midas touch

RENEÉ RAPP in MEAN GIRLS

NOT ONE OF HIS WHORES. but was she really? was it really much better of a situation if she was going to get fucked, ravaged, bruised and claimed in the middle of the woods instead of the comfort of a warm bed? the brunette was torn on the questioning happening in her head and she did not even realise the man had made a decision until it was too late to react. Anna hissed in surprise at the rough handling, her delicate flesh scrapping against the rough bark of the tree trunk she was getting pinned against. creamy, pale flesh covering in goosebumps at the sudden loss of the warmth of the man's frame against her chest, instead replaced by the cool ghust of night air and cold touch of bark on her breast.

"alpha." the brunette growled under her breath, a sound she never thought she could make. her lips parted in a small gasp - a mixture of pain and satisfaction, torture and bliss all at once. his cock was big, almost too big for her tight and delicate core. but at the same time she had never been more sure in her life of anything as she was of the fact that she could take him whole. to the very last inch of his length. "fuck, w-wait, slow." the Omega groaned quietly, distracted by the man's attention to the sensitive spots on her throat but it was not quite enough to pull her mind away from the ruthless stretch of his cock tearing her womanhood apart. "it's too much."

she fit him like a glove. giles had never experienced bliss like her cunt. "my god, it's like you were made for me," he murmured. and, in that moment, he became sure of it; she had been made for his cock. surely there was no other explanation. she asked him to slow and giles let out a dark chuckle. how on earth could he take this slowly? "this cunt," he muttered, attempting to do as she asked and instead of blindly rutting against her, he seated himself entirely, grinding his hips against her ass to make sure he was entirely inside of her. "is just what i have been looking for," he murmured. his cock pulsed inside her, and he let out a breathy groan against the shell of her ear. "you're everything i need."

tradition stated that she would be free to return to her southern village after this night - albeit, ruined and possibly pregnant, but giles knew he wasn't letting her go after this. he couldn't starve himself of a hole as good as this. she told him it was too much and giles just shook his head as he began to rut against her again. "it's perfect."

HER HEART SKIPPED A BEAT at the sound of the man's moans in her ear. she shivered at the sensation, finding herself warming up from the inside at the knowledge that she had made him feel good. she made him loose control. "who says i'm not already?" it was a double-edged sword of thoughts, the brunette felt some sort of indignation building up on the inside at the exact same time. how could she do this? how could she still enjoy the violent way in which he treated her? there was no affection to Giles' touch when it came to her, or at least she thought there wasn't. but when the man lifted her into his strong arms and bent her frame over the table she was even further torn in her musings. on one hand everything inside of her simply adored the way he treated her. the possesiveness, the need to knot her, the desire for her to carry his offspring. on the other - the lady in her mind - was appalled at the lack of proper behaviour, lack of courting. "fuck." Anna grunted in a mixture of pleasure and pain when Giles' began to rut into her all over again. the knot was still at its full width, her hole still tight around it. but obviously it did not stop the King from taking what he wanted. "Giles." the woman hissed, pale fingers gripping the edge of the table as the sound of flesh slapping flesh and wetness squelching around his girth filled the room "it's too much, i'm so full." she tried to warn him, tried to ease him "Alpha, please."

anna tried to tell him it was too much, but giles just shook his head. his hand slapped her ass and he hunched against her, his movements getting rougher. "do not lie to me," he growled in her ear. "nothing i do is too much for you, you little whore. do not act like you cannot take your king's cock. you're servicing your country. the moment you are no longer of use i will slit your throat myself and find a new, younger, sweeter alpha to warm my cock." he threated her, his fingers violently grasping her breast, curling into the flesh hard enough to bruise. she'd been the one to ask him to end the meeting, and now she wanted to dictate when he would cease fucking her too? no chance.

as if to drive his words home, giles' thrusts against her became more brutal. he pulled out as far as his knot would let him, gritting his teeth as her hole tugged on his thick cock. he knew it would hurt her, and that only made more pleasure shudder through him. "you belong to me," he told her through gritted teeth. to remind her, he leaned over her, covering her body with his, and wrapped a hand around her throat. "you are so tiny," he whispered, his fingers tightening around the sides of her neck. "if i lost control of myself for one second," he mused, humping her wildly as he cut off her air supply entirely. "i could end you."

