Pleasure is a strange, holy thing. It begins where reason ends—in the quiet space between a heartbeat and a breath, where thought dissolves and instinct takes control. Humans call it many names: desire, lust, hunger, need. But stripped bare, it’s nothing more than the body remembering it was made to feel.

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STORY 1: Needing you again

~Zendaya~

"Of all people to be trapped with during a thunderstorm.. it had to be you?"

That's the first thing I say the moment lightning flashes outside my bakery window and Malachi freaking Meadows shuts the door behind him, dripping rain all over my freshly mopped floor.

He looks up from where he's shaking the water out of his hair like some sexy, smug golden retriever and says, "You're welcome, by the way."

"For what? Flooding my floor?"

"From saving your pretty ass from being electrocuted by that flickering streetlight out there," he says, leaning against the counter like he owns the place. "You should really fix that thing."

I throw him a glare so sharp, it's enough to cut glass. "I was doing fine until you barged in here looking like a wet crime scene."

He smirks. "Correction, A sexy wet crime scene. Whatever that means."

I groan infuriatingly. "God, strike him. I'm giving you the permission to do so now."

Outside, the thunder rolls like the universe is considering it.

I removed the cardigan I wore, I was starting to feel so hot. The scent of sandalwood mixed with a touch of rain-soaked air filled the bakery, and I knew one thing, it belonged to only one person— Malachi.

I sigh. He was still staring at me with that annoyingly calm expression that I hated or thought I hated. He's wearing that stupid black shirt, soaked through, clinging to muscles I definitely shouldn't be noticing. Fuck, fuck my hormones.

I clear my throat and at the same time clear any forbidden thoughts that were trying to make their way into my mind.

"You can sit by the door and wait for the rain to stop. Preferably in silence."

He raises an eyebrow. "What if it doesn't stop?"

I roll my eyes at his stupid question. "Then you can swim the fuck home."

The rain pounds harder, thunder cracking so loud the windows tremble.. and then darkness swallows everything.

"Oh, how great.." I mutter. "A very perfect way to ruin the rest of my evening. This was just what I needed. Some fucking blackout and an idiot."

"Relax, sugar," he says from somewhere near the counter.

I couldn't help but notice how low and sexy it sounded. "Oh, shit! I'm screwed if I keep this up."

A small glow cuts through the dark, and I guess the glow is from his phone.

I jump on seeing him standing so close. "That was freaking scary, Meadows. "

He didn't say anything. His face was lit by the soft blue light. His eyes look darker, and the gaze he gave me was enough to make my pussy throb. I pressed my legs together, not wanting him to know I was fighting with my own hormones. Fighting with the urge not to get my panties wet. Fucking ovulation.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I ask, trying so hard to sound unaffected.

He takes a slow step closer, and now I could feel his breath on my face. "Because you haven't stopped glaring at me since ages.. and I really want you to stop."

My heart stumbles. "You are the reason I do. If only you hadn't cheated on me then... If only you..."

His lips crashes into mine and my eyes widens in shocked surprise.

It's not gentle. It's years of teasing, months of tension, a thousand unsaid things packed into one reckless, hungry kiss.

Before my brain loses itself, I try to hold onto it. I shove him so hard that he staggers before regaining his stand. My cold eyes lock onto his, the man that I once loved with every fiber of my being. He had shattered my trust, crushed my soul, and left me to pick up the pieces.

Three years had passed since that fucking day when I discovered his infidelity. Three damn years of pretending to be okay, of hiding the pain behind a mask of indifference and sarcasms. But the wound never healed. It only festered, a constant reminder of the lies, the deceit, the fucking heartbreak.

And now, just in the last few months, he moved into my neighbourhood, coming constantly to my bakery, the place where I poured my heart and soul into creating something beautiful. A new life. The only place where I could find solace, where I escaped the pain he caused.

Tears fall from my eyes as I find him in the dark. My body reacted before my mind could catch up. My hand swung out, connecting with his chest with a resounding thud. Hot, bitter tears streamed down my face, as the impact of his betrayal came crashing in on me all over again. I keep on hitting his chest over and over again. Three years of frustrations, three years of missing his touch. Three years of not knowing what actually happened that night.

"How could you..." I whispered, my voice trembling with rage and sorrow. “How could you do that to me?" Tears spill out of me like a fountain of gushing water. The pain was overwhelming, a tidal wave that crashed over me, threatening to consume me whole. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of emotions, unable to find a lifeline to cling to.

He pull me towards his chest, while I still hit him. His scent filled my entire nostrils, and I have this great urge to inhale more, to fill my lungs with the scent I've missed so much.

