Her Addiction
Story by Cymmie on SoFurry
Another emotional outlet, bunch of thoughts jumbled together in a short piece with a messy ending XD
His scent, the rush of being able to smell her Alpha, that’s the biggest high anyone could ever get. She didn’t even need a drug. He was her drug, he controlled her every action, her every desire, her every thought, though she would never tell him so. The way he could manipulate her, not even he understood. But it was mostly because she wouldn’t ever tell him to the full extent. She had given over her love to him long ago.
How long ago was that? She wasn’t even sure. She had given her heart to him so long ago, she wasn’t even sure if the rest of her relationships had been actual committed relationships. Or whether if they’d just been placeholders while she scratched an itch and figured her shit out.
She wanted to give herself over to him completely. Marriage yes, was she ready for collaring? She wasn’t sure. Collaring was such a huge thing to her; she wouldn’t be surprised if she said yes to him if he asked right now. But she wasn’t certain if she would be ready yet. When she was collared by her Alpha she wanted to be able to give him everything. Her soul, her heart, her body, and her trust; the last was the most important part. She wasn’t quite sure if he had earned that yet. Though she trusted him more than she had trusted anyone else before, that still wasn’t saying much, she still fought against his commands.
Yet, even though she fought against his commands it wasn’t as if she didn’t feel the need to follow them. She just couldn’t allow him to know how much power he already held over her. Was it because she didn’t trust him so much? Or was it because she was so proud?
All this swirled through out her head as she whispered his name over and over like some mantra; it had become stuck in her head.
“Alpha, Alpha, Alpha, S-Sam,” the last one was a slip up, but it spurred him to move faster and harder.
Making her words turn from coherent to higher pitched whines and then to screams. Her head thrashed and her hands fisted the sheets under them as they twisted in his grasp. Fuck, it felt so good, the rippling burning tingles, that erupted from too much stimulation and not enough all at once, flushed up her body and down her legs. It was too much and then it all came to a slamming halt as she plummeted over the edge of an orgasm and her body tensed and fluttered around him.
It caused him to cum, far too quickly for his liking; she knew that for a fact. It was perfect, so perfect, always more than she expected and just right at the same time…