The Alpha’s Rejected And Broken Mate
Chapter 67

Stacey's

POV

I sighed, feeling bored and more than a little pissed off. I had spied on Rowan numerous times already and he had been to see that slut on several occasions, but for now, he was staying away. I had heard rumors that he had marked her without her consent and that she was pissed off at him. So was I. It was going to be harder to seduce him away from the girl, now that he'd marked her and it made my life a hell of a lot harder. What the f**k had he been thinking.

I began to wander away from the pack house, deciding that a walk was in order, wearing the special perfume Celia had gifted me, this time it was an aphrodesiac. I had an idea in my mind and I was certain it would work. Celia's spells were dead on and never seemed to fail me. Which reminded me, I needed to go and see her when I had the chance. I walked idly past pack members on the grounds, some who stared at me with incredulous looks, others with angry glares. I ignored them all. The aphrodisiac would hit its target soon, I just needed to get to the forest. I had someone in particular in mind for my target, someone I had seen numerous times and it was around this time that he began to make his rounds. All I had to do was get his attention.

I made it and began to make as much noise as possible, knowing that patrol was nearby. Sure enough, soon, a man approached me, his hair disheveled, his body all sweaty. Gross, but I couldn't afford to be picky. He was young, slightly younger than I was and he had nice blonde hair with sparkling blue eyes. He was cute and in another lifetime, I might have wanted to seduce him for the mere purpose of being his girlfriend. He wore blue jeans and a white shirt, his eyes black, ready to shift at a moment's notice. I saw him wrinkle his nose as my perfume drifted toward his nostrils and his eyes widen as the aphrodisiac hit him. I preened, aware that he was staring at me, my body clad in a little black dress. I wore no underwear, knowing what would happen next. Well, anticipated what was next at any rate.

He walked towards me slowly, dazed and a little bewildered, confused as he continued to stare at me.

"You shouldn't be out here" he commented, "it's dangerous and there are rogues out here."

I wasn't afraid. I'd heard the rogues had disappeared out of sight and that it was causing Rowan and his pack to grow concerned. If they were nearby they would still leave me alone. The perfume would confuse them. I smiled at the young man, making him blink. "Oh no, really," I said dramatically "I didn't realize. How stupid of me." God, I sounded like a dumb bimbo and even I winced at my acting.

"That's alright, but we really should get you back to safety" he muttered, "what's your name?"

I smiled triumphantly, the dress showing off my cleavage. His eyes darted down toward it and I saw him lick his lips. "It's Stacey" I whispered.

"Stacey, what a beautiful name" he murmured, coming closer, almost stumbling towards me. "You smell so good" he growled, and I saw his wolf was close to the surface.

"Thank you" I breathed, reaching out and touching his arm, sparks flying between us. The young man shuddered.

"What's your name?" I cooed.

He swallowed hard. "It's Grant," he said thickly.

I leaned closer so that our lips were practically touching. He hesitated as I willed him to make the first move, the perfume potent, and strong smelling. His eyes almost rolled to the back of his head and then his lips were mashing against mine. He was rough, rather than gentle, not that I minded his arm snaking around my waist and holding me firmly against his body. He was muscled, and strong, and I reveled in his embrace, reminding myself of the mission.

"Open your mouth" he hissed and I did as he asked his tongue diving inside, touching mine and stroking it with his own. It felt slimy and I struggled not to gag, pretending to enjoy it. Sometimes you just have to make certain sacrifices.

I pulled away, stroking his face and smiling widely. "How about we do something for you" I purred.

He blinked, looking uncertain, drawing in a sharp breath as I began to undo the zipper on his jeans. I pulled them down, freeing his rather impressively large and thick member, which stood fully erect and hard as a rock. I looked down at the dirt floor and sighed, getting on my knees as his hands touched my shoulders, keeping himself standing upright.

I eyed his member. Not only was he rather large but he was also extremely wide as well. I started to lick the tip and Grant moaned out loud, his fingers digging into my shoulders. I opened my mouth and slowly took him in as he began to writhe slightly. "f**k" he moaned out loud "Christ."

I grinned to myself, beginning to bob my head up and down, tasting how smooth and velvety his c**k was, taking all of it inside my mouth and beginning to deep-throat him. I was rewarded with his moans and growls as I continued, one hand reaching up to cup his scrotum. I played with his balls while continuing to mouth him, his hips beginning to thrust back and forth in time to my own thrusts. "God" he gasped, his hands reaching to twine in my hair, keeping my head in place "f**k your good" he moaned.

I felt him stiffen and then he gave a low growl, his seed cumming inside my mouth. I swallowed, feeling it's stickiness going down, tasting it, ensuring all of it was swallowed before he let go of my head.

