My Fated Alpha Had S*x With Me Everywhere

"I want to fuck you." The first time Simone Grove received this text message, she didn't pay much attention to it. She just deleted it as an irrelevant and annoying message and went to class.

　　But the next day, Simone received another message, "I want to lick your pink and tender little pussy, bite your sparse pubic hair, deflower you, and insert my penis into your virgin hole."

　　How could there be such a boring and perverted person?

　　Simone was a bit angry, but just blacklisted and deleted. At this point, she still thought the person on the other side was casting a wide net to harass people and didn't know that the person was targeting her specifically.

　　It wasn't until the third day, when she came out of the bathroom, that the text message sounded again. She saw a similar pornographic message, "Baby, your breasts are so big and soft, your nipples are pink, I want to lick them, I want to suck your breastmilk."

　　Simone was really angry.

　　But just as she was angry, the other side became even more aggressive and sent another sentence, "Simone, did you just take a shower? Does your pussy itch? Is it wet down there? Do you want my big stick to poke and scratch your itch?"

　　Simone shuddered.

　　What's going on? The pervert on the other side called her Simone, could it be that he knew who she was? Wasn't this just a wide net-style harassment, but targeted harassment?

　　No...

　　Simone's alertness was aroused by her roommates' laughter. She thought it might be her roommates' prank. So, she asked. But all three roommates were puzzled.

　　"You really didn't send me any harassment messages?" The roommates shook their heads together, and one of them even laughed and asked, "What's wrong Simone? Could it be that someone is confessing to you?"

　　Simone also shook her head. That was not a confession at all, but sexual harassment. But judging from the performance of her roommates, it should not be them, then who could it be?

　　Simone frowned and typed "who are you" in the input box, and sent it over.

　　The person on the other side sent her a photo. It was a photo of a pink and tender pussy that was almost perfect in shape and color, but Simone felt like she was falling into an ice cellar. It was her own pussy photo.

　　Another pornographic message was sent, "Honey, your pussy is so beautiful, I want to lick it, I want to fuck it."

　　Simone's pretty face turned pale, and her body was trembling.

　　What's going on? For nineteen years, she had been pure and had never had a boyfriend. She had never sent this kind of photo to anyone, so how could the person have her pussy photo?

　　When her roommates saw Simone wasn't feeling well, they came over to ask if she had hypoglycemia again. Simone shook her head, thanked her roommates, and then sat back in her seat.

　　Wait a minute... hypoglycemia?

　　As she thought about hypoglycemia, she remembered that she fainted on her way to class a month ago due to hypoglycemia. At that time, Austin Guzman had rescued her and brought her to the school hospital.

　　Could it have been him?

　　But as soon as Simone thought of Austin's handsome face and gentle demeanor, she shook her head and immediately dismissed the idea.

　　It couldn't have been Austin. He was a prominent figure at Harvard, the future Alpha of the Guzman Wolfpack. He wouldn't do something like that.

　　After she found out that it was Austin who had saved her, she had gone to thank him, but he had treated her with the same gentle but distant manner as he did everyone else.

　　She couldn't see any interest in her from him. And that day, Austin had politely declined her invitation to go out for a meal.

　　It wasn't until later that she found out he had a girlfriend, and even though they were in a long-distance relationship, they were stable and he was faithful. He maintained a distance from other female werewolves for the sake of his girlfriend.

　　No wonder he had turned down her invitation.

　　It was impossible not to feel disappointed. Austin's looks were too captivating, not to mention the fact that they had had this heroic rescue story together. But Simone was only disappointed. Since she found out about Austin's girlfriend, she had adjusted her mindset and given up on this short-lived, unrequited love.

　　In any case, it couldn't have been Austin.

　　Then who could it have been? According to Austin, he had urgent business that day, so after carrying Simone to the school hospital, he had left.

　　That meant anyone who went to the school hospital that day or any medical staff there could have taken such a photo. Who could it be?

　　There were no more pornographic messages after that, and Simone, after tossing and turning for a while, fell asleep.

　　But soon after she fell into a deep sleep, she suddenly felt something was wrong. It was her lower body.

　　Why did her lower body feel wet and soft?

　　"Um..."

　　"Awake?"

　　A low voice came through, sounding a bit like Austin but completely different from his gentle tone.

　　It was rough and domineering.

　　So, who was this? And what was happening now? Why were her eyes covered with a black cloth and her hands and feet tied up? What had happened?

　　Wasn't she sleeping in her dormitory?

　　"Baby, your pussy is so soft and sweet."

　　As he spoke, his thick tongue scraped against Simone's flower lips.

　　"Mmm~" Simone couldn't help but groan and began to struggle.

　　"Who are you?"

That male werewolf didn't answer, he just continued to lick and tease Simone's little hole.

　　Her hidden little hole was licked open, her soft labia were licked and even the most sensitive and vulnerable clitoris was teased by the man's lips and tongue.

　　The physical pleasure made Simone feel both ashamed and afraid, and she was forced to cry.

