Three Fated Hearts

Chapter 82

~Stuart~

We’ve been watching her all evening; Caesar has been hard to keep contained. He wants to be let free to mark her, mark her and ravish her. We are in agreement at this point, but there is no way that we can act on anything. She has a chosen mate, as do I. On top of that, her chosen mate is the Alpha, my Alpha.

I have eyes on her from afar, and I watch her walk to the back door of the packhouse. I think she senses me watching her because she stops as if she’s trying to feel for me. F**K! I swear I can smell her arousal from here, and I bet it’s just for me. Damn, the way her a*s moves in that dress…..

I wait a few minutes and head into the packhouse through the same back door. Her scent hits me as I close the door. I take a deep breath, letting it coat my lungs, and I look around, noticing that no one is there. I walk through the dining room, the kitchen, and into the hallway. I stop to listen, but there is no one, and I see nothing. I follow her scent upstairs to the second floor.

I bet she went into her office. I make my way there but stop abruptly before reaching her office door. Her scent is heavy in front of the Alpha’s office. The entry is ajar, and I push it open, walking into an empty room. The scent calls for me, and I find myself walking through the office to the back. The wall looks like it’s moving, and a low light is glowing on the other side. I peek through and see that it’s Kimberly’s office. I never knew there was a hidden door to connect the two offices.

I walk into her office and grab the wall, pulling it behind me. I scan the room and am stopped dead in my tracks. Kimberly is at the door of her office, and she is unzipping her dress. I can feel myself getting harder by the second. I let my suit jacket fall from my shoulders. I start to unbutton my dress shirt. Kimberly lets her dress fall, and the sight is amazing. Her perky breasts are standing at attention, and her n****es are hard. She is wearing a black lace thong that I want to rip off.

I let my shirt fall from my body and start to undo my pants. Kimberly leans against the door and runs her hand, slowly, down her body: over her b****t, down her stomach, and into her panties. She uses her hand to rub her nub, and her other hand reaches up to pinch her n****e. Her eyes are hooded, and her lips are parted, letting a moan escape.

I run my hand over my member and start to stroke it up and down. F**k, watching her play with herself is amazing. “Why don’t you come over here and suck my d**k.” Kimberly nods and starts to walk over. “No, no. I want you on your f**king knees…..crawl over here.” Kimberly smirks and gets on her knees. She makes a big show of lowering herself onto her hands. Kimberly keeps her eyes on me as she slowly crawls to me. She makes sure her hips sway from side to side—her b****t bounce with each move she makes. I can feel the precum on the tip of my d**k as I continue to pump it.

Kimberly finally makes it to me and runs her tongue along my tip. The sparks, GODDESS! I can’t even describe the feeling. I let go, and my hand is replaced with her mouth. Kimberly slurps my d**k as if she’s using a straw, and my head drops back. I feel my eyes roll into the back of my head, causing a growl from my chest. Kimberly moans, the vibration making my balls tighten up. She continues to suck and slurp, and I can feel my toes curl in my dress shoes. If I let her continue, I will let loose in her mouth.

I place both hands on the sides of her head to hold her steady. I slowly stroke her mouth once…..twice…..then I start to slam into her mouth, my tip hitting the back of her throat. Kimberly’s tongue is out and running the length of my member every time I slam into her. She’s starting to make that sound that you hear in the ‘flicks,’ and Goddess, does that sound turn me on. I quickly pull out of her mouth and pull her arm to stand her up.

“Do you want me?” Kimberly nods. I grab her by the throat and pull her closer to me. “When I ask you a question, I want you to use words to answer. Do you understand?” Kimberly nods again, making me squeeze my hand a bit. I let go and wait for her reply.

“Yy….yes, I understand.” I smile.

“Good girl. Now, do you want me?” Kimberly gives me a small smile.

“Yes, I want you.” I lean in closer, bending down so I can speak in her ear.

“What do you want me to do to you?” Kimberly’s hands start to feel their way up my arms, and the sparks make me grow harder.

“I want you to put your d**k in my p***y.” I turn Kimberly’s head to the side and lick her from her chin to her ear.

“You are a naughty girl. Did my d**k taste good?” Kimberly nods, making me squeeze my hand again. I let go quickly and look her in the eyes.

