The crimes against your body

AN: Read story from the top as adjustments are made to tie story together better...

After a quick splash of cold water and both you and Accalia taking great pains not to get too affectionate with each other lest you snap and fuck in the hallways. You managed to keep your overwhelming lust in check long enough to make it to the halfway point of lunch. Your best friend waves at you when you exit the lunch line as he already has his food out and has already taken a bite. You make your way over to him and Accalia glances at you from her spot at the lunch line and brightens as you gesture to the seat next to you. Fang chuckles and you scowl at him before he brings up your current situation.

“You could just try to be less unwilling to hear your options.” Fang notes, “I mean, it’s not like your parents can **** you to marry Adolpha and there are plenty of at least more reasonable girls to see.”

“You sound just like them.” You grumble, feeling more tired about this than anything else, “It’s not like Adolpha is willing to buy out every other girl who might be interested and it’s not like I don’t love someone else.”

“Have you even tried to find some loophole to be with Accalia?” He whispers in an undertone as Accalia sits next to you.

Accalia sighs sadly as she was close enough to catch his question, “He doesn’t want his parents to think he may be becoming more receptive to the idea.”

Fang was the only person you confided in when you realized you and Accalia were in love and couldn’t be together. He had been your very first friend and he never really seemed to get the whole politics that hovered over your head. He wasn’t some sort of rare commodity so he never had to deal with that and had many casual hookup and breakups (much to your jealousy). You didn’t really want to try to explain your plight because of all the people you knew, he was probably the only person who actually supported following your heart over your ‘duty’ and ‘position’. Still, he wasn’t exactly in a position to help as much as you wish he could do something.

You sigh in annoyance as you bite into the last of your sandwich you bought and munch on the bite, mulling over your predicament. Sometimes you wish you could do the same sort of naughty acts with Accalia in a classroom but she had never been particularly good at staying quiet and in the hall small whimpers would be heard. Today had been a one off as the other couple was directing most of the focus away (how the teachers didn’t notice is beyond you; did they really care that little?). You barely swallow before a delicate hand landed on your shoulder in order to get your attention.

“Remus?” The voice whispers in your ear as she gently tugs at you, “Can we talk privately? Can we step away for a moment?”

You nearly scream and pull away from the hand (with a herculean amount of will as your body goes completely still in horror and fear), “Don’t fucking touch me!”

Your furious howl catches everyone’s attention as you violently stand in your seat to push away a brunette haired classmate of yours with a firm shove; she stumbles a bit only to regain her footing only to realize she hadn’t made a good move. She was wearing a pair of jeans that hugged her curvy body with what had to be an E cup and a ‘v’ cut shirt that showed of a red pendant that was nestled in between her breasts. Her body was enough to set most men’s head turning — with an E-cup and a full ass — and her lips were full and pouty. Her eyes were a dazzling ice blue and her makeup was immaculately applied to fill out her lashes and accentuate her eyes with shadow. Her bright red hair had been tied into a stylish bun and her faint bangs brushed her cheeks and made most girls jealous at how well her hair was cared for (no doubt thanks to her designer products).

You internally snorted, Accalia barely used all that crap — as she may applied a bit of eyeliner and a dab of eye shadow and a touch of lip gloss — and she was sexier than this girl any day of any week and twice on Sunday. Did Adolpha not understand how much perfume affected any canine’s nose? It was like some drove an spike into the center of your forehead and kept hitting it with a hammer.

Then again she probably did that to make sure you couldn’t smell her at all, which was smart and a good move on her part.

This was Adolpha — or as you like to call her — a monster and criminal.

Growing up, you had known most aggressive rich werewolf girl you’ve ever grown up knowing who really liked you. You had a multitude of friends and some were of your social status like Adolpha and some weren’t like Accalia and Fang. As you both grew into sexual maturity she enjoyed rubbing up against you and acting like a total slut and showing herself off. Before anyone gets the wrong idea, she isn’t sneaking off to bathrooms with any dude and coming back with messed up hair and clothes askew. You are referring to the fact that this girl was quite literally your parent’s first choice in a wife and she damn well knew it. She was thankfully unaware of your trysts with Accalia but she still wanted to be the one to land you and had absolutely no problems using every possible trick to get you to agree to marrying her. Hugging you unexpectedly and groping, having her friends herd you two next to each other; she knows that as a ‘technically’ unmated wolf, resistance is almost impossible.

But after what she had pulled last time you hoped she would never engage with you in any way, your own shame and disgust sears through your veins as you involuntarily recall her last transgression...