SUDDENLY HER MIND FELT AS if it no longer belonged to her. or rather it did, but with an uncontrollable haze of bliss right over all of the anger, fear and indignation she had felt just moments before. Anna could not think clearly as the man's whole body pressed up against her, his warmth seeping into her skin as his scent wrapped around her senses. something about his presence so close simply driving her wild and reckless, loosing all kinds of inhibitions and reserves. the brunette could do nothing but shiver underneath his touch, almost moaning out loud when in an act of utter animalistic behaviour the man bit into the tender flesh of her neck. like a beast holding their chosen in place for mating.

"fuck." Anna cursed, looking up to find the handsome stranger smirking down at her and it just irked her enough to glare at him but not a single thing more. she did not try to run, did not beg for her freedom, did not try to scratch or punch her way free of his presence. "i am not one of the whores that grace your bed." the brunette spat with ire, green gaze narrowing as she spoke with no shame, not an ounce of embrassment at being almost completely naked before the man. angry at the disrespect and yet not enough to flee. her hands reached out to touch him, fingertips grazing across the stranger's chest slowly.

he wanted her. more than he'd ever wanted anything before. giles wasn't sure why he was so desperate for her - why his mouth was dry, or his cock was already weeping precum, or why his teeth dug into her neck over and over again, even as she spoke. "no," he chuckled, agreeing with her words. "you're not a whore of my bed," he agreed. "you don't get the pleasure of laying down," giles hummed. his fingers twisted into the skin of her hips and he turned her away from him, ignoring her touch to his chest.

once she was facing away from him he pressed her forward, against the trunk of the tree, whilst his hips held at her hips. he groaned, the creamy flesh of her ass exposed to him, and his erection seemed to find its way between her folds without him even moving. "oh, little omega," he purred into her ear, his mouth kissing and licking and sucking at the chords of her throat. "i think i'm going to like you," he whispered menacingly before he thrust himself inside her with one rough movement. a lewd groan fell from his lips at the feeling of her wet heat around him, and his mouth fell open. "oh, yes," he hissed as he mounted her, hands gripping her hips to keep her firmly in place. "even better than i'd hoped for."

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Savannah didn't need to see Luci's face to know how terrified she was right now. She could feel it. That change in the air. Thick. The pressure of it tightening her chest as the man-- men, became clear. It took a second to register who they were and what was happening. She recognized one immediately. Luci's brother. But she hadn't exactly spoken to her father and the bishop, she hadn't dealt with him directly either. But the weight he held was obvious. She'd moved quick enough he must not have seen, otherwise she guessed they'd be having a much different conversation. One she wasn't currently interrupting, despite the heat that flooded her as Luci all but broke out into sobs. Though...that might've helped the story she was so desperately trying to sell. Savannah held her tongue though. Smothering her ire and just...waiting for the right moment to speak, one that wouldn't bury Luci deeper into the hole they'd dug.

"Enoch..." Micah repeated, his tone holding a note of questioning before it hardened, "Enoch is permitted in these woods to collect firewood amongst other things. You, Lucinda, have no business here. Perhaps if you were not out idling you would not find yourself in such a precarious situation," A scoff followed, not from Micah, that much was certain as his eyes cut to her brother, who was drawing closer. Savannah wet her lips, easing her stance because yeah, she didn't want any of these fuckers getting too close, didn't want to not protect Luci from whatever this was, but again, she knew better. In this case, protecting her was not protecting her.

"It does not look swollen," her brother spoke as Savannah relented, barely shifting enough for him to get close, crouching to look at his sister's ankle. He opened to speak again, but Savannah beat him to it.

"I just finished up with horses and was taking a walk along the property line, when I heard her cry out. Couldn't have been more than ten, fifteen minutes ago. I didn't want her ta move till we could tell how bad it was. Ain't been long enough to swell so no tellin what I was lookin at. I wanted to leave to get help, but--" Savannah glanced back at Luci a moment, her expression soft, "She was in such a state, I couldn't leave her, figured Enoch would be back through or I'd get her calm enough to help her back home. Whichever came first,"

Her brother narrowed his eyes, flicking her skirt back down, covering her up even though the water was sure to soak the hem of it. His eyes went to his father, who was silent though Savannah swore she saw his jaw muscle twitch, "How this happened is not of importance. The verity is you are not where you should be. It is unbecoming and unacceptable for you to be so aimless when you have a home and hearth to tend to. The rest is fruitless," Micah's voice was cold as her brother took her arm and Savannah had to swallow her voice, the words she stifled feeling like glass. "Do you have anymore to say for yourself, Lucinda?"

