’d soon outnumber the food source. This laid to a lot of killing, and individuals paying the ultimate price there was, even for the smallest action of wrong doing.

The owner of the business was a Warlock who he instantly despised; wolves and magic users had been enemies for centuries; they stayed clear of each other and fought to the death when they crossed paths. This particular situation however called for a two hour peace treaty. He needed a mate, and the females within his own pack were either already mated or reaching their last years of life; His only chance to create offspring being a selected human that he would choose to change, a woman within this very room.

He stood naked as the day he was born in the chilled cellar–aside from the Warlock in charge no items of clothing were allowed below ground. Makeshift booths were spread about the room, created by three sheets of plywood nailed together, and an old curtain swung where the presumed entrances were, the curtains at the moment were open for viewing. Woman of all different shape, size and colour occupied the rooms. He entered every booth to examine the women who were propped up, by again some poorly manufactured structure. Their arms were outstretched with their wrists in chains that connected to the rafters in the ceiling. Their backs lay against a thick wooden beam and their knees were hiked up to their chests and stretched wide open where a thin metal pole hooked under each of their knees. The position left nothing to the imagination. They were all bared to his view, waiting for him to make a decision.

“Why are they blindfolded?” he asked, taking note of the thick cloth covering the women’s eyes.

“Policy,” was his reply. Four booths in along the left wall he paused in mid-step, his entire body froze. There, his head swivelled to the fifth they hadn’t quite reached yet, beyond the damp and tattered wood, beyond the worse for wear looking cloth, lay the woman he wanted. His dick pointed him in her direction, his wolf jumped to attention, causing his hands to sprout claws and grey fur. Whoever occupied the next booth, interested both he and his wolf. A good start, he decided.

“I want her.” The words came out as a growl. “My money is up stairs, I’ll pay whatever is necessary. How soon can you have her brought to me?”

The Warlock chuckled. “All our stock is takeout,”

“Fine, I’ve chosen, I have the money. Get her ready.” He made a move to head back to the door to follow the stairs to get above ground.

“Alpha,” the Warlock started, causing him to freeze mid step. “Our stock comes in human. It’s our policy, and a part of the contract that you hastily signed above ground, that they do not leave that way. Unless our customer is a vampire and they are looking for a meal and some play time, they leave the cellar human, but they most certainly don’t leave alive.”

“I have to change her now? Down here, with you hovering at my back.”

“Yes.”

Fantastic.

“The booths are spelled, once you enter and draw the curtain, you will not hear anything but what is going on within your booth. The same applies out here. I will not hear a thing.” Out of nowhere the Warlock conjured up a folder. “Her information.” He handed the folder over. “I’m sure you will enjoy her.” Without checking the contents of the folder he made his way to booth five and halted at the curtain.

The woman bound and blindfolded, writhing about as best she could in her restraints, was heavenly. Creamy skin ran over surprisingly taut yet subtle muscles. Ample breasts rose and fell in rapid succession with her laboured breathing. Budding dark nipples stood to attention.  A bead of sweat trailed down her stomach that contracted as the buzzing device heavily taped against her clitoris worked its magic. Below the small device her vagina pulsated, he almost came right then and there as evidence of her arousal seeped out, the glistening moisture was as appetizing to him as a glass of water would be after a marathon. Stepping inside the booth, he pulled the curtain across. Sure enough, only the sound of the woman’s soft whimpers could be heard within the makeshift room. He reached out a hand, embarrassed by its shaking. His wolf claws were still extended but they proved useful. The nail on his index finger sliced through the thick tape like a knife in butter. With little to hold it in place the small pink lipstick tube shaped device fell to the floor. Its vibrating continued, but not for long as his weight crushed it beneath his heel. Her moaning seized but her breathing was still laboured.

“No more,” she whispered. “Please, I can’t take anymore.” He smiled at that.

“After I mate you we’ll spend most of our days in bed together.” He revelled in the startled gasp that left her plump lips upon hearing his voice–which had deepened in his aroused state. “You have a body that deserves to be pleasured for hours on end.” The skin on her thighs pimpled as his claws ever so gently caressed them; he stood between them, his dick so painfully close to heaven. “There will be no chains, no restraints, and no vibrating machines, just your body beneath mine.” His nails ran up her tight stomach to cup a breast within each hand. A perfect fit. Her nipples called to him, beckoning him to take them into his mouth, how could he refuse? Dipping his head he caught her right nipple between his lips and eagerly sucked. The woman, his destined mate, gasped. The scent of her arousal intensified as he suckled her sensitive nub. His wolf battled against the cage that was his skin, trying to force his way out for a bite at her unmarked neck, once changed and in her new form, his wolf would take her, he wouldn’t show her care in the way that his human-self did now, he wouldn’t caress her skin or tease her bundle of nerves, readying her for the taking. The sex would be animalistic, frenzied . . . and so fucking good!

“Please,” she whimpered as he ran a now human finger through her wet folds.

“Please what,” he asked as he raised his head, “Stop?”

