Beautiful Nightmare

Lust

Where does this one lead to?" Kenneth asked curiously.

"Bastard's bedroom according to you." Gabriel said and quickly turned to leave the room, knowing he was going to burst into laughter if he lingered for even one more second. The incredulous look on Kenneth's face was comical.

Kenneth stared at the closed door and felt a shiver run down his spine. He couldn't help but think his days were numbered. There was actually a connecting door between his and the wicked asshole's rooms? Kenneth didn't have any hope of survival as he knew that Tristan was definitely going to kill him in his sleep.

He was actually scared of what Tristan could do to him cause he more than capable of inflicting so much pain on him.

***

In the adjoining room, the Alpha of Freefall Pack, who was still under the control of the deadly and ruthless Ojah spirit, paced as if he was going crazy. And it was all because of his angry annoying wolf. The wolf wanted them to go and be with the hunter. But that was the last thing Tristan wanted to do. His lust for the hunter was increasing by the minute and that pissed the alpha off to no end. He could actually smell him through the door and his d**k had remained constantly hard as though he had priapism. He wanted the man so bad. Usually after every run, he got so sexually charged that he f****d one or two of his numerous girls. This time however, the urge was a hundred times worse because he'd found his mate. He would have called one of his women but his damn wolf wouldn't allow him to be with anybody besides his mate. The alpha was going out of his mind with need. He paced like an angry bull. By evening, he was ready to kill.

***

Kenneth came awake in his bed suddenly. His eyes remained wide and unfocused. Kenneth couldn't shake off the vision of Tristan He rubbed at his eyes and groaned when he finally remembered. He was Tristan's prisoner.

"Fuck." He swore when his eyes landed on his twitching hardness. "Seriously?"

Kenneth knew that his state of arousal was a result of the dream he'd had about Tristan. Why the f**k was he even dreaming about that monster, Kenneth groaned. Why Tristan and not someone else? In his dream, Tristan had blue eyes instead of the weird red, and he was as sexy as all f**k. He'd been naked and was staring at Kenneth with so much hunger in his eyes.

"Shit." Kenneth muttered, turning his head to look at the time on the clock on his bedside table.

Kenneth groaned when he realized he'd only slept for about thirty minutes. f**k, after what he'd been through, he needed his sleep. After his bath, he'd been served the most delicious meal which had left him wondering whether Gabriel had been truthful with him. The way he'd been served, the dressing and attitude of the one who had brought his food, and the quality of the food was definitely at par with the standards of a five-star hotel. After filling his tummy with that yummy food, he'd gotten into bed and instantly gone to sleep, only to come awake with his d***s as hard as nails, thanks to some silly dream. He was so f*****g horny. Yes, he was highly sexed because of his peculiar nature but the urge he felt at that particular moment was so intense it left him confused. Ryan knew he couldn't possibly go back to sleep without first taking care of his situation that is his horniness.

With a deep sigh, Kenneth undid the buttons on his jeans and released his hard d***s. He was so hard he hurt. Precum was already pooling at both tips. He'd never spurted through both d***s at the same time but it was common for both to spill precum if he was very excited...which he obviously was.Kenneth rubbed the precum on both d***s, getting them slick. Then he gripped both d***s in one hand and began to stroke. Kenny closed his eyes and immediately saw Tristan .just as he'd been in the dream...his eyes blue and intense, his body gloriously muscled, tight, boldly masculine and undeniably gorgeous. He hated that the image that sprung to mind was Tristan's of all people but he just couldn't shake off the image. Kenneth's breath came out harshly as his hand moved faster. He knew he wasn't going to last.

"Oh fuck." He breathed as he threw his head back in blissful abandon, his free hand burrowing beneath his t-shirt to pull on a distended n****e.

With his face flushed with need, he squeezed the mushroom heads together, causing more precum to gush out. He groaned a rough sound of pleasure and then quickly bit his lip to keep his moans down as his hips began to lift off the bed, pushing himself rhythmically into his hand. It felt so good. He pictured a naked Tristan, standing before him, stroking his own hard c**k just Kenneth was doing at that very moment. The image was so hot Kenneth was goddamn ready to blow. His hand quickened, jacking his c***s with brutal speed and violence, in a race to grasp that blissful feeling. His stomach clenched as he felt his orgasm travel down his spine, his entire body shaking with the intensity of the feeling within. He'd never felt such intense s****l exhilaration before and it's all because of Tristan.

"Holy shit." Kenneth gasped at the first jolting eruption. He couldn't suppress his cry of ecstasy as his orgasm rocked through him, making his whole body quake with the wonder of it. "Christ." Kenneth moaned as he shot, his head thrown back as he allowed the sweet feeling to wash over him. "Fuck."

Kenneth breathed harshly as he came down from his high. He rolled out of bed and staggered into the bathroom as if he were drunk. He quickly wiped himself down, fixed his jeans, and then went back to bed. With that taken care of, he hoped to get some much needed sleep.

***

*TRISTAN*

Back in Tristan's massive luxury suite, the alpha let out a growl of lust when the sound of Kenneth's erotic moans and the smell of his c*m hit his senses. As a werewolf, his senses were always heightened. And in his current state of arousal, the scent of his mate's c*m sent him into a lustful frenzy. Tristan's eyes went wild, his fangs dropped, his c**k got painfully hard against the zipper of his pants...

"f**k this." He breathed. Then with a growl, he grabbed a tube of lube and stormed towards the connecting door between his and his mate's rooms.

He wasn't in control of himself at all, all he wanted to feel his c**k deep inside his mate even if that means forcing himself on him..

He had lost his reasoning..

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