Myra All Over His Mind

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(Alaric's POV)

"Ummm, huuhh, fuhhh *heavy panting*.

The cold shower isn't being help for me, this is damn frustrating. Both the times I have come in contact with that human girl, my body reacts like this.

I have had intense desire to f*ck many times but I am no horny dog who sticks up his pole in just anyone. I am an adult and have a healthy sexual life as all the werewolves have. But I know when to control my urges and have been great with that, I don't f*ck anyone around until it is absolutely necessary.

But this isn't the case with me from the past two days. My male member instinctively comes alive whenever she is around and it doesn't even die down after one or two releases. I rubbed my hand over it, pumping it hard, 'ahhhh, me doing this is itself is annoying but... I am feeling it cumming, uhhh.'

As I stroked my member rhythmically and faster, a strong desire to have that girl underneath me flashed before my eyes. My eyes turned darker in shade, as I was consumed by lust. I was craving, craving for something forbidden, craving for something sinister. I want to hear her scream my name and say it between her moans; I want to make her cry with pleasure. I want to do her hard and rough, f*cking the life out of senses. 'Ummm Mh----Myra ….mmmm"

My climax came and I ejaculate a heavy load of those Alpha seeds, 'AHHHH, ummm.'

My buddy here, slumped down and then realized donned on me, I was in utter shock, 'Did I just cum while thinking of the person? Why was I having an urge to get under me? Damn it.' Pulling my hair in disbelief I murmured, 'I am even moaning and taking her name while pleasuring myself.'

Sheesh, this died member of mine came alive by just the thought of her, 'Arghhhhh'

(Author's POV)

For two consecutive nights she hasn't slept peacefully. On her first night, Alaric's rude behavior couldn't let her sleep and now her mind was occupied with Elio's sweet kiss and Alaric's brutal tongue f*ck*ng . It was 3:30 in the morning when Myra could get some shut eye.

A knock on Myra's door woke her up. As she got up from the bed, a splitting headache greeted her a very good morning. 'All that lack of sleep, it is doing the job I guess.'

With a corky sound she asked the person to come in. Her door flew open and in came Nora with a wheelchair. "Good Morning sweet Ra-ra, whoa you look worse than how you looked yesterday morning."

Myra was an utter mess. Her hair was flying all over the place, there were dark circles underneath, and her face was bloated and she had a gravelly voice. "I guess the change in surrounding is being a bit rough for me, couldn't sleep much."

"Are you sure it is what you said and nothing else? Should I call Dr. Andrew to check up on you?" Nora looked at her with concern filled eyes. Nora was bugged by Myra's health. She didn't want her best friend to feel uncomfortable at her house.

"You know, you are thinking too much, ahem ahem. It was just my foot was a bit sore in the night, resulting in me sleeping late."

"You should have called for me, goshh Myra."

"I'm sorry Nor, it was quite late in the night, I didn't want to disturb you. Next time, next time I'll definitely call you, ok"

"I am trusting in your words but do tell me immediately if anything or anyone bothers you here."

"Ok princess, as you wish" Myra quacked in a cute tone.

"Eee, it's cringe. Don't do that again." Nora feigned disgust.

Laughing at her reaction, Myra got up from her bed and went to freshen up.

After taking a shower and dressing herself up, she sat in the wheelchair. It was a powered wheelchair which operated automatically. It was very comfortable, one could tell just by looking at it that it was an expensive one. That's what you'll expect from the Everests. They had to have the best of all, with no compromises.

Although it was comfortable to sit on, it felt weird as well. She was having a hard time operating it since she hasn't been in a situation before to use such a thing. Nora understood Myra's troubles and offered to help.

She explained her how to handle and control it and off they go.

They came out of the elevator on the ground floor, Myra slowly and steadily swept through the place to reach the dining hall.

To her surprise, everyone was present this time, even Noah and that rude jerk were seated in their respective spaces. All the eyes turned towards her and Nora when Nora greeted all of them morning with a bright smile.

Last night's vision zoomed in Myra's mind and spontaneously, she averted her gaze from Elio's. She tried to look somewhere else but her eyes stopped at Alaric's aloof appearance. He was sitting there, boring his eyes into her flesh, simply looking at her. It was like the idiom she was stuck 'between the devil and deep blue sea.'

Myra gnawed at her lower lip nervously, heart rate quickened at Alaric's intense glare.

Dion stuck his neck in between her and Alaric's staring match and beaming, "Good Morning, beauties."

Myra blinked at Dion and smiled in return, greeting him.

"How's your foot now? Any progress?" she asked smothering.

"Better than before, I guess."

Sara broke in between our exchange of words, "That's good to hear, dear. Now you won't be having any problem trying on the dresses."

To Be Continued . . . . . . . . .