"I'm so sorry, Zee. I'm so sorry."

"You're sorry?" I laughed, the sound bitter and mocking. "You're sorry? You broke me, Malacia, you fucking shattered me and..and you stand here saying you're sorry. You—"

He didn't let me finish as he, again, crash his lips into mine and I didn't know what to feel this time. Maybe.. maybe I was just too tired to continue fighting my feelings off. Or maybe I was just a little stupid to still crave him after all he did to me.

My fists unclenches slowly inside his damp shirt as I pulled him closer, tasting him for the first time in years. Every breath is a war between hate and hunger, anger and something dangerously close to want.

Lightning flashes, illuminating us for half a heartbeat. His mouth trails down to my neck, and I tilt my head back, every nerve screaming yesss when my brain keeps whispering nooo.

"I've missed this, Zee." His breath was ragged. "I've missed you so much that you can't even imagine."

I'm about to say something, but then his lips brush that spot right under my ear, and every coherent thought disintegrates. My fingers clutch at the edge of the table behind me, the scent of flour mixing with his cologne, and for a dizzy second, I swear I could melt right into him.

I need to feel him inside me, and this time the real him. Not just me dreaming, fantasizing about him fucking me full. I want his cock to fill my pussy.

My pain was trying to let me see reasons not to feel this need, this desire, but I have to have him, and not just a fake fucking cock or a vibrator.

I have to have Malachi Meadows cock deep inside my pussy.

Zendaya~~

"I will forgive you." My bottom lip trembles. "Only if you make me cum."

I point to my bag where the fake cock could be seen. "It has helped me for the past three years but it doesn't stop the ache I always feel. It hurts so much. I've missed you deep inside me, Malacia. You don't know how much I have."

He stared at me, licking his lips. "I would say the same too, Zee. I searched the entire New York just to find you, but fate was against me all the time. I've always craved your touch every fucking night, and never did I gave up on my search. I'm so sorry for..."

Tears gather again. "Please stop talking and relieve me of this fucking ache, pleaseee.."

I reach down, tugging at his belt before I carefully peel the hem of his trousers. Thanks to the torchlight of his phones still on, I was able to see his huge budge. I smile excitedly. It's been so fucking long.

He stood still as I set the waistband of his trouser under his balls. I didn't care any less as the trouser peeled down his legs onto the floor.

His ragged breathing above me made me grin. It was enough to let me know that I was doing the right thing.

His cock hardens under my hands and I give it some time to get ready while I tie my hair to a ponytail. I kneel down, staring at the crown of his cock greedily.

Leaning forward, without using my hands yet, I suck its head with my mouth. My eyes roll back at the salty taste, and my pussy throbs. I keep doing that for some seconds and the more I sucked it the larger his cock became.

I couldn't take it any more. I took it in my small hands, trying to wrap my hands at the base of his shaft but as expected, my hands didn't make it all the way round.

I grin, looking up at him with my eyes.

"Fuck, baby!!" He groaned. "Don't look at me with those eyes."

I lick at his crown, stroking up and down softly as I bring him to full arousal.

I loved the way he ran his hand through his hair. I know I was driving him crazy. These three years wasn't spent on just crying, I used it to build myself, to know how to fuck pretty good. How to make a man moan your name, to lose control.

I was done being the good girl I once was. The girl who didn't do stuff like this. Who knew nothing about this part of life.

Another soft groan slips out of his throat, and my pussy clenches. I keep stroking up and down, my eyes still locked to his.

"That's enough, Zee." He says as he stands me up, and before I know it, my panties are off my body. He puts my bum on the counter and without any heads up, he pushes a finger at my entrance. I gasp at the first touch of his fingertips in me after what feels like forever. I lean back on the counter, my pussy now in full view.

The expression on his face was priceless. I was glad that I'm able to see this expression again. It was filled with desire, filled with lust just for me.

He rubs gently, fingers teasing at my hole as he gathers my wetness. His stare is intense as he watches himself play with my pussy.

He shifts his body closer to mine, and brings his phone that lay beside me on the counter. I didn't know how that got there nor do I care.

I was wondering what he was going to do with it.

He uses his other hand to open my puffy lips and expose my swollen clit to the phone's light. His breath catches.

"What?" I ask, peering down.

He looks up at me with a gaze that was darker than before. I felt the urge to rub my pussy together in order to create friction between my thighs.

"Such pretty pussy, Zee, just like I remembered."

I blush, settling back into the counter. "Please, don't be gentle, Malachia." I beg, my voice pleading. "I want you to fuck me senseless."

"Mmmm." He hums, ignoring my pleads as his attention returns back to his sinful hands. His thumb circles my pussy as he finally pushes two fingers into me.