she bit her bottom lip in an effort to force herself not to offer anymore information and indict herself. savannah offered an explanation for her clearly non-injured ankle and panic clenched her gut. no matter how they tried to play it, lucinda knew this would not end well. her eyes flickered over to micah who was eyeing her closely. she gulped.

luci shook her head when she was asked if she had any other defense. "i do not," she said quietly, her voice wavering with tears. now the tearing away from savannah was inevitable. lucinda flinched as her brother grabbed her arm roughly, his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. she had a feeling that would be the least of her concerns by the time the day was done. "eli," she said quietly, her eyes wide. "you're hurting me."

his fingers tightened around her arm and she hissed, her whole body trying to tear her away from her brother's hold. he began dragging her back toward the farm, still barefoot, her boots abandoned by the stream, and luci looked over her shoulder at savannah. tears were streaming down her cheeks. "i'm sorry."

SHE GASPED AT THE SOUND of his voice, so close to her now, so clear and enticing. the brunette opened her eyes, looking forward at the male that was closing in on her. there was nowhere to run. nowhere to seek shelter. she was done for and the sinking realisation washed over her whole frame in a powerful wave. the woman was not sure what she expected to happen when she ran through the woods, on some level she knew there would be no chance of truly every escaping the men chasing after her. but there was hope, the slightest bit of it that kept her going. now there was nothing.

"i'm glad to be of service." Anna replied, green eyes glaring as the tone of her voice rang with nothing but sarcasm. the woman tried to look for any opening, any chance to dart away from the man while the last bits of her rational thought were still working. but there was no use. nothing seemed like a worthy enough opportunity, especially not with how he moved closer and closer until she breathed in nothing but his scent. Alpha. something inside of Anna's brain trickled as it was brought to life. the brunette felt a shiver runing down her spine and it was not one of fear. "w-what is..." the Omega whimpered at the full touch of the stranger's body against her own. as if the physical connection was enough to make her forget all about the chase, about the run, about the bleeding soles of her feet. suddenly all that mattered was how good he smelled, how warm he felt. "Alpha."

giles chuckled darkly, but that sound cut off as he pressed himself against her. instead, he let out a breathy sigh as her scent enveloped him. he didn't know what it was, but something about her made him *crazy*. he'd never met another with this kind of power over him. her single word - alpha - went straight to his hard cock. "you," he snarled, pressing his face into her throat and inhaling deeply. "god," he groaned, eyes rolling as his hands untied his breeches and pushed them half way down his thighs hastily. his cock sprung free and he hummed at the cold night air against his hot skin.

he grabbed the skirts of her dress and hiked them up quickly, at the same time his teeth sank into her throat, mostly to keep her still as he tore the skirts of her dress half off. he couldn't wait for her any longer. "damn these skirts," he muttered bitterly. next came the complexities of a corset, and giles simply growled before ripping the tie out completely, shoving it to the floor. "there," he hummed, smirking, as her whole torso was bared to him. "you look far better, sweet little omega," he cooed, "with your tits out."

Madeline offered a slight nod at his offerings. From what she'd seen of the gifts, they were vey generous and this bath, was very kind of him to organise to be prepared. In the morning, who would know where the conversation would go, but for now, at least he understood a little more.

Her head tilted, curious, at a kindness in return before her eyes widened, shocked at his words. That was unexpected, if she was entirely honest and she swallowed, nervously, not wanting to deny him.

"Y-Yes your highness."

madeline's eyes widened and giles was convinced that she was going to deny him. but then she was saying yes. a smile curled the corners of his mouth and he nodded slowly in response to her. "thank you," he hummed, shifting slightly to sit up on his knees beside the tub.

giles' hand continued to wipe over her skin softly, getting lower and lower until he reached the bottom of her pelvis. he glanced up at her and gave a warm smile. "please let me know if anything i do is not to your liking," he told her gently.

he slipped his hand beneath her thighs in the warm water. knowing she would probably sore and torn from earlier, he was incredibly careful as he moved his fingers between her folds. ever so slowly, his fingers sought out her clit and he slowly circled the bud with his fingers, his gaze staying on her face the whole time.