　　Her toes curled up as she continued to struggle in vain. "Who are you...please stop, let me go..."

　　"You are already wet," the man inserted two fingers into her tight vagina and sighed, "so horny."

　　Being inexplicably kidnapped and humiliated like this, Simone couldn't bear it and cried out, "Please let me go, please, I can give you anything you want..."

　　The stranger chuckled briefly, then hooked his fingers inside Simone's hole.

　　Simone immediately moaned, "Ah~"

　　She couldn't believe she was making such a sound herself. "Baby, hasn't anyone ever told you that crying and saying these things in bed only makes a male werewolf more aroused?" the man said.

　　"Don't do this to me..." Simone bit her lip, trying to resist the pleasure coming from below, "Rape, rape is illegal..."

　　The man used two fingers to spread open her little hole, blew a breath onto the pink dripping area and then laughed. "How can you be so cute, Simone?"

　　As he spoke, the man unzipped his pants and pressed a thick and scorching penis against Simone's wet opening.

　　"No, don't..." Simone didn't have time to refuse or react, the penis was thrust in all the way.

　　Simone instantly felt pain and tears streamed down her face, she couldn't say a word. She had her virginity taken by a stranger.

　　"Baby, you are really tight, the little pink pussy is biting down hard on my big cock," the man said.

　　"It hurts..."

　　"You're bleeding, of course it hurts," the man unlocked her handcuffs, hugged her in his arms, and as he fucked her, he said in her ear, "But only the pain can make you remember me."

　　As he spoke, he thrust his penis fiercely inside her again. Simone didn't know how she got through that night. The man showed no mercy towards her except for the pleasure from licking her pussy at the beginning, everything else was just pain.

　　Her body felt like it was being repeatedly hit by a huge blunt object, the pain was constant. When it was over, the man shot all his semen into her pussy and said, "Now you won't forget me."

　　"No, please..."

　　The next day, Simone woke up crying. After opening her eyes, she looked at the familiar dorm room and her familiar roommates, and Simone fell into a long daze and confusion, taking a long time to come back to her senses.

　　How could this be?

　　Wasn't she kidnapped and raped?

　　Or did that strange male werewolf who raped her bring her back?

　　No...

　　Their dormitory locked the building at midnight with strict control.

　　How could he easily take her away and then easily bring her back? But the scenes and experiences from last night were still vivid in her mind. She remembered every detail clearly, remembered the pain of being penetrated by the man's penis...

　　Her pussy! Simone hurriedly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to observe her pussy with a small mirror. It was moist. But there was no pain from being manipulated or the man's semen.

　　What was going on? Could it be that everything yesterday was just a dream? But if it was a dream, why did she feel so vivid and real, even to a terrible extent... Her roommate, Taylor Harding, knocked on the door and said she needed to use the bathroom, so Simone snapped out of her thoughts and opened the door for her.

　　"Why do you look so lost?" Taylor pinched her face and laughed, "Is it related to yesterday's confession message?"

　　Simone shook her head.

　　"Okay, you don't have to tell me," Taylor stuck out her tongue at her playfully, "I'll just assume you're shy." Simone didn't say anything and she just forced a smile at her reluctantly.

　　Then she took out her phone again and opened those harassing messages.

　　Could yesterday's dream... really be related to this message?

　　She still had to go to the school hospital later to check. Because she was so burdened with worries, Simone forgot to eat breakfast again.

　　On the way to the school hospital, she had a hypoglycemia attack and accidentally bumped into someone.

　　"Be careful." A strong arm supported her. Simone looked up and saw the gentle and handsome man. She straightened herself up and said in surprise, " Austin!"

　　Austin seemed to have not realized who she was, and he was slightly stunned before smiling warmly and amicably, "Do you know me?"

　　Simone felt a bit disappointed and helpless, and explained, "A month ago, I fainted near the 1C teaching building, and you took me to the school hospital."

　　"Sorry," Austin apologized, "I just remembered. You're the girl with hypoglycemia, right?"

　　Simone nodded.

　　Austin asked, "Why did you faint again this time? Did you forget to eat breakfast?"

　　Simone nod apologetically.

　　"Here, take this." Austin took out a piece of chocolate from his bag and handed it to her. Simone was a bit stunned and looked at his face, blushing and feeling her heart racing. Her voice also lowered, "Austin, you..."

　　"This is all I have at hand," Austin said gently, his voice soothing and caring. "Quickly eat it so you won't faint again."

　　Simone then bit her lip and blushed even more.

　　What was she thinking just now? Austin had a girlfriend. He gave her the chocolate only because of her hypoglycemia.

　　She shouldn't have been thinking nonsense.

　　"Thank you, Austin," Simone whispered, taking the chocolate.

　　"Since you have hypoglycemia, remember to eat a proper breakfast next time."

　　"I see, thank you."

Austin was really gentle.

　　The soft and delicate texture of the chocolate spread in Simone's mouth. She watched as Austin left, feeling a sweet sensation in her heart mixed with a little sadness.

　　If only Austin didn't have a girlfriend.

