Feral Revised (Weekend Treats Collection) (2 page)

"She bit me and she's fighting with the dog!" Arlene said franticly.

"Oh my goodness!" Peggy gasped as she jumped to her feet and followed Albert as he ran to the back yard.

His heart sank at the sight of his seven years old and the family dog snarling at each other. He tried to call to the family dog, but it was pointless.

Peggy's eyes brighten as they caught sight of a metal pail and a hose nearby. She filled the pail with water and splashed it on both Azura and the family dog.

Albert sighed as he looked over at Peggy, "Can you stay longer than two weeks?"

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A month had passed and Azura was final settled into her new life style. She was now speaking more and asking lots of questions. She re-connected with her parents and most of her siblings. Although the entire family were happy to have her back, dealing with her animal-like behavior took a lot of patience.

Azura's eyes continued to bewilder everyone and at times frighten strangers. Her parents finally decided concealing her eyes with non-prescription brown color contacts.
  However rare her condition was, she was absolutely beautiful.  It took a lot of molding from her parents and siblings, but Azura blossomed into a classy yet mysterious young woman and her parents were ready to marry her off. Unfortunately, the family would have to come together and trick her into marriage.

Seduction

June 12, 2011

18 years later...

The wind blows through her tresses and fragrant flowers surround her as the evening sun radiates off her golden-brown skin. An elegant off-white wedding dress, with intricate designs, fits snug against her hourglass shape, drifting off into a wave of shimmering fabric.

By the look on her face, one can hardly believe this would be the happiest day of her life.

"Can I get you anything?" He questions while stepping onto the balcony. The wind hits him with her fragrance, and his temperature rises. It takes all his strength to hold himself back from taking her, right there on the ledge.

"No, I'm just going to call and see how my mom is doing," she moves pass him, careful not to graze any part of her body against his.

She makes the call, anxious to hear any reputable news. Greeted by her mother's nurse, Azura is unable to speak directly with her mother. The nurse informs her of the less-than-settling news. "Okay, please call me any time, for anything. Promise me?"

The nurse, reluctantly, agrees.

"Sweetie, it's your wedding night, your mother will be fine," the nurse encouraged.

"I just want to know if anything changes, good or bad," Azura insists.

"Alright, now go and enjoy that beautiful hunk. Don't call me, I will call you." The nurse ends the call, without accepting another word.

She stays on the line a bit longer, creating a facade, in an attempt to avoid her new husband's alluring stare. However, the loud repetitive tone blares in her ear while blood rushes to her cheeks, displaying an embarrassing red glow.

"Is everything alright?" He asks gently as his heart longed for an excuse to hold her.

"Ah, everything is fine, for now," Azura places the phone back onto its receiver.

"I will not request anything of you tonight," he says while moving to a stand behind her.

"You will not request anything of me, ever!" The words escape her mouth, with bitter rage, as she turns to face him.

Swiftly, he pins her against the wall of their penthouse suite. His thigh forces her legs apart as he presses against her. "It is taking everything I have not to rip that dress off and devour you. Please, do not test my temper, as well."

Was it her plump, quivering lips or the sensation of ample breasts pressing against his firm chest? Tobias Cavanaugh holds an unfathomable passion for Azura Hanson. To say she is beautiful would be too vague. Words cannot describe the beauty her being carries.

Her chest heaves up and down, the pressure becoming too much as her lungs fight for air.

"This is an arrangement. I was not given the opportunity to search out a more pleasing option." She pushes on his broad chest, swiftly concealing the quiver shooting through her as she admires the feel of his flesh under her fingertips.

"An arrangement?"

"We both know the situation. Although I'm grateful for all you’re willing to do for my mother, I will not be your sex slave."

"Is that what you think?"

"It's what I know."

"Yes, this is an arranged marriage, but the feelings I carry for you are not arranged, they are real."

"I am not something you can buy."

"I did not buy you."

"Really? It's difficult to tell by the deal you presented to my father."

Anger takes hold and Tobias, he walks away. Grabbing his suit coat off the back of a nearby chair, he hastily leaves the hotel suite.

Tobias makes his way to the resort bar and places an order for the strongest shot available. "You know what? Just give me the damn bottle." He pulls out his wallet and drops a few hundred dollar bills.

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Azura collapses on the floor of their wedding suite, in an untamable tantrum. The past three hours were spent fighting with her gown, unable to reach the hooks that will free her from bondage. Her eyes begin to burn and she is reminded of the contacts she had been forced to wear most of her life. In her deep bitterness she removed both contacts and threw them on the floor. Deep down, she resented her parents for not accepting her as she is. Now that she was out of their home she would never wear those contacts again, and if Tobias couldn't deal with it then that could be her ticket to freedom.

The last thing Azura ever wanted was marriage. Growing up in a home with six sisters, an overbearing father, and an overly-submissive mother, she refused to fall into the typical stereotype of womanhood. Being the youngest, Azura got away with a lot of things her sisters did not. She insisted on playing male-dominated sports, wearing boyish clothes, and keeping male friends.

When puberty hit and her monthly cycles began, it was a disaster, changing her life forever. Azura cried for a week. Her mother did everything to console her, but she refused to accept that she was now a woman. For the last five years, her father has struggled to find his last unmarried daughter a spouse.

Although they live in the present, to her father it is still early in the 19
th
century. No daughter of his will be unmarried when he passes away. Azura would not be in this situation today, if not for her mother's death bed wish.

She sobs as she thinks of all the freedom she has lost. Her sisters took marriage well. Each seemed eager to start a new life as a Mrs., and none of them complains about their cheating husbands. Azura, on the other hand, enjoyed the freedom of being a single woman without the responsibilities of managing a home, or being expected to perform certain duties to please a man.

