Thor

My eyes twitched as I glanced at her. The moment she raised her head from the poll, it felt like all the eyes had turned to her.

The man watched with hungry, lustful gazes, wanting to devour her on spot. Even the lesbians at the corner made their intentions very clear.

I was furious, I clenched my fists, trying to stifle a growl, goddess knew if I let my wolf have his way, he would gouge out their eyes for staring at her in such a manner.

She stepped out of the water, her whole body dripping while the gown clung to her body, her hair was wet, giving her a sexy look like a muse from a music video.

I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry as I gritted my teeth. She was terrified but was equally furious.

I pressed my hand to the chair, ignoring the slut who was trying everything possible to get my attention.

"Alpha, she’s here." Nikolas muttered and I turned to Ryker who was equally aroused and furious at the way she was being stared at.

"Leave." I gritted out and she nodded, walking away with her head bowed.

Leaving her yesterday afternoon for a pack emergency was one of the most difficult decisions Ryker and I had to make.

Returning from the meeting, we figured it was for the best to let go of her, we both wanted her, in ways we’ve never wanted any slaves and it was terrifying.

We could end up having an argument over the little wench and it was best to avoid it now.

I could see Ryker trying very hard to stop himself from bolting after her. Goddess I wanted to smack him and make him focus on the party.

We threw this party to get her out of our system, to have a variety of ladies at our beck and call and do away with the stupid arousal we had for her.

I frowned when the slut placed her hand on my chest, trying to kiss me. I grabbed her neck swiftly and her eyes widened as her fears surfaced.

"I... please... Alpha..." She pleaded and I let go of her without a word, turning my attention to the booming party while she scurried away and the others didn’t dare come any closer, knowing I was in a terrible mood now.

I growled as the sight of the slave stepping out of the water resurfaced in my head. I stood up, jumping into the pool as I floated for some seconds, letting the coldness distract me.

I want the arousal to die down before heading back into the house. I swam a few laps, stopping at the edge as I took a deep breath.

I began to wonder what it would feel like to have her holding onto the edges of the pool while I thrust in and out of her under the water.

The thought of her pressed firmly to the wall with my hard cock living in and out of her made my dick hard.

"Fuck." I cursed, trying to think about any other thing that would help reduce its desires.

I moved under water, swimming around for a moment while hoping for changes but nothing happened.

It wasn’t surprising when Ryker joined me in the pool. Both of us raced from one edge to the others

After almost an hour, we stopped, breathing heavily as we stood at the side. "I hate that she’s in my head. Her moans keep echoing in my head." Ryker snarled and I cursed.

"All I can see is the dress clinging to her body and all these bastards staring at her, I want to pull their eyes out and open their heads to take out the memory of her." I growled and he exhaled as he pulled a towel from the side, stepping out of the water as he dried himself, a little boner in his pants.

I stepped out with him, walking past all the ladies who threee themselves at us cheaply.

We were heading to the chamber when her scent filled the air, sweet, intoxicating and delicate.

Ryker snarled, sniffing the air as he took a step I held his hand, making him stop as he flashed me a furious glance.

"She’s just a slave." I reminded as we walked ti the chamber.

I slumped on my chair, bringing the half-filled glass of wine to my nose as I tried to block out her scent.

It wasn’t working. My wolf was at the edge, snarling and clawing for me to let him get released.

It has been a while since I want you a run but Tisha wasn’t the right day. If I let my wolf get in control. He would find her and mount her against wish.

"She must be a witch. I’ve never craved for any woman like this. There’s nothing special about her, she’s like every other wolf out there so why is her scent all over my nostrils!" Ryker grumbled and I shrugged.

I was facing a similar situation and all I wanted was some lone time, away from her and the pack, gather enough strength to control my rage sold properly.

"Is this why Dylan wants her? Because she has a seductive demon inside of her that makes every man attracted to her." Ryker deduced and I chuckled, shaking my head.

"It’s impossible, the only reason he wants her is because she’ll be beneficial to his pack, Dylan has always been a greedy person and the slave, she’s always been a sub, ready to do anything to please her master." I mumbled, growling as I wondered how I had moved from Dylan’s decision to how she acted.

I shut my eyes, imaging all sorts of females, hoping it would help get her increased my desire for her.

"Argh! Fuck that slave!" I cursed, throwing the glass as it shattered on the ground, Ryker didn’t react, he’s more concerned about his university