I was expecting that to be it. That he would be finished with me and I could get what I wanted, but his strong arms gripped my own and he helped me up, his eyes still glittering black. "You don't think I'm finished with you yet" he growled, and this time I was shocked into silence. He lead me over to a tree and placed my hands above my head, my face against the trunk. His hands skimmed my body, sending the dress upwards, and exposing my naked behind to his gaze.

"You're a little slut" he said lowly and I shivered, feeling the breeze on my skin.

I said nothing, as he slapped me on the bottom twice, playfully, not hard like it would hurt. He leaned against my body and I felt his c**k pushing into the back of my legs, hard and fully erect once more.

He lined himself up at my entrance and then thrust in once, hard, pushing his way all the way in as I gave a small cry. He was huge, bigger than I was used to and it took a moment for my body to adjust to him. He pulled lightly on the back of my hair, tugging, as he began to pound back and forth inside of me, his body slapping hard against mine.

"Oh my god," I moaned, enjoying the sensation.

Every thrust hit a spot inside of me, causing me to cry out and shout, into the otherwise silent woods.

He was merciless, pulling all the way out and then pushing all the way back in. My toes curled in pleasure as the intensity of his thrusts increased. I was pushing back at the same time as his thrusts, eager, keen, wanting him. Every nerve ending was on fire. His c**k was making me want more, my thrusts becoming just as hard as his.

He took me in a primal, possessive way, murmuring dirty little things into my ears. "Take it all, you little slut."

I actually found myself liking it.

"Take my c**k, you whore."

I closed my eyes, my hands keeping my face from hitting the trunk as our bodies, slick with sweat, continued to smack against each other. The pleasure was rising, becoming intolerable and I cried out, stiffening, as my o****m washed over me. He smacked me on the bottom as I screamed, still continuing to take me, my o****m being prolonged as he f****d me.

His hands gripped my waist tightly. I could hear his heavy pants. His own little gasps of pleasure. My o****m began to fade and I clutched the trunk of the tree, unable to move, as the pleasure began to rise again inside of me.

He f****d me even harder and I gave a sharp cry. He was incredible, so big and so huge, every thrust hitting my g-spot. I wasn't sure just how much more I could take. Then he pulled out to my incredible disappointment, whirling me around to face him. "Get on your hands and knees" he sneered and I hurried to obey.

I wanted to feel his thick hard c**k back inside of me. He moved around to the back of me and I felt him reline himself at my entrance. My nails dug into the dirt as he gave a hard thrust, his hands gripping me around my waist, my behind slamming into his c**k. I moaned, almost delirious with pleasure, my hips moving back and forth in time to his thrusts.

We ignored the birds taking flight around us. Nothing else existed except the two of us and what we were currently doing. I had thought this would be a quick thing and I could be back with no one the wiser, but it looks like my plans have slightly gone awry. Grant slapped my behind, once, twice, thrice and my bottom began to feel like it was burning. IT only added to the pleasure.

"Oh god" I cried, my nails scrabbling at the ground.

He thrust harder, his own body beginning to stiffen and I could tell he was close, but so was I. I could feel my body pulsating and then I gave a giant shriek as my o****m washed over me. He gave a loud shout and then I felt his c*m inside of me, spilling his seed, his body stilling. I panted, still in pleasure as he slowly withdrew from me, looking dazed.

"f**k" he told me, collapsing onto the ground and awkwardly doing his jeans back up "that was amazing."

Amazing was an understatement. Celia was going to have some explaining to do when I brought this up.

"You were great," I told him sincerely, pulling my own dress back down and wincing as I felt his seed on my thighs.

He settled himself on the dirt floor, lying down. His blue eyes twinkled as he stared up at me. "I can't believe how good that was. When can we do it again?" he asked keenly. I laughed. This was what I had been hoping for. "Well," I said coyly "I'm more than happy to do this again, but I require a certain favor if you please, in order to come back here." He stared at me silently. But there was desperation in his gaze and I knew he would want more of what we had just done. The perfume had more than done its job.

"What kind of favor were you thinking?" he asked slowly, a smile appearing on his face. I knew I needed to be quick, after all, he probably needed to be somewhere shortly patrolling. "I need you to help me find something, a special kind of herb," I told him and he nodded his head. "It should grow somewhere in this forest. All I need you to do is track it down." "What's it called?" he asked.

"Pennyroyal. It's very distinctive looking. Here's a picture of it." I retrieved my cell phone and showed him, watching as his eyes narrowed and he took it all in. "What's it used for?"

"Oh, it's good for a variety of things. I just want to try using it in a skincare cream" I lied and he nodded again.

"Consider it done," he said gruffly "on one condition. You come and retrieve it the day after tomorrow and we have some more fun," he said suggestively.

I got up and adjusted my clothing. "Done."

The stupid fool had no idea what he had just agreed to and wouldn't do until it was too late to do anything.