The Ritual (Werewolf Erotica) novel Chapter 11

The Second Ritual

Ava was lying on the cold, hard floor. Her breaths were coming out short and quick.

She could still feel everything. Every harsh wave of pleasure that she had endured in the past hours was making her body spasm.

She wanted to calm every nerve in her body, because it felt like that if she did not, then every part of her being, every little part of her body would shatter in small bits of pieces.

She tried to take in as much relief as possible when she received a few minutes of break from the unwavering, forced pleasure. Her temples became wet as a few drops of tears slipped from her eyes.

Vishous was still on the top of her body. His cock was pulsating with his every harsh breath. Vishous’ condition seemed to be the same as hers. He too was trying to calm his nerves.

His still hard cock was the evidence of shudders that were still going through his body. His breaths were coming out uneven and ragged.

A large group of women were standing around Vishous and her. They were chanting in a rhythm in an ancient language. Their voices were coming out together in a strong and compelling way.

Like they were chanting a mantra that could hypnotize every man and woman that was present in the room. Like they were holding a mesmerizing power in their grasp that was above every common understanding in that particular moment.

Just as Ava thought that the torture will stop for some time, that she will receive some relief from the ambush of pleasure, and intense currents that were still running through her pussy, a woman whose age seemed to be in her late forties called out in a strong voice,

"Alpha!”

.Vishous already knew the rules. He knew how the ceremony was carried out. Although unmated wolves were never allowed to attend it, for being an alpha, he was always invited by other packs to attend theirs, as it increased the strength of both, the new Luna, and the Alpha who was attending the ceremony.

He had attended them gracefully. He had fucked and devoured the Luna of many packs whenever he had attended one, he had fucked them raw to his heart’s content. He had pounded his cock in them, and licked them dry until they had begged him to set them free. He had taken his pleasure from them without caring about harshness of his strength.

When the unknown woman from his pack called out Vishous’ name once again, he forced himself to lose his grip of Ava’s body. He stood up from his place, and stepped aside.