　　Then she would have the courage to pursue him.

　　But now was not the time to think about these things. She still needed to figure out what was going on with that photo.

　　Simone went to the school hospital and asked the female doctor who took care of her that day for details, but the result was that there were no useful clues.

　　"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

　　"Nothing..."

　　Simone didn't want to tell anyone about being secretly photographed in private.

　　So, in the end, Simone left the school hospital feeling downhearted.

　　So far, no more lewd messages had been sent to her, but Simone was still feeling restless.

　　What should she do?

　　With this mood, Simone didn't do well in her classes for the rest of the day. After having a casual lunch, she went back to her dorm and fell asleep on the desk.

　　...

　　When Simone woke up, she found herself sitting in a classroom.

　　The classroom was not like her current university classroom, but more like a high school one. However, strangely, all the faces of the students in the classroom were shrouded in a hazy white mist, and she couldn't see any of their features clearly.

　　What was going on?

　　Simone bit her fingertip, and it hurt.

　　Was it another one of those dreams with real experiences? Simone suddenly felt afraid and wanted to escape, but for some reason, her body felt completely stuck to the chair, and she couldn't move. What's going on?

　　Just as Simone was feeling terrified, the door to the classroom opened. Seeing the familiar figure, Simone felt a sense of relief.

　　Was it Austin?

　　No... the person's face was covered in a layer of hazy white mist, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

　　It was too scary.

　　The scene was like something out of a horror movie. "Today, we'll be having a physiology class."

　　That arrogant and domineering deep male voice rang out again, and Simone trembled in fear.

　　No... She didn't want to...

　　Was she going to be raped here again today?

　　"Now, I need someone to come up to the podium to assist me. Who can do it?"

　　The surrounding recommendations were unanimous: "I think Simone should do it."

　　"Yes, Simone can do it!"

　　"Simone!"

　　No... Tears of fear streamed down Simone's face, but the voice from the podium still rang out, "So, Simone, please come up."

　　Simone felt like her body was completely out of her control, and she walked up to the podium in a daze, only to be lifted onto the lectern by the so-called professor.

　　"Who are you?" Simone cried.

　　"Of course, I'm your professor. Who else could it be?" That person then pulled down her pants and spread her legs wide in front of the students below. A hand covered her soft and tender labia.

　　His voice came from behind her, "This place is called a pussy."

　　Simone trembled under his touch.

　　He chuckled lightly, "Simone is so sensitive. For someone as sensitive and horny as Simone, this pussy can also be called a horny pussy."

　　The male students below sighed in admiration: "Her horny pussy is so beautiful. Professor, can I touch it?" "Of course."

　　The man then picked up Simone in a posture similar to that of a child peeing, and walked to the lectern, letting her legs spread wide open in front of all the students. "No..."

　　Even if Simone couldn't see their faces clearly, she could feel countless gazes on her body, and the immense shame made her want to struggle, but at the same time, her body was weak and powerless, and she couldn't struggle at all.

　　"No..."

　　Simone cried again, but her cry and refusal were of no avail. The student's finger touched her pussy.

　　"So soft." the young man sighed.

　　"The place you touched is called the labia."

　　"I see."

　　"You can pull Simone's labia away with both hands."

　　No... no...

　　Another male student came over and asked the professor, "Can I touch her also?"

　　"Yes, you can also touch it with your finger. If you scratch it up and down, Simone will feel very good."

　　"No..."

　　Simone refused in tears, but she couldn't stop the other hand that was scratching her labia.

　　"That's awesome! Professor! What's this pink mouth? It can even run water!"

　　"That's Simone's Horny little hole. The water flowing out from it is called horny juice. If you lick it with your tongue, you will find that the horny juice is sweet."

　　"Really?"

　　"I'll put Simone on the desk later. You can lick it and have a taste yourself."

　　"That's great. Professor, please put Simone down."

　　The man quickly put Simone on the desk. Simone grabbed his arm and begged, "don't... don't do this to me..."

　　The man smiled and kissed her cheek, coaxing, "don't be afraid. I won't hurt you this time. You will feel good."

　　The man didn't lie to her.

　　The students came to lick her little hole one by one. Some of them were reckless, while some were gentle. Without exception, they all made Simone feel good.

　　Simone wanted to resist, but she couldn't help but indulge herself in it. She even let out a few groans unconsciously, "Hmm... Ah..."

　　The man behind her was rubbing her clitoris, and her legs were broken. The water in her pussy was gurgling out, and was licked away by the hungry young men one after another.

　　"Did I lie to you?" the man smiled and kissed her on the cheek again.

　　At this time, a student said, "Professor, Simone's little hole is shrinking."

　　"Oh," the man said in a calm tone, "it means that her pussy wants to be fucked."

　　The student was exciting, "Professor, can I fuck her horny pussy with my penis?"

　　"Of course not," the man unzipped the zipper and pressed the hot huge thing against Simone's pussy. He chuckled again and said, "Simone's virgin pussy, of course, should be first fucked by me."