7 comments/ 59611 views/ 52 favorites Feeding the Pack Ch. 01 By: VelvetCream Jenna's throat burned from all the screaming she'd been doing, for all the good it'd done. She wanted something to drink. Hell, while she was at it, she wanted someone to untie her hands, shackled above her head, and let her go. Her arms had long since gone numb and pretty soon she'd need a bathroom. She startled at the sound of the door opening and whipped her head in that direction to try and see who was coming in this time, even though she'd been left blindfolded. "Hey...hey you. Can you let me go now, please? This was funny a couple hours ago. Haha. I mean, I'm laughing, see? I won't tell anyone because it's just a joke." A sick joke. Someone had come into her dorm in the middle of the night, dragged a comforter over her head, and carried her out of her room. At first she'd been too drowsy from sleep to figure out what was happening. The moment she did and started kicking, the man carrying her said in a rough voice, "If you struggle or scream in any way, we'll kill you and your parents before morning. They live at 5051 Pine Lake Boulevard." Horrified that he actually knew their address, she'd stopped struggling. "Please mister," she whispered now, "please let me go." Tears started to fill her eyes only to be wicked away by the material covering them. She'd gotten his gender right. He said, "Welcome to our pack. Please don't be afraid as we have no intention of hurting you. You've been selected to help us with our unique needs. You will be well cared for so long as you do as you're told, when you're told." "I don't understand. Why me?" "Your DNA is very...rare." "How did you get my DNA?" Jenna was confused. What kind of game was this? "We have unlimited funds to conduct our search. Because someone like you is very, very important to us, we've spent hundreds of hours searching for you and others like you, throwing as many resources behind the investigations as needed. Any and everything it takes to find just the right person or persons." "But DNA? How could you possibly get mine?" She hadn't donated blood in the recent weeks. Wasn't her blood required to do the test? "Fortunately, something as simple as a bad habit can make it easy. When you throw away your garbage, it's fair game for our quest. Old beverage containers. Strands of hair swept up and discarded by a broom. The possibilities are quite endless and our research robust enough to allow us to use even the smallest particle of a sample." "But why?" Her voice trembled. The man's voice, on the other hand, was sexy. Hoarse in a way that made her body take notice. It was stupid, but maybe it was a part of her fear. A way for her mind to cope with the fact she'd been kidnapped. Focus on something that seemed familiar and enticing, instead of the unknown of what could happen to her. "We need to be fed." Oh God. "Fed?" "Yes," he murmured. His breath whispered across her cheek. He'd moved closer, standing only a foot or so away. She pulled her head back, trying to avoid his touch, but there wasn't much room to work with. Her heart pounded hard against her ribs. "Are you going to eat me?" Rich laughter boomed next to her ear and she almost smiled in return. "No. As I'd said, you'll be safe. You will be well cared for." There was the sudden sound of metal on metal, then cool air drifted across her torso. "My shirt!" She'd gone to bed in one of her favorite jammies. Boy shorts and a tank top, both in sky blue with clouds drifting all over the material. Now he'd ruined it. "Why'd you cut my...oh!" Her breasts were exposed, nipples hardening in the cool air of the room. Her belly swirled with sensation, and she couldn't tell what it meant. She was scared and confused. But something about the man, his certainty, his nearness...it almost turned her on. He smelled clean and wild, all rolled into one. Under the right circumstances, she could see herself snuggling against him, inhaling his exclusive scent. "You're very lovely," he said. "Who are you?" A blush stole over her face. She could practically feel him staring at her breasts. As warm as they felt now, her nipples had probably darkened from pink to a ruddier color. "You may call me Alpha." "Is that really your name?" "No, but it's important for you to know that's who I am." Jenna's breath stuttered from her chest. Her mind was a whirl with hundreds of questions. "Are you going to let me go?" she asked at last. Warm hands embraced her waist. It was an intimate hold she didn't know what to do with. Alpha leaned in close and she could hear him inhale deeply against her flesh. He skimmed her flushed skin with his nose, running it from the back of her jaw and down her neck. Her nipples tightened further. She felt claimed with his gesture, but that made no sense. Then Alpha's hands cupped her breasts. Jenna gasped, trying to pull away from him, but again the shackles held her in place. "Shh," he cooed softly. "I'm not going to hurt you. Everything we do will be for your pleasure. You hold a position of honor among us and we won't damage you. You mean too much to us." "I--I don't understand." Alpha's thumbs flicked across her tight nipples, already swollen with need. She'd always had sensitive breasts and it took everything within her to bite back a small moan of pleasure. Even in this crazy situation, Jenna wanted more. Her pussy squeezed, as if hungry for a taste of what he could offer. A moan did spill from her lips when Alpha put his hot mouth over her breast and began to suck. He kept his teeth away from her skin, but his tongue swirled over the sensitive area. Her legs grew weak as he kissed her breast, paying it special attention. It'd been so long since anyone had done anything like this to her. She shouldn't be turned on, but it was so difficult to fight. When he crossed to her other breast, kissing it with the same passionate fervor, Jenna whimpered. "What are you doing to me?" she cried out. With a rough voice, Alpha said, "Preparing you for your duty to us. To the pack." "What duty? What is the pack?" "Your duty to us is to provide the nourishment we need. Without you, our pack