"Ohh, gods.." I moan, wriggling my hips.

"Shhh, sugar. Even the thunder isn't as loud as you sound." He says hoarsely. I can bet he has that wicked grin on his face now.

His fingers move leisurely, but I'm such a horny freak that each finger he pushes loudly squelches my juices all over his fingers.

"Does it feel good, Zendaya?" He rasp, pushing a third finger in, fucking me with them faster and faster.

"Arghhh," is all I manage to say. How could my damn brain form words when I was in this kind of situation?

Suddenly, I feel his hot breath between my open legs. It fans my pussy lips and I could feel more of my juices spilling out.

"We can't let all these go to waste, can we?"

I try raising my head up to see what he was gonna do next but I wasn't successful. My vision darkens when I feel his lips on my pussy. He moans between my legs, sucking my hole to the point that I forgot how to breathe.

"Oh, god.. oh, goddd!" I exclaim as he kept doing pleasurable things to me with his tongue. I've never been sucked down there, never really thought it would feel this.. this pleasurable.

"You're so hot and wet that your delicious juices keep spilling out." His tongue teases me running across my bud and I thrash my body on the counter but he holds my hips still with his firm hands. This feeling is something I never thought I would experience.

"Take off your bra. I want to watch you play with yourself from beneath your legs." He commands.

And fuck, I obey. I rock my hips up, trying so hard to chase that release that seems to be close but not quite there.

"Show me those beautiful tits that I haven't seen in a long while, Zendaya." He snaps at me, and my shaky hands pull off my crop top and I try for some seconds to unhook my bra. It doesn't budge.

"Don't waste any more second. I want to view those milky tits from down here."

Finally, my bra unhooks behind me and I slowly pull it off. Cupping my heavy breasts, I turn to see his eyes change, filled with the darkest desire I've ever seen since tonight.

"You've become so full, Zendaya. Look at those beauties." His eyes heated as he stares. "Now, do me a favour and pleasure yourself. I want to hear your moans, Zendaya."

I touched my sensitive nipples, a little moan escaped my lips, followed by another and another before it intensifies as I no longer squeeze them gently.

His hand slides over my belly to push my hands away. He cups my breast himself. His sense organs use my body to learn how to multitask. One sense organ touches, feels and pinches my nipples while the other sucks my pussy bud making me cry out loud.

He moans, fucking me with his mouth and lips. His tongue goes in and out of my pussy hole. Blood shots up to my brain.

"Arrghh, Malachia." I moaned out his name, arching my back.

His mouth leaves me suddenly.

I exhale and inhale heavily. Looking at him with a questioning gaze.

"What's wrong?" I whisper out of breath.

But what I didn't expect was for him to turn my bum to his face.

I gasp, suddenly filled with excitement. Is he gonna fuck me from behind?!

Malachi's point of view~

My cock's precum slips from it's crown at the thought of fucking Zendaya from behind. I can't think straight now that I finally have my little Zee squirming before me. On this counter. In my mouth. I've had lots of sexy, plenty of bodies, uncountable pretty faces but what I don't really know is why nothing or no one ever hits like her. Nothing ever struck. I haven't tasted her in years and my hand shivers as I picture how she will react when my cock enters her fully.

Fuck, I can't wait, especially now that I know she's ready to take me whole.

She has always been my addiction. My drug. I'm so obsessed with my little Zee that in those three years of being away from her, I felt I could die at any moment. And now, I'm close to her, I could finally breathe in air, that refreshing air that's filled with life. I longed for my filthy little girl who used to write me letters she never thought I'd read and even memorized again and again. I love how mature she has become now. Like a full grown, independent lady.

I watch her with pride. Those pretty rosy hard buds of her breasts jut out from the perky mounds.

Her pussy hole is a beautiful sight to behold. Blood rushes south, my cock hardens to the point that I start to feel a throbbing pain as she widens her legs, inviting me in.

I grip the back of my wet shirt, pull it off my body and toss it to the floor. My eyes never leave her glorious body for once.

I approach her, stroking my length vigorously. "I see you've gotten so naughty, sugar."

I watch her as she parts her pussy lips with her wandering finger. She was too horny to even reply to what I just said. I smirk.

She fingers herself for a few more minutes while I stand by and watch her. I chuckle darkly when I hear her frustrated cry.

She turns to me. "Please fuck me." She whines.

I close my eyes briefly, remembering the days I stood under the shower, stroking my cock while calling out her name desperately and now, now she was here right in front of me, in the position I've once fantasized about.

"How long I have waited for this day when you will say those words to me, baby."