It was when she trapped you in an empty classroom after your heat cycle hadn’t been sated by any visits to or from Accalia and she locked the door behind her. She had impersonated a note from one of your teachers to go to a classroom after school had ended to pick up some papers. When you heard her lock the door your heart shot into your throat as horrified realization flooded in you. Before you could even try to escape, she lunged at you and stuck her tongue down your mouth while one hand gripped your shoulder and another groped you length, pinning you against the table. You whined into her mouth as her fingers made quick work of your belt buckle and pant’s zipper as her hand then traced along the length of your cock as you tried to resist.

‘Please, body don’t betray me!’ You screamed in your head, ‘Stop! Stop stop! Stop stop stop! Stopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstopstop—”

But your body reacted to her advance as any sexually frustrated wolf did, not allowing you to move away from her as your tongue involuntarily wrestled with her and your hands clenched on the table’s edge. You could tell she was also on her heat cycle from the smell assaulting your nose, and your panic spiked as you knew if this went too far what could be the consequence if you weren’t able to control yourself.

She hummed in approval as she quickly fell to her knees and pulled out your dick, eyes wide at the impressive length and girth; her eyes lighting up at precum that was beginning to leak out from the tip.

“You’ve been hiding this all this time?” She whispers huskily, “How could you possibly be so rude?”

“No!” You whimper as she looks up at you mischievously, “Stop! Please!”

“Oh relax Remus...It’s small taste of what I know you need,” She drawls as she gently strokes your erection, keeping it hard, “and something I definitely want.”

Your manage to get your hands to fall to her head to pull her away but before you could move her away, she engulfed your cock in her mouth and began to suck your dick. Your fragile control shatters and you growl in animalistic need as she pleasures you. Your hands tangle in her hair and you thrust your hips forward, forcing your cock deeper into her mouth. It’s too much for her and she lets out a **** gurgle, but her hands grip your waist as you facefuck her harshly, trying to pull herself deeper until she legitimately is running out of air. She manages to pull herself off with a gasp as your groan in annoyance at the loss of her throat spasming around your cock.

She refuses to let up and strokes your dick, panting for air, “Oh fuck... are you trying to **** me to **** stud? Give me a chance to show you all my skill before you fuck me to ****!”

She pulls of the shirt she had been wearing and you growl at her breast bouncing free as she forewent her bra to press them around your cock. The saliva she left on your dick is the perfect lubrication and you curse under your breath as she rubs her generous chest up and down you shaft. You weren’t the type to brag about sex (especially since you weren’t supposed to be having sex at all) you can tell Adolpha is surprised you haven’t blown up after minutes of her tit-fuck. She even slurped and licked at your head as even her generous breast couldn’t fully cover your cock. You can’t deny you’re getting close and your hand tighten in her hair.

She drops her tits to drive her mouth down on you and you thrust up in time to meet her forcing herself down and gagging on you. She begins to finger herself as she shift her underwear to the side to gain access to her soaking pussy. You hazily compare this to the blowjobs Accalia has given you and even with the level of sheer ‘enthusiasm/eroticism’, Accalia has been with you many times and can definitely deepthroat you for a mind-blowing orgasm while Adolpha can’t yet. But Adolpha’s tit-job is entirely new and you can’t help to think of how Accalia’s breast are just not big enough to envelop your cock the same way. You feel your body tense and Adolpha sucks even more eagerly, drawing back to take a deep breath through her mouth as.

“Cumming!” You shout almost angrily, “I am about to—”

“Don’t you dare hold it back!” She demands before swallowing your cock as much as she can.

She hums while you strain to hold back but the stimulation of her throat thrumming around your erection is the straw that broke the camel’s back you let loose, pumping your load down her throat as she also goes still except for the tremors as she orgasms as well. You sigh in pleasure as she slowly draws herself off, her hand having come up as though to coax more of a load out from you as she strokes you. When she pulls back far enough for you to pump and shoot some of your cum in her mouth where she holds it and looks up at you. You can’t contain the arousal as she stares into your eyes and audibly swallows, eyes dark with with sexual delight. Your cock is already responding as her eyes light up and she nuzzles into your growing erection and gently licks at it to tease it to full mast.

“Wow...” She pants, “You’re already getting hard after such a thick load? I came just from drinking it! Being your mate and wife would definitely be worth it.”

The word ‘wife’ cuts through the haze of arousal and a pit forms in your stomach as you think of Accalia; your cock deflates almost instantly and you feel like you’re going to be sick. Adolpha looks alarmed at your sudden shift in mood and stands up to face you, seeing the tears of shame pooling in your eyes.

“What’s wrong?” She asks as he hand reaches out to touch your face.

You slap her hand away and she recoils as you immediately tuck your dick away and buckle your pants and wipe at your eyes with your sleeve to scrub away the tears threatening to fall.

“Don’t you fucking touch me!” You howl as you bolt out of the room leaving the confused werewolf behind.

