Chapter 11：11

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.

Ava was still too tired to lift a limb. Her exhausted and droopy gaze silently followed his every move as he took slow, short steps back. Then suddenly the chanting stopped and men started shuffling near her.

"Luna," a woman said, "Now these men as the part of our pack will bond with you."

Ava’s silent gaze dropped on a man who had came forward while leaving the rest of the group of men to hover above her body.

Ava distinctively remembered him joining the pack. His name was Doug. He had left his own pack in Africa, and moved here to join this pack.

His body looked extremely muscular like a body builder. Although he was bald, the overall appearance made him look like an extremely dangerous gang leader.

Ava’s gaze followed his every step as he took slow, dominating lunges towards her. His body was shining from sweat. As her eyes moved lower, she almost gasped aloud at the sheer length and girth of his cock.

He came close to her, kneeled down beside her head and before she could even take a breath, he grabbed her by her hair and smashed his lips on hers.

She moaned loudly as his plump lips bruised her own. His hold on her head was tight. Too tight to even let her move her head an inch aside.

His mouth assaulted hers by sucking her lips in his own mouth hungrily, and plunging his tongue in her mouth aggressively. The aggression that he carried in his kiss had started to make her fear the aggressiveness of his cock.

She tried pulling back from the kiss when her lips became too raw. But pulling away from his hold was as useless as trying to break free of silver handcuffs. No matter how much she squirmed, his hold on her never loosened. Finally, he broke the kiss when he felt her struggling to breathe.

"Now," He smirked as his hand fell on her breast to pinch her nipple before sliding downwards to grab her pussy, "We will fuck you like you deserve, sweetheart."

"Aaahhhh" She cried out loudly from the sharp pinch of pain when he plunged a finger in her suddenly. In the next second every male who was present in the room except Vishous was on her like bees on honey.

Doug continued to plunge his thick finger in her pussy harshly with a smug look on his face. Her hand shot to her pussy with a cry of surprise when another man tried to plunge his own finger with Doug in her fuck hole to finger fuck her.

But both of her hands were grabbed and pulled in a tight hold beside her head to stop her interference with their feast of her body.