“Yes, you taste so good.” I nuzzle my nose into the crook of her neck and breathe her scent in deeply.

“Do you want to taste yourself from my d**k?” I look at Kimberly and can see the thoughts fly through her head. A smile grows on her face.

“Yes, please.” I walk Kimberly backward and shed my pants as I go. When her legs hit her desk, I lift her up and sit her on the edge while I step between her legs.

“I plan on tasting you, but not yet. I want to feel you first.” I slide my hand from her neck to her b****t, tweaking the n****e and use my other hand to wrap her leg around my waist. I can feel the heat from her core on my d**k, and it feels amazing. I lean Kimberly back a bit and line myself up with her box. I catch her eye, and I push into her, damn near cumming as I do. Her p***y is amazing! Her warmth surrounds my shaft, and the wetness is out of this world. Mixed in with that are the sparks you would think feel like pinpricks, but it doesn’t. I start to move in and out of her, not too hard, but I find a good rhythm. I swear she fits me like a glove. Her p***y grips my d**k just right, almost like a suction cup,

pulling me back into her when I try to leave. As I pound into her, I realize that this is going to be a long night.

~Paul~

Father, father…..

Landon? What’s wrong?

Have you seen Lincoln?

No, not for a while. I thought he was with you and Tia. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

He was, but while we were eating, he went to finish getting what we needed for our trip. Tia and I haven’t seen him in a long time. I sent warriors out to look.

Sit tight. I will get with the warriors and see what’s going on. Right on cue, a group of warriors is walking toward me. I notice that Stuart is missing, which doesn’t sit well with me. I have the group follow me to the side of the packhouse. I don’t want anyone to know what’s going on until we know.

“What do we know?”

“We checked the forest and the borders and there has been no sign of him. His scent was faint in the shed, but it had to have been from earlier.”

“We checked the front of the packhouse and we found nothing.” I step forward and look at the warrior.

“What do you mean you found nothing? Earlier today, there was an SUV out front. The twins had been in and out of it, packing it for a trip.” The warrior looks nervous and shakes his head.

“No, there was nothing. No SUV was out front. We only found his phone and one of his shoes.”

“There was nothing to follow. Lincoln’s scent disappeared, and there were no other traces.” F**K! Where is my son? Another warrior runs up to us, waving a piece of paper.

“I found this at the front door.” I grab the paper and read it, crumpling it in my hand. This has to be some sort of sick joke. There is no way this could be true.

“Have the Alpha and Luna meet in my office. And where the f**k is Stuart?!” I look around at the faces, and no one has an answer for me. I shake my head and stomp off, heading to the training center. Maybe he’s in his office, deciding that this entire ordeal is too much to handle.

I make my way over there quickly, but I don’t go in. I can see that there are no lights on, so I know he isn’t in here. Where could he be? He’s the head warrior, and we are in a crisis. I make my way back to the packhouse and to my office. I run into Landon, Tia, and Doc in front of my office, realizing that I moved faster than I thought.

“Come in so we can discuss this. Landon, where’s your mother?”

“I have no idea, dad. I really haven’t seen too much of her since the ceremony.” I allow everyone inside the office and head for my desk. I notice that the wall door to Kimberly’s office is slightly open. Maybe she retreated to her office.

I head over to the door and pull it a bit so I can step inside. I can hear sounds coming from her office that sounds a bit like moaning. I would think this is one of the times that she’s watching one of our home videos, but the smell is telling me otherwise. It smells like s*x in here, and not just one person. I step into the room and can’t believe what I see.

A man is lying on the desk, on his back. Kimberly is on top of him, riding him like a horse. “F**k, yeah, that p***y is so good. Ride daddy’s d**k, baby.” I step closer and realize it’s Stuart; Stuart is the horse. I lose my s**t and can only see red. I pull Kimberly from Stuart so fast that she falls to the floor. I turn to her, towering over her. Her eyes are big with shock and fear.

“What the f**k are you doing?!” Spittle is flying from my mouth, and my heart is beating a mile a minute. It’s taking everything in me not to rip her head off.

“GET THE F**K AWAY FROM MY MATE!”