Below is the full part five of my series “The Beta’s Prowess”. It’s one of the e-books that I’m not running a KDP Promotion on, so since there’s no exclusivity contract, I’d thought I’d share a complete freebie with you guys.
Enjoy. It’s 3,500 words, or so, so settle in.
Things you need to know for the story:
– Matthew and Lindsey have been “infected” with a virus that has caused their bodies and senses to grow exponentially in strength.
– Along with this, however, their sex drives and personalities have also begun to become more animalistic and decadent.
– Both have fallen victim to their new urges, at least once for each of them.
***
Matthew’s body shifted under pillowy, white bed sheets. His slumber-logged eyes creaked open.
Beyond the pocket of warmth that was surrounding his body, the rest of the bed was cold. His girlfriend was missing from his side, despite her having been there when he had laid down beside her during the night prior.
Once, there had been a time when the man would have fumbled up to find out just where Lindsey had gone to, but now he had no need to search the entire apartment for her — he had far more direct means of ascertaining her location, and they were seemingly always at his ready disposal.
He opened his nose to let in his apartment’s morning air. It took one or two breaths for his nose to catch up in waking up with the rest of him, but once it did it almost instantly began to do its work.
Matthew’s brain picked through the many scents of the room that he was in, and then of the hallway outside his door, followed by the smells of the spare bedrooms, and the kitchen.
In reality, there was far too much data coming into his nose for the man’s consciousness to sort through it all with any kind of haste.
Luckily, Matthew knew the exact smell that he was looking for — making it child’s play for him to track down Lindsey’s unique aroma.
She smelled of a mix between the vanilla and cinnamon notes of her perfume and her body wash; her boyfriend had once known her scent in the normal way, but now his body experienced everything to a heightened degree.
And Matthew knew that the closer that he came to his partner, the more that he’d feel as if he was taking in her very being with his every breath, so strong was his nose now.
The man rose to his feet, discarding the blankets that had warmed him through the later portions of the night, onto his tossed about bed.
He stepped into the photo-lined hallway outside his bedroom, paying special heed to the many pictures of him and his girlfriend that were hung along its length. He looked upon the photographs carefully; a mix of happy memories from the past, and of dark recollections of the recent present, filled his heart.
Lindsey had personally decorated the hallway with the visual mementos of their many adventures together. It was a testament to their love. Matthew had once adored the look of this portion of the living space, but now it only reminded him of his recent betrayal — he had slept with another woman.
He had felt out of control when he’d done it. He had found himself unable to resist the advances of his partner, Carman, at the police precinct. Even worse, it seemed that he had caused those advances somehow, as the woman — his long time friend — had never shown the slightest interest in him sexually, before he had come back from his recent camping trip different as he now was.
He felt guilty. Had he done something terrible to Carman? As much as he hated to admit it, they had both wanted what they’d taken from each other at the time — but he suspected that both of their feelings were a byproduct of his new body somehow. Didn’t that mean that what Carman had done to him was his fault alone?
Matthew stepped into the kitchen, after tracking the source of his mate’s scent down the hallway.
What he saw, as he entered the room, made his heart both flutter and sink. Lindsey was indeed in the kitchen, and she had prepared breakfast.
He didn’t feel as if he deserved such loving service, but it was not only the food that she had made that upset him about the situation.
“Hey, baby,” Lindsey said in a cheery manner.
Matthew’s eyes drifted to the pink apron that she was wearing, which just so happened to be the only thing that the woman was wearing at all.
Lindsey smiled, as she seemed to notice his wandering eyes. Her warmth only made him feel guiltier.
“Hey,” Matthew said; he did his best to hide his discomfort.
“I made you breakfast,” Lindsey said in a loving tone.
The woman shifted her body in such a way so that the smallest bit of her left breast peaked out from behind her skimpy apron.
Matthew fought back the urge to gasp.
“What you’re not going to try it?” — Lindsey laughed — “What did they have you doing last night, you look like a zombie.”
Matthew opened his eyes.
“I’m sorry. Thank you,” he tried to show his appreciation through his conflicted feelings.
He allowed the woman to seat him at the table.
“You’re going to love it,” Lindsey promised.
The woman turned away to make his plate, an action which exposed her small — but very firm — ass to the man.
He averted his gaze from her.