members will die as they struggle to shift during the full moon. It's why we need you, Jenna. You are our salvation." "I still don't understand." Her heart raced, her breasts so heavy with the desire to feel Alpha there again. "For us to survive, we have to milk you." Feeding the Pack Ch. 02 "M-milk?" Oh God, what was he talking about? She'd never had any children. She'd only lost her virginity last year to her boyfriend, right before they separated to go to college. They'd fucked like bunnies during the summer, but then that well had dried up when they'd gone their separate ways. It's not like she didn't have the looks to find a boyfriend with her strawberry blonde hair and smoky green eyes, she simply didn't have the time. Jenna carried a full load of classes and when done for the day, either went to the gym or worked part-time waiting tables. With all the studying she had to do to maintain a B average, that didn't leave much time for hooking up or meeting new people. Alpha's breath feathered against her skin again. "Yes, your DNA says you are a perfect match. First one in over thirty years." He continued to roll her nipples between his fingers. Her panties dampened. "I know something about biology, buddy, and it doesn't work that way," she said, almost panting. "Not for regular women, no. But for you...you were made for this. For us." He kneaded her breasts now, giving her nipples a much needed reprieve. They tingled, the memory of his touch making her ache for more. His actions were gentle, skillful. "I can't lactate, not without getting pregnant first." The thought didn't horrify her completely. Not that she wanted children right away because she had dreams she wanted to accomplish, but something about seeing herself with a swollen belly, her spouse embracing her and their unborn child... It made her heart melt. "Is that we should do? Impregnate you with our child?" Eerie how he managed to echo her thoughts. "You wouldn't do that," she whispered. "If it pleases me, I would." With his finger, he drew a figure across her skin in the deep cleft between her breasts. She didn't recognize the symbol, but her skin heated. "It's something you and I will discuss in the future. Unfortunately, we can't wait for my seed to take root as much as the thought does intrigue me. For now, we will do what you were designed for and start the process." "What process?" Her voice cracked, fear finally showing through. "What are you going to do to me? I swear if you let me go now, I won't tell anyone about this." "I can't let you go, ever," he said softly. "I'm sorry, but my pack needs you." A cold knot formed in her chest, right where her heart pumped wildly. Jenna's eyes filled with moisture and this time, the blindfold wasn't enough to keep the droplets from rolling down her cheeks. "Stop wasting useless tears." Alpha's voice had hardened, this side of him cutting through her brief bout of grief. "You'll get used to this...us. Me. Until then, you are our honored guest. However, it's with regret I must inform you that I have to put you to work right away. We are desperate and can't wait any longer." There was the sound of movement, maybe something on wheels. It rolled closer to Jenna and she strained to make out the noise. To maybe make it something she recognized. Despite what Alpha told her, she couldn't trust him to keep his word and not harm her. He thought he could somehow get her to lactate and that must have meant that his elevator didn't quite go all the way to the top, right? "Can you at least remove my blindfold?" she asked. Whatever he'd been moving stopped beside her. Metal touched metal, but she didn't have a clue about what it meant. "Not yet." Alpha didn't warn her when he placed something cold and hard up to her breasts. The cups engulfed her nipples, forcing her to throw her shoulders back to get away from him. She couldn't help herself. She had to fight this, whatever it was he wanted to do. Later, when explaining to the police what had happened, she didn't want to have to say she'd just stood there like a rube. A motor hummed to life and then a God-awful suction pulled her already sensitized nipples. Her breath caught as the pressure released only to start all over again. If she didn't know better, she would have thought that someone was working hard to turn her on. The rhythm created by the machine grew to be so precise and unrelenting that when the swirling in her belly started up, she began to breathe heavily. Deep inside, she felt ashamed by her body's response. The way the swirling sensation turned into a yearning. She actually liked the suckling on her nipples. Jenna wanted more. "No," she pleaded, fighting the urges coursing through her body. "Please stop. This won't work." "Not on its own, you're right." Alpha stood directly in front of her. "The reason you're a prime candidate for feeding us is because of an inherent susceptibility to a protein that those like us can create." "You're not making any sense." Her mind buzzed, the little pulls now matched by the squeeze of her pussy. Her panties went from being just damp to sodden with her juices. Rational thought leeched away from her. "What do you mean 'like us'? Are you foreigners or something?" "We are very...different. With special abilities and needs. Most important to you right now is my capability to provide you with the protein you can digest and process. It's a very simple procedure, one that won't cause you any harm and in fact, you might find worth enduring. But the end result, once delivered, is why you were brought here. Why you were made by the great Creator." She finally caught on. "To lactate," she whispered. "To feed us," Alpha agreed. Feeding the Pack Ch. 03 Although his touch initially startled her, when Alpha brushed his knuckle across her cheek, Jenna held still while her heart pounded a new rhythm. When the blindfold pushed from her face a few seconds later, she had to blink hard against the spots clouding her vision. She squinted at first, but then slowly opened her eyes again. A mesmerizing set of dark eyes stared back at her. She studied Alpha's face, noting the deep cuts of his