I stride forward slowly, building the tension that I know had a fucking effect on her.

"Pleaseee! " She begged.

I step behind her, gripping tightly to her waist. She breathes in when she feels my hand snaking its way towards her breast. I cup it, tweaking her nipple with a quick pinch. She moans, pushing her ass into my thick erection and that movement was enough to shatter me. But I still try to hold on, she won't get what she so desperately needs now.

I grind my cock against her ass cheek. She widens her legs, propping her pretty bum half way for easier access. She's making it harder for me not to take her right here and now.

Unexpectedly, my hardened cock as if it had a mind of its own betrayed me into putting the tip of its crown into her entrance. Her moans make my member harden some more and the pain I feel down there starts becoming unbearable. I don't think I could take it anymore.

Slowly, I enter her, kissing her ass cheek so she doesn't really feel the pain of my large cock.

"I'm gonna make you cum so many times you never need that pathetic toy again, you will need a real cock. My cock. Only mine."

She cums at my words. God damn. She is so fucking responsive.

She shudders, panting. "I wouldn't think of it if.. if you've always been here with me."

Sadness slows my act.

"Please.. please don't stop." She begs.

I continue thrusting inside her because of the desperate pleading in her voice. "I will never leave again, Zee. Come what may."

I promise, crossing my heart with the determination of keeping to my promise this time.

I pull my cock out and she lets out a sad whimper. Quickly, I turn her over so I could see her beautiful face as she takes my cock whole.

She didn't expect my sudden change of position nor was she ready for me when I push into her. I make short little thrusts, only pulling back a couple of inches and pushing forward quickly till I'm buried to the hilt.

Her nails claw at the counter made of wood. "Ma-lachi!" She moans my name. All my fucking imaginations are becoming a reality. I've longed to hear her say my name with her voice filled with pleasure.

Her pussy tightens, flattering almost like she's ready to come again. I let go of her breast to wrap a hand around her throat and pull her against me, the other hand making a quick flick of her clit.

I loved the look on her face when she shattered, her cunt pulsating on my cock in short sessions, and I groan.

"You are one of a kind," I whisper against her temple. "And I love it when you come so beautifully."

She tries catching her breath before saying, "Meadows, I've missed this."

I twitch inside her. "Yeah, baby. Me too. You like my cock, don't you?"

She doesn't move or say anything for a moment before slowly nodding. Her eyes closed.

"Hmmm, that's my good girl." I skim my nose down her face and tilt her head towards me. "Open your beauty eyes, Zee."

She obeys and the heated passion that reflects in them makes my member enlarge in her. She gasps, her bright eyes blinking up at me.

"You want me to fuck you with my big monster?" I say against her lips.

She nods.

"No, Zee. Use your words."

"Yes!" She breathes out with that raspy voice that had a very great effect on me.

"Yes, what?" I continue to tease.

Her nostrils flare, and her pussy throbs. "Yes, please. Fuck me with you large monster..please."

I press a single harsh kiss on her pleading lips and her tongue licks it as if savoring my taste. The sight of that small, pink tongue of hers gets me turned on that I couldn't help but slam back into her.

"Oh, my god!" She cries, her eyes rolling back. I growl, thrusting into her faster as her pussy tightens with another orgasm.

"Thank you. Thank you." She begins to chant, and I kiss her again.

She explodes, squeezing down on my cock. I pause for sometime, waiting for her muscles to relax so I can move again.

One thing I love about my little Zee is the fact that she's so damn responsive. She's so triggered by everything. Even the slightest touch. And I never want to stop touching her. This..this is addicting.

I smile, kissing the side of her flushed face. "I forgot to count how many times you've cum. Did you?"

She shakes her head, "No more, Malachi. I've never been this—"

I thrust, picking up my pace again in order to shut her up. So glad it worked. My hard length drags against her battered walls, I can feel every inch of her tight warmth. Her pussy fit my cock as if it was molded for me. She's mine.

I hear her moan, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Please, please. Come inside me."

I grunt, slamming deeper into her. "Oh, fuck, Zee. If you keep saying words like that, it will be harder for me to stop."

I want to. I so much want to fill my little filthy girl's pussy with my hot cum, flood it so deeply that she will leak for days.

"Okay? You really want my cum, my good girl?"

She nods so quickly, pushing her ass into me. "Yes, yes, Malachi. I need your seeds."

Fuck, fuck! The way she phrased it, the hot pleasure in her eyes made it all sound as if I could knock her up. My cock swells with the thought of her belly bulging with my child. My little wolf. I roar as my release shoots inside her, coating her cervix.

I carry her to the couch in her bakery and then lean against her back as I cum down