Lindsey smirked, as she brought a platter of food before him, followed by a cup of coffee.
“You should know by now that you can look,” she teased, and made sure to give him a lingering glimpse of her cleavage, as she leaned over the table to ready his meal. “And you can do it as much as you want, handsome.”
He didn’t feel right in allowing her to go on flirting and treating him so well; not after what he had done.
“I know,” he said; his voice lingered in the air dryly.
Lindsey posed in a bit of a pouting look.
“Don’t you wanna?” she asked him, in a tone that was purposefully sexually overacted.
“I–” he started to say, as Lindsey approached him and lowered herself onto his lap.
“Baby, don’t you think we should–” Matthew started to make an excuse.
Lindsey kissed his mandible and then licked his jugular. Her mouth’s ploys, combined with the pressure of her bare buttocks on his lap, caused his flesh to stir under his boxers.
“Uhh,” he groaned in pleasure, under his breath.
“The food is fresh — it’ll stay warm,” Lindsey promised. “But you owe me that quicky.”
Lindsey kissed him, as the smell of her uncovered arousal filled his nose.
His body and head floated, lost in the initial shock of breathing in her pheromones.
Lindsey, meanwhile, took full advantage of the moment and slipped to her knees, coming down between his legs.
Before Matthew had come down from the momentary high that her smell had produced in him, the feel of the blonde’s soft hand on his cock was sending another wave of shocks up his spine — she had managed to fish his manhood out of his pants in record time.
She slowly kissed the tip of his dick, and then looked up to him.
There was a look of cutesy disappointment on her face.
“It was supposed to be last night,” she said and pouted again.
He was speechless.
She licked him again.
Matthew moaned at the contact of her tongue. He knew that he should stop this now, that he should tell Lindsey about Carman, before things continued, but his body seemed to be doing everything that it could to stop him from being able to think straight enough to form coherent words.
“The precinct–” he gasped.
Lindsey slipped her lips over the head of his shaft, sucked hard, and then pulled off of it with a loud plop.
“Oh, I know, baby,” she cooed. “Don’t worry I understand completely.”
She began to work her hand up and down his exposed meat.
Matthew’s own hands quickly found the sides of his wooden chair, as he held on for dear life, amid the hectic sea of orgasmic bliss that Lindsey had just tossed him into.
“No, no I–” he tried to talk, but his words failed him.
“She kept you out so late, didn’t she? Poor baby,” Lindsey said in a seductive tone; her voice was like flickering erotic fire.
Matthew’s brow furrowed in confusion and doubt, at the implications of the woman’s words.
Lindsey recognized his expression with a knowing wink. Her hand had never stopped bouncing along the length of his cock, and now she lowered her mouth to suck on its massive tip again — while still pumping his needy flesh vigorously.
Matthew’s neck arched back. The pleasure was too strong for him to maintain any kind of composure.
“Oh, God, no stop!” he shouted.
He knew, from his strange and frustrating experience with Carman, that he likely couldn’t cum without at least having fucked the woman before him first — because of what seemed like a strange byproduct of his new peculiar physiology. However, the mere fear of cumming — when Lindsey had just told him what she had — terrified him.
He begged her to cease her pleasuring of his manhood.
Her mouth only gave the response of sucking him even more greedily.
He panted, and gasped, and tried to turn away so that he could stand up, but Lindsey — with a strength that he was surprised that the woman possessed — tackled him to the floor. His partner continued to give him an amazing handjob and blowjob combination, as he writhed in agony and tried to plead with her in a way that was now almost incoherent.
All the while, Lindsey seemed completely unfazed by what she herself had said only moments ago.
By the time the woman’s mouth came off of him, Matthew’s cock was twitching violently and had extended itself to a shocking length.
Lindsey kissed up Matthew’s body, and came to press her barely covered chest against his shirtless pectorals. However, the woman made sure to keep one of her hands on her boyfriend’s pulsating rod.
Lindsey nibbled his reddened ear.
“It’s such a pretty cock,” she whispered. “No wonder she wanted it.”
Matthew’s fogged-over gaze pleaded with the blonde’s pretty blue eyes.
“Oh, baby, I’m not mad at you,” she said, as she lifted his cock up with her hand and straddled him.
