Chapter 32

Viv POV

I leave Travis satisfied and sleeping. I, on the other hand, need something else. Something that maybe I can only get from the Alpha King. I need to see him.

I take out my phone and text Ozzy to pick me up immediately before I change my mind. I go into the bathroom. I shower and dress quickly. My body is tingling and wanting Ozzy. Travis did not satisfy my urges; I needed my master mot an amateur. For some reason, for a brief moment, I thought Travis could satisfy me, but he did not.

Maybe it was finding out things about myself, learning about my past with Travis that made me connected to him and want him. Perhaps I was only horny. Maybe I am just being stupid. I need Ozzy, and that is clear right now. I need to feel him and touch him.

I step out of the shower and dress. I hear Travis moving around in the bedroom. Three times is not enough for me; something inside me is aching for sex and discipline. Travis cannot offer me discipline, maybe sex but no discipline. I need my master now.

My phone dings. I look at it as I towel off my hair. It is Ozzy, and he is waiting for me outside. I quickly text him back. I will just have to leave with my hair wet. I slip into my shoes, and I am ready.

I start to leave Travis a note, but I guess I can text him later, or maybe I will not. Perhaps I will be too busy with Ozzy. Ozzy is my priority right now. He is all I can think about at the moment. Ozzy Ozzy Ozzy. My mind buzzes with his name. My pussy is moist, thinking of him sliding into me.

I go out the front door. Ozzy is waiting for me in the driveway. He is standing by his car on the passenger side, ready to open the door for me.

"No driver, today, master," I say to him.

Ozzy's eyes grow large when I call him master. "No, Viv, I came straight here when you texted me. I wanted to see you and did not want to wait on a driver," Ozzy says.

I touch Ozzy's face softly and then pull him to me. I kiss him on the lips and then slide my tongue into his mouth. I press my body to him. "Good boy," I say to him.

I get into the car, and Ozzy closes the door. Ozzy walks around to get in the driver's side. I hear Travis speaking, and then Ozzy walks toward the front of the house. I can hear them talking, but I am unsure of the conversation. It only lasts a moment, and then Ozzy comes to me. He gets into the car finally.

"What did he want?" I ask Ozzy.

Ozzy turns to me. "He wanted me to know that he thinks you have changed since the two of you took a look at your past," Ozzy says.

I slide my sunglasses onto my face. "I have changed," I say with a smile. "I have changed a lot."

Ozzy puts the car into reverse and drives us toward his hotel. I remain silent as we drive. He passes the hotel he has been staying at and gets onto the interstate.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask Ozzy.

"I am taking you with me to be mine, Viv. Any objections?" Ozzy asks.

I shake my head. "No master, I am yours for now. But just know that if you cannot satisfy me, I will find someone else to play with," I answer him.

Ozzy runs his hands across my leg. "I plan to satisfy all your needs," Ozzy says.

"Good boy, but what about the council. They do not want a witch with you and your pack," I say.

Ozzy laughs. "Things have changed, have they not. Your father was a wolf that makes a big difference, and you do not practice witchcraft; it is the other thing that worries me," Ozzy says.

I know what he is talking about and what worries him. Something is awake in me now. Somehow something came out when Travis and I looked into my past. A love demon or something is inside me that makes me want Ozzy even more. What did Travis call me, a succubus?

I have no idea what a succubus is or how I could possibly be one; maybe it is something else, but I do know that I want Ozzy, and I need him. Maybe Travis is trying to scare me and keep me for himself.

"Maybe, Travis is wrong about that, Ozzy. I am not a demon. I am only me, and you know me," I say.


Ozzy holds the steering wheel tightly. "Maybe he is wrong, but what if he is not, then what? I will still want you with me, Viv. I want you now and always. I told you that, but it does worry me," Ozzy says.

"So is it your plan to take me back to be with you and keep me safe with you. Are you going to fuck me into submission? What exactly is your plan, Ozzy?" I ask him.

Ozzy drives in silence, thinking about my question. When he turns off of the interstate, he pulls off to the side of the road. He pulls me close to him and kisses me. "I plan to love you, Viv. No matter what, I want to be with you. I need you in my life. I cannot think about any woman other than you. I want to fuck you and love you. I feed off of your energy and long for your touch," Ozzy says.

I look into his eyes. He is serious. He does not care about anything else. Then why did he hurt me? Was he trying to push me away? Now he wants me in his life. I lean into him and kiss him. I run my hand down to his pants and begin rubbing his cock through his pants. Ozzy pulls back.

"Not here; we are almost home," Ozzy says.

Something inside me begins to burn, wanting to taste him. I lean over him and make my way to his pants. I unzip him and release his cock. I take him into my mouth. He does not protest or tell me to stop. I think he knows I need him. I slide him in and out of my mouth. Ozzy moans and rubs the back of my head as I feast on his cock.

"Yes, Viv, such a good whore," Ozzy moans as he drives. I feel the car slow down, and then he pulls over to the side of the road. "Get out of the car!" Ozzy says to me sternly.

I get out of the car. He meets me at the passenger side and pulls me to the back of the car. He leans me over the trunk, pulls my skirt up to my waist, and pushes my panties down to my ankles. He smacks my ass hard.

He puts his hand in my back and positions himself to take me. "You did me wrong last night. I wanted you, and you take another man's dick," Ozzy begins to growl at me. He forces his cock into my pussy hard.

Ozzy plows into my moist pussy. I can feel myself dripping as he takes me. He fucks me hard and relentless. "Fuck me, master; teach me to behave," I moan.

I feel his hands move to my hips, his tight grip pulling me into his hard cock. "This is mine, Viv. No other man can have you but me," Ozzy moans as he takes me.

"Yes, master," I moan. He feels so good inside me. "Give it to me!" I scream.

His beastly wolf growls turn me on as he takes my pussy. He pushes into me, bottoming out inside me. My core vibrates, and I can feel myself building to cum.

"May I please cum, master?" I ask him.

"Cum for your master, whore," Ozzy growls. He shoves his cock deep and hard into me as I explode. His growls grow louder from the gush I am soaking his cock with.

Ozzy pulls out of me, and I go to my knees in front of him. He begins to fuck my face. "I am about to cum in your throat, my little servant," Ozzy growls.

Ozzy explodes into my mouth. I take every drop of him. I keep sucking him after he is finished. He slides his thumb into the side of my mouth to release me from his cock. He pulls me to my feet and kisses me. He turns me around and pushes me back on the trunk of the car. I hear him pull his pants up, and then his belt comes out of the loops. He smacks my ass with his belt twice and then returns the belt to his pants.

Ozzy pulls my panties up and fixes my skirt. He kisses me softly and then looks me in the eyes. "You and your pussy belong to me, Viv," Ozzy says.