“N . . . No.” She stuttered, and then sang out a cry as he pushed his large middle digit into her heat; her walls clenched him tight, so tight he knew that he’d blow his load within the first few thrusts of his hips when he finally entered her. She was close, swollen and ready to come. He fucked her with his finger, bringing her to the edge then removing his finger entirely, twice he did this before she cried her frustration.

“Tell me what you want,”

“Um…” a delicious looking tongue came out to wet her plump lips. “I want you.” The fact that she was submissive turned him on, there was no greater feeling than knowing that he held the power in the bedroom, knowing that he was in charge. He was an alpha, what need was there for a bitch who fought him every step of the way and challenged him for dominance, he spent the best part of his day dealing with a rowdy pack of mostly dominants, when he sought out sex, it was with a submissive.

“You want me how, sweetheart. Like this?” he gripped the base of his cock and pushed the head against her opening. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes,” she panted, her cheeks already stained red from pleasure grew darker in a blush. The action caused pre come to seep from his bulging cock. He stepped closer, the movement causing the head of his dick to disappear inside her, she whimpered, a mixture of pain and pleasure reached his nose, he was large, and he knew this, not many women could take him. He placed his left hand on her hip and used the thumb of his right hand to rub against her clit. When her pleasure began to build again he stepped forwards and slammed his hips against her. His cry matched hers as he buried himself, balls deep inside her. The pressure her walls put on his dick almost caused him to come. Her body had tensed beneath him, her face, contorted with the signs of pain, but he hadn’t stopped rubbing her clit, and the lines of pain began to fade and her breathing became laboured. His hand on her hip travelled to cup a firm ass cheek as he pulled his dick from her heat bar then head, then thrust back inside. This time her cry was not caused by pain.

“So tight,” he groaned, thrusting into her once again, twice more he let her grow accustomed to his size before his picked up the pace. Wanting this to last, he left her clit be and cupped her left breast, his grip firm, no doubt her human skin would bruise and form the prints of his fingers. Her breathing became frantic when he dipped his head to suck at the skin of her neck, when he nipped playfully and caught her ear lobe between she breathily whispered.

“Oh, god!”

“No quite, sweetheart.” His own voice was raspy. He was so close.

“I won’t come if you don’t touch me again,” interesting, when mated that would come in handy when he’d need punish her.

Close to peeking, he once again began to work her clit with his thumb and forefinger, squeezing the little nub and immediately she began to fall apart. Her walls were crushing as they pulsated in the midst of her orgasm, her lips parted as a scream left her lips, and her taut stomach grew tight. Watching her come was enough to send him over the edge; his hips became a blur of motion as he pounded into her, he buried his head in her neck as he came, shooting his load into her heat. His hands gripped at her shaking arms and as the last of his seed left his cock, he buried himself inside her for the final time, his teeth elongated into those of his wolf, and he buried them deep into her skin and drank the blood that left her. She screamed once again as his teeth penetrated and another orgasm racked her body, much to his surprise. He hadn’t expected that reaction.

His teeth retracted and he licked the blood still seeping from the punctures, after a few moments the flow stopped and he lifted his head away, her body was limp, spent from their shared passion, he felt ready to collapse his orgasm had been so strong. Her breathing calmed with the effects of his bite, her body wouldn’t die, but the change would be painful and she may wish too. Stepping back, he removed his now flaccid cock from her heat then gave a bellow of rage when he noticed the blood coating his cock. The woman, his mate, began to laugh, hysterically laugh. The curtain behind him opened, and in walked the warlock.

“What is the meaning of this?” he pointed to his blood stained dick.

“You didn’t read her folder, but trust me; her lack of experience is the least of your worries. We’ve been planning this day for a long time, Caine.” Using his first name wasn’t forbidden, but it showed a lack of respect for his position and rank. “My daughter will make a fine edition to your pack,  how does it feel knowing you’ve ended a centuries old war, and have gained a warlock for a father in law, and a hybrid wife?” the warlock chuckled. Caine’s stomach dropped, he abruptly turned to where his mate lay tied, only to find her gone.

“My father was right,” he turned to find, standing in the warlocks place, was his mate. “You’re very powerful, this mating will bring an end to war between our kind, we’re bound, do you feel it?” She stepped closer and placed a hand against his chest. Her close proximity and touch sent him into a rage, he tried to attack, to remove her head from her shoulders, but he couldn’t move. He felt every  limb, was able to wiggle his fingers and toes, yet he seemed to be paralysed when he attempted anything more.

“I feel your anger. Believe me, being mated to a dog was not my first choice. But we all must do our part.”

“This will never end the feud between our kind, undo what you have started. The spell is not complete without a sacrifice, it never is. Break the bond and I’ll leave peacefully.”

A smile parted lips that for a brief moment he found enticing, “The sacrifice has already been made.” Her free hand wrapped around his flaccid cock, causing a groan of disgust to leave his throat. “When you took my virginity you sealed the bond. We’re mated, and not even death will break it.”


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