***
Lindsey watched with so much pleasure when the man under her let out a great moan, as the lips of her slit touched the head of his large cock — her boyfriend may have been so obviously conflicted, but his body was without a doubt very sure of what it wanted from her, and she loved that.
Her pussy began to leak and spill juices over the head of the dick below it. She was so turned on by how the man had reacted to her reveal that she knew what, and who, he was doing last night. Her body was filled with surging and devious flames — hellfire slipped into her every vein.
The fact that Matthew’s eyes were now pleading with her to stop what she was doing, only made her want to have him more.
“Oh, do you wanna know how?” she asked him, her hunger for him was evident in her voice.
She wiggled her hips down, causing the head of the man’s cock to slowly part her ridiculously tight cunt.
He moaned and tried to move his arms, but Lindsey pinned them with her own. The woman was loving being in control — and she wasn’t about to give it up, not yet.
“I can smell her on you, handsome,” Lindsey cooed, as she began to impale herself onto Matthew.
The woman purred, as her pussy was lit like a live wire by the intrusion of Matthew’s meat.
“Mmm, and she does smell so good — I almost couldn’t blame you for it,” Lindsey said, as she began to rock her hips. “I still don’t, you know — but for a different reason, other than that she was obviously such a good fuck.”
Matthew struggled under her, but his body was betraying him.
“Th–this is wrong,” Matthew managed to get out, in between deep and guttural moans.
Lindsey looked him in the eyes, with an evil glow sitting in her own gaze.
“No, baby,” she said. “This is two cheaters making up.”
She could hear the man’s heart skip. Her pussy burned very hot, as she realized his obvious discomfort.
“No,” Matthew gasped. “No, please.”
Lindsey smiled, and then put her hands upon his chest and started truly fucking herself with his massive equipment.
***
Matthew’s face showed terror. He had treasured the fact that he had been Lindsey’s one and only — now she had just told him that was gone. He could barely believe it.
The fact that his cock was urging him to truly begin to fuck his cheating lover only made his mind so much more unstable in the moment. With every one of Lindsey’s movements, he felt his physical form betray him.
Lindsey bore down against him with her weight.
He rocked his hips up — he just couldn’t stop himself anymore; no matter what she had said, he couldn’t deny that he needed her, not for any longer.
“Oh, yes, baby,” she gasped. “That’s right, I took another cock, yesterday — and you can never, ever change that. It’s already been in me.”
Rage surged in Matthew’s heart at her words — a rage that filled his bones and seemed to burn his soul. It was animalistic, it didn’t seem to be like anything that could ever reside in the heart of man, and it was so very mixed up with his lust that he could barely separate the two emotions from each other.
Matthew grabbed Lindsey and rolled her off of him. His cock never left her.
The blonde squealed in delight, as she was thrown and landed upon her bare back.
Matthew hovered above her, his hips did not move, but his steaming flesh was still buried within Lindsey’s own.
“Why! Why would you?” he shouted the fury of his burning heart.
Lindsey smirked arrogantly. Silence filled the kitchen, as the two lovers stared each other down; both of them were very much overwhelmed with a preternatural strength and confidence.
“Because you didn’t,” the woman said.
Matthew screamed in rage and need. The man grabbed his girlfriend’s hips and easily picked her up.
The pair moved through the air for a suspended moment, and then Matthew slammed Lindsey against one of the room’s wall. The house shook with the force of the impact, and with Lindsey’s loud yips of bliss.
Matthew’s lust and his hatred of the blonde’s infidelity could not check his unnatural need for the woman — and perhaps they even only edged said need on.
He held her firmly and tightly — probably so much as for it to be uncomfortable for her — up against the wall, as his massive cock began to piston in and out of the woman’s slippery folds.
“Baby, more!” Lindsey screamed.
Matthew was truly turned on by her cries, but they also only fueled his rage.
“You were mine!” Matthew lamented.
***
The woman’s back rippled against the kitchen wall, as her pussy pulsed against Matthew. She had been waiting for this all night — she had been waiting to be reclaimed.
“I was! I had never known how good other cocks could be. But you wouldn’t fuck my tight pussy like it needed. So” — she gasped — “I found a man who would pound me right, until you would.”
Something inside her was edging her words on, something that was consuming her more and more as the steamy moments melted by; before — when she had been a normal, everyday, and shy night nurse — she never would have said anything like the words that she was now mouthing.