You want to gag at the memory of when she made you betray Accalia, who had been horrified at how you had been all but ****. You had ran all the way to the park at the center of the town — ignoring the people who looked very concerned as you sprinted past them — and threw up until you were dry-heaving and shaking.

You thought that Adolpha could never do that, you were supposed to be friends! Sure you accept her being flirty as she was a mature werewolve without a mate and maybe she was probing at you which was why you rejected her gently every time. But what she just did... you dry heaved again.

You tearfully called Accalia before you pleaded that you needed her right now and please hurry before **** out more bile. She had been beyond furious when you brokenly explained what Adolpha had done and was ready to **** Adolpha before you grabbed her and begged her not to leave you alone. That night had been one of the worst of your life, Accalia brought you to her house and explained the situation to her parents. No questions were asked of you as you were led to her bed where you curled up and sobbed into you arms while Accalia held you.

You didn’t go to your classes for a week, unwilling to leave until Accalia called your parents and explained that you needed support and the problem was Adolpha. You didn’t want to talk about it after you made it home the next day and locked the door to mope alone. If anything though, you parents weren’t too displeased with who it had been, sure they were furious she had **** herself on you when you honestly had no control to refuse, but she was the best possible status. Through the betrayal seizing your heart, your parents assured you that actions were highly inappropriate and did demand a severe punishment. You had demanded Accalia accompany you everywhere as one non-negotiable part of your justice and you wanted a hotel room because you couldn’t bear to be in the same house after them mentioning her status before condemning her actions.

They didn’t argue and you left the house for a good month after that, Accalia staying with you after she told her parents, who didn’t mind as they trusted her to keep you feeling safe. The hotel helped you pretend you weren’t in the same city as Adolpha was and allowed you and Accalia to indulge in each other as you tried to forget what happened. It wasn’t exactly healthy for either of you to use sex as a coping mechanism for what was literally sexual ****, but Accalia’s demand to mark you as her’s and your desire to claim her just as badly spurred your actions and helped you banish the feeling of Adolpha on your body. You were glad her parents couldn’t fathom the idea that you two were intimate with each other otherwise they never would have agreed.

You did finally manage to gain the will to face school again.

When you saw Adolpha next, Accalia tore into her with scathing remarks and insults that made even her surprised; also punching her square in the jaw and knocking her to the ground. When she looked up to two of you, fury in her eyes, you literally spat on her in disgust and placed a hand on Accalia’s shoulder in unspoken agreement and left without another thought. You had heard that you left her looking like she had come home to find the corpses of her family in front of her.

You wish you had murdered them, it would’ve felt so good to remove the people who created that girl.

You bite back your scathing insults and she panics in response at the look on your face. You knew that she was actually in love with you, and her heat cycles were driving her just as crazy as you but except she didn’t want anyone else. To make her attitude even worse, she didn’t have an outlet besides some marital aid unlike you and Accalia who met as much as you could. Someone more forgiving that you would maybe have been able to look past that, maybe even forgive her for giving into her lust. But that person wasn’t you and was never going to be you. She wanted to be with you but her actions had thoroughly killed any sort of feeling other than disgust for her.

“How fucking dare you even talk to me after what you did?” You demand in a guttural growl, hackles rising as you are make no attempt to moderate the fury seeping into your stance and voice, “Where do you get the fucking gall?”

She blinks and realizes that you are not willing to forgive her and go back to things as they had been before, her eyes pool with tears and the entire cafeteria watches in surprise. Usually you’d ignore her or carefully rebuff her advances for the entirety of lunch and block her out while you chat with your friends. But that had actually been months ago and she hadn’t approached you in some time and she never acted like this before in her time at the college. She hadn’t talked to you since then for almost two or three months, no doubt because of her parents reprimands. You thought it was over and you never had to deal with her again. Your anger is more than just her injustice against you though, your promise to be faithful to Accalia had been shattered because of your weakness and inability to control yourself.

God, how did Accalia find it in herself to forgive you?

She steps back and puts her hands up as if to say she isn’t a threat, “Wait, Remus. I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! Please, I’m so sorry!”

“You’re sorry?” You spit, your wolfish fury twining with your voice to make a harsh growl, “I told you I was not interested! I told you I just didn’t feel the same way! You harassed me and groped at me like I am a slab of meat and not a person who has repeatedly told you no! Then you take advantage of me to—”

You **** on the words as your throat clenches, almost cutting off your air. All the pain and disgust renders you unable to even say what she did.

Worse still, you can feel the realization of every single person of the cafeteria as they put the pieces together of why you suddenly left school for a bit and what could have caused such a diligent and dedicated person to up and leave.

It’s all too much.

You can’t be here.

You sprint out of the hall and leave the school entirely, tears streaming from your eyes.