Chapter 3: Noella

Noella's POV

“F*ck! Harder!”

“Harder! Argh!”

Loud groans and shouting came out from Alpha Austin’s inner chamber, and some of the ladies outside with me whispered and shivered in fear. I was afraid to, but I have already prepared my mind to face the worst.

The whimpering scream from the lady that earlier went inside came out loud from the chamber. A few Gammas that stood guard shook their heads with an indescribable expression while we wondered what was happening.

“She cried! She’s too slow, and she came before I did. Take her out!” An invincible, loud, authoritative voice squealed obnoxiously as some guards brought the Omega out of the chamber, and the captain sighed.

“Next!” the captain called out in anger, and the lady in front of me went into the chamber shaking like a bird that has been soaked in ice water.

I turned back and then faced the front, and then it dawned on me that I’m the next person once that lady comes back.

“So fast..?” I muttered frantically to myself.

I haven’t seen or come into contact with the Alpha; I don’t know who he is. What if I fail to please him? All these thoughts baffled me so much that I didn’t realize when the lady came out until the captain shouted my name. I shivered in shock and turned to see the guards leaving with the lady; she looked half dead.

“Go in,” the captain called me out, and I sheepishly nodded, taking a skeptic's step into the dark chamber.

I entered the chamber made of high-quality, thick wood; his chamber was large and bigger than all the mansions in the pack. I lifted my gaze away from the ground only to see sharp, flaming eyes staring at me in anger—maybe anger isn’t the right word.

He was sitting on a wooden chair that was long in height and wide in width; his arms were resting on the chair's hands while his eyes focused on me.

Truth be told, all ladies deserve to fall on their knees for him. Even when he sits, his height still shows. He has beautiful black curly hair that rested perfectly on his head; his beard looked brushed and blinking to the touches of little lamps; his eyes were sharp red and slanted; his lips were small and looked wet—a result of the amount of women he has kissed this night. He has a domineering and strong aura that makes people fear him, including me.

And for the fact that his nudity kept me dauntlessly speechless, unable to say a word, it’s normal for us wolves to show our nudity to our mates or while bathing. But witnessing an Alpha’s hot nudity, I couldn’t walk or speak.

“What are you staring at? Fall!” His sharp, obnoxious, but alluring voices called me out of my trance, and my knees began to wobble, thus falling me to the ground.

“Crawl and come forward,” he says, using his hand to beckon me to come closer, and as if controlled, I scrubbed my knees on the ground as he approached me.

“What are you waiting for?” he questioned, holding a horrible smirk.

My eyes slowly dropped down to see his weak dick lying in between his laps and on the chair. His dick was long and had a red head, and I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

“But he has been sexing other ladies; how come his dick is still weak?” I wondered, unsure of the next action to take.

“Suck it,” he instructed.

Yes,” my voice resonated in the room. I felt helpless as I took his dick closer to my mouth.

“No scream, no moan. Just suck,” he said with a stern voice, and I nodded.

I used my tongue to trail from the head of his dick down to its hairy bottom; I swallowed it deeply into my mouth, sucking it hungrily like I'd do to my favorite fruit, cucumber. I tried not to make any sound while at it, but he groaned and made a loud moaning sound with his eyes partially closed.

He didn’t make any comment, and I guess he was enjoying it. I continued sucking, and suddenly his hands were on my face, massaging it softly and muttering some words. He progressed down to my radiant standing breasts, still hiding inside my clothes. He massaged my breasts gently, but his hands were hard.

I felt my hormones rising up bit by bit. His touches gave me warmth that I almost forgot was my punishment as a slave.

“Take off your clothes; strip now!” he commanded, increasing his voice.

If we were just the ones doing this, it would have been better, but behind us, the captain and a few Betas watched this action happen. I felt shy and hesitated a bit before taking off the white garment. I saw his eyes sparkling in astonishment.

“Now come closer,” he said in a flirtatious tone, holding a hungry, mischievous smile. I walked towards him, and he pulled me closer to his bare, hairy chest; my legs collided with his erect, warm dick. And I must admit, my heart skipped.

Begin,” he instructed.

I dropped trails of kisses in every inch of his body, from his face, neck, colliding with his belly, and down to his shaft. I used my tongue to twirl at each sensational part, resisting the urge to moan. While he moaned loudly, his voice filled the air. He forced my head deeper, making me unknowingly take in his dick with my mouth.

As he forced my head to himself, I swallowed his dick and ended up coughing hardly; he did this for some time till he derived some certain satisfaction.

“Check her if she's cum,” he ordered, and a Gamma approached me.

“I can check myself." I shamefully rattled out, swallowing the spit in my mouth. He sighed, falling roughly on the chair.