“No!” she heard Matthew shout. “I won’t let another man touch you!”
She could feel his bristling rage rolling off of his muscled body — she could even smell it. To her, the scent was distilled sexuality — it made her need him.
“So good!” the blonde screamed, as her cunt was being revenge fucked. “I told him how good you were while he drove into me!”
***
Matthew moaned in pleasure and anger and pulled her off of the wall, but never allowed her to touch the ground — or to even begin to escape his grasp.
With an amount of force that would bruise the average woman, but that just made his shout in delight, he slammed Lindsey down upon the unset half of the kitchen table.
He held the blonde’s hands above her head. His cock was truly tearing the woman apart with his powerful thrusts, as her tiny ass hung off into the air and jiggled with every slap of their combined flesh.
“You’re mine,” Matthew looked her in the eyes, and spoke the words from the bottom of his soul. “Only mine.”
Lindsey’s eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Then fucking reclaim this cunt!” she begged and moaned.
She could feel as Matthew approached the edge.
She smiled, her plan was coming to its fruition, and she could feel her own orgasm building within her inner chambers.
The woman flexed her hips around Matthew’s waist, stopping his thrusts — even though it pained her greatly to do so.
Matthew moaned in anger and denied satisfaction.
“I’ll let you take me, and I’ll forgive you,” she said, while she clinched her cunt around his stalled cock. “But you have to do one thing.”
Matthew’s eyes were fluttering — he was lost in her, and Lindsey knew it.
“Anything,” the man promised.
Lindsey was very satisfied with his answer, and even clenched her cunt again to prove it to her boyfriend. As she did so, Matthew tried to thrust once more, but was still held back only just so by Lindsey’s deceptively powerful thighs.
“You’ll bring that slut partner of your’s here,” Lindsey demanded. “And I’ll bring you a surprise in return.”
Matthew’s face contorted in rage. “If you bring him here, I’ll kill him.”
Lindsey bit her lip.
“No, baby,” she purred. “I’ll be yours again, very soon. You’ll love what I want to give you, then.”
Matthew looked confused, but Lindsey didn’t care. She released him and clenched her cunt once final time.
“Now give me your fucking cum,” she begged. “That hunk didn’t have enough to feed my hungry pussy.”
Matthew pulled her into a passionate kiss and then began to thrust against her flesh once more.
“Yea! Yea! Yea!” Lindsey coaxed him on, satisfied in the knowledge that she was finally getting exactly what she wanted from him.
“I–I’m,” Matthew gasped.
“Don’t just talk about it!” Lindsey screamed. “I already told you to wash that man’s cum out of me! Do it, unless you want me to keep it in!”
After what she had just said, she could tell that Matthew wasn’t going to continue his attempt to ask permission to finish in her.
She had driven the man beyond the edge, beyond manners, and beyond caring — he was taking her now.
It was just what she had wanted — for her chosen mate to own her in their breeding.
The pleasure that was coming from her womanhood being taken and massaged around her partner was all that she could care about, as Matthew thrust deeper and deeper.
“Now!” she begged.
Matthew’s rippling tool didn’t disappoint.
Wet, hot, liquid streamed into her, as she moaned in appreciation and as her toes curled in delight.
Her own orgasm was freed from her core, with his release into her.
***
She smiled over to Matthew. Both of them were clothed now and Lindsey held a smart phone in her hand — Matthew’s smartphone, to be exact.
There was an unsent message on the phone, one that said that the recipient needed to come and see the sender.
A tingle shot up Lindsey’s spine, as she firmly pressed the phone’s send button.
A few moments later, Matthew’s smartphone buzzed and flashed.
“We’re going to have so much fun,” Lindsey declared in a low voice, as she read the text that Carman had just sent “Matthew” back.
“What did she say?” Matthew asked Lindsey in a hesitant manner.
“She’ll come to see you,” Lindsey told Matthew in a devious voice.
“What are you going to–” Matthew started to ask her, before being silenced by a deep kiss.
“I’ll take care of everything, baby,” Lindsey promised her partner, as her petite tongue left his mouth. “You don’t need to know the details — yet.”
***
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https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B079K4H8K9/ref=series_rw_dp_sw
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