face, making it angular and not altogether attractive. The strong jaw, the broad nose and the prominence of his brow and cheekbones gave his look a uniqueness that kept her mesmerized. She couldn't place her finger on just why his features intrigued her, but at the heart of the matter, she knew she liked his look. Alpha, in return, didn't try to appease her with a gentle smile or a soft touch. He waited, giving her a moment to pass judgment. His gaze dropped to her lips, his tongue swiping over his own bottom lip. There was desire there. A compulsion to tilt her face toward his and wait for the kiss he obviously wanted to give her rifled through Jenna. Somehow she knew that when and if they did kiss, it would be more than just the meeting of skin on skin. Alpha would plunder her mouth, taking and abusing it at his whim. Her nipples tightened, the damned machine doing more to stimulate her arousal. She broke her perusal of Alpha to glance down and what she saw made her heart drop into her stomach. She'd been connected to a milking machine. True to his damned words, Alpha indeed planned on milking her. God, how she wished her pussy didn't pulse at the thought of that, but her breasts were swelling, her insides twisting as she accepted her fate. The shackles held her in place and Alpha's expression brooked no disobedience. He was determined to have his way and she knew there'd be no way out of it until he was done. Maybe later she could escape, but for now...She would do as he said willingly. Based on her body's dripping response, she'd probably enjoy it. "What happens now?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. "I give you the protein and with a little time, you'll begin to produce. Your offering will be given to members of the Pack and our sickness will gradually fade away." "Do what you need to, I guess." Get this whole thing over with. Alpha's gaze dropped to her lips again. "Good," he said. Then his mouth lowered to hers. There was a brief moment when Jenna feared he might bite her. Hell, maybe even wanted it, but then she crushed that fear and fell into the heat of the kiss. As she'd suspected he would, Alpha took from her. She moaned into his mouth, breathing a thing of distant importance. He stole it with the demanding movement of his lips against hers. And when his tongue thrust into her mouth, she whimpered from the force of it. At once, a bitter taste flooded her and she tried to back away. Alpha's hands shot up, gripped her head, and held her in place. She realized then that he was the cause, that he inundated her with this foul-tasting protein through a kiss. Despite herself, she found herself rocking her hips because despite the bitterness, this gorgeous man, full of power and dominance, incited something primal in her. She didn't want just to be kissed by him. She wanted him inside her. She wanted to see his cock. To taste the pre-cum beaded at the tip of it. She wanted to stroke her tongue over the veiny bulges along his length. To smell the musk of his skin. Taste the brine of his balls. She wanted it all. When he pulled away from their heated exchange, Alpha cupped her breasts and to her surprise, she realized they were tingling. They felt full, ready to burst. He gave each a gentle squeeze, his brow furrowing when nothing seemed to happen. He continued to massage them, his sight intent on the cups still rhythmically pulling at her skin. "More," he muttered. Dawning horror blanketed Jenna when she realized that the tips of her nipples grew moist. "Oh my God," she cried. "What did you do to me?" She watched with him as a droplet of white liquid formed at the ends of her breasts. "It's a start, but not enough. You're not ready for more protein yet, but I can't wait for you to get there." He tore his gaze away from the cups and looked her in the eyes. She didn't like what she saw there. "If we had more time, I would wait. I'd let you get accustomed to the idea and could slowly introduce the protein. But we're dying and I have to hasten the timetable. I'll have to raise your hormone levels to get this to work faster. Do you understand? We're desperate." Surprisingly, she did understand. And on some level, she wanted to help him. "Untie me, please." "I can't do that." "You don't have to let me go, but can you please untie me? My arms are going numb." That's all it took. Alpha reached into a back pocket, withdrew a small key and removed the shackle from the bolt holding it. Instead of letting her go though, he had her place her hands together in front of her. While he hadn't released her, at least her arms didn't feel like pins and needles anymore. "Better?" he asked as he engaged the lock once again. "Yes, thank you." She was afraid to ask, but said it anyway. "Now what?" "Hold still." Alpha reached behind him, picking up a large pair of scissors from the nearby cart. It must have been what he'd used earlier to cut through her shirt. Implement in hand, he bent down next to her, his face level with her crotch. His proximity would have allowed him to smell how intense the past half hour had been. Just as she expected, his nostrils flared, and Alpha looked up at her. Jenna's face heated through, the blush extending down her neck and chest. He said, "I'm glad you're enjoying this. I hope you enjoy what we do next as well." "I'm not enjoying this at all," Jenna lied. Alpha's lips curved into a sexy grin. "Okay," he said in a tone that suggested he didn't believe her one iota. Her breath caught when the cold metal brushed against her thigh. Alpha had slid the scissors between her skin and her panties and Jenna knew what would happen next. Without ceremony or speech, Alpha snipped the fabric holding her panties in place and within seconds, she stood bared before him. The sodden panties floated to the ground, displaying her level of arousal and further making a liar of her. "You're going to rape me?" she asked, a lump forming in her throat. Alpha stood. "Not rape. I will never rape you. When I put my cock inside you, it will only be after you've asked me to. And when it's all over, after my cum is coating your insides, I'm going to knot you."