Rage fills her, again. Slamming her small fist into the carpet does little to ease her aggression. Her body trembles as she fights to calm herself down. There is only one thing that soothes her when she is this angry. A dirty little secret she keeps mainly to herself. There is only one person she has shared this secret with; her best friend, Morgan Judd.

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It is prom night in May of 2004, and Azura arrives alone. She refused to wait for her date and do the traditional corsage pinning, followed by the limo parade through town. Obviously, this did not sit well with him, because he arrived at prom with a new date on his arm. He went even further, and added to the already circulating rumors that she was not into men; saying she offered him money to be her date, just to make her parents happy. It was Morgan who found her crying underneath the school's bleachers. He came to console her; however, his gentle touches made her crave more. She lost her virginity to Morgan, and continued to find solace in him whenever she needed to calm down, and was unable to do so on her own. Enjoying their no-strings-attached friendship was all she desired and needed.

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She needs him now to put out this fire burning inside of her. Something she refuses to give to Tobias. His eyes demand sex and her pride refuses to submit. In a blur of suppressed sexual energy, Azura pulls herself to her knees and slowly pulls her gown up over her thighs. She struggles to slip inside her white lace panties and grant herself release.

 
Tobias enters the suite and observes her fighting with the elaborate white gown. He kneels down behind her and slowly unfastens the gown. She releases a heavy breath, happy to be free. Tobias stares lustfully, at the smoothness of her skin; the alcohol in his system makes it difficult for him to resist her. He curses himself for returning, and regrets not going to the front desk to request an additional room, instead.

"Help me," a faint, breathless whisper escapes her lips. "Help me." She repeats the request, her voice becoming stronger.

Tobias wants to believe she is asking him to make love to her, but
he figures she just wants the gown off. "There will have to be some sort of reward for this," he thinks to himself. "If only she would let me..."

His lips softly rest on her back; he presses a kiss to her spine and the loving energy he has been trying to withhold from her releases, sending spiraling energy down her spine until it sends shivers to her clit. Encouraged by the sound of her moan, he peels her out of her gown. She lies back in her white, lace lingerie. She looks up at him and the moon light piercing through the balcony hit her eye casting a mysterious electric blue glow.

 Tobias watches, in heated amusement, as her fingers slip beneath the lace bra, caressing her brown nipples. Again, her supple lips called to him for help, and he finds himself pulling off his clothes. As his eyes continue to observe her beautiful body, they make their way to her face and he is startled yet intrigued by the glow in her eyes. "Your eyes?" he whispers but his words only come out as a weak mumble to her. He doesn't care; they are beautiful and intriguing to him and only made her irresistible to him.

Lifting her from the floor, she wraps her slender legs around him, pressing against his thick, hard cock. Another shiver runs through him, making his cock harder than it was before. Gently he lays her on the bed, running his fingers up the length of her stomach and between her breasts, savoring every touch. Azura does not hesitate to free her breasts. He joyfully sucks in her nipple, flickering and sucking, as they become hard. Azura runs her fingers through his hair, pulling and begging for more of him. Making his way to her feet, he strips off the remainder of her undergarments and kisses the soles of her feet. Kissing his way up her legs and between her thighs, his warm, wet tongue slips between her lips, finding her nub. Bolts of sexual energy shoot through her stomach and careen its way to her heart and mind. Her ears begin ringing as her pussy drips, aching for the full length of his cock to fill her.

Feeling her wetness and seeing her clit throb, he cannot hold back any longer. The heaviness of his cock falls against her wet pussy and her hips gyrate, fighting to pull him into her. Grabbing hold of his cock, he looks down on the beautiful scene playing out before him. Her beautiful breasts dance in a hypnotic motion as her hips and waist beckon for his gentle touch. He seeks out her opening, and forces his way in. Azura lurches forward, grabbing hold of his arms, as the welcomed pain of his cock forces its way deep inside of her.

Her tightness pleases him, enormously. Feeling her tighten and release as her hips gyrate and she grinds her pussy all around him, he kisses her tender lips. They are in absolute heaven. Her soft moans, and his deep groans, seem to go on for hours. Sinking deeper into her tightness, she begins to orgasm, screaming and grunting, uncontrollably. Tobias cannot hold on any longer. His cock explodes, filling her with his rich seed.

As they drift off to sleep, she whispers the name, Morgan. Tobias' heart breaks. Is this why she's resistant toward him? She is in love with another.

Azura falls into a light sleep. Never before had she felt such pleasure. It was not like this with Morgan. He was ridged and selfish. And when they were finished her anger diminished, but not like this. The anger was completely gone, and replaced with love and warmth, not bitterness and emptiness.  She slowly opened her eyes as she slowly woke from her light sleep.  She checked to see if Tobias was sleeping, and she found herself becoming aroused as she watched him sleeping soundly.  A smile came across her face as she thought about the love they made.

Quietly she slipped out of bed and walked across the room. The balcony doors were partially open and Azura craved to feel the cool night air on her bare skin. It was something she missed when growing up with her wolf mother although eventually she found covering for her skin to make it through the cold winters. She spent most of her time naked and free. She slowly opened the door and walked out to the balcony. The ocean breeze hit her skin and instantly filled her with joy. She stood there silently enjoying her solitude.

"Azura?" Tobias called out to her from the doorway of the balcony. She wiped her head around to see her husband glaring at her. "You’re naked in the balcony." Her eyes...her parents warned him about her eyes, the physical defect is what they called it. However, Tobias seem to get caught up in them, his spirit seemed to be taken away with her and he wanted to learn more about her, more about what made her so different.

"I guess this is where you piss all over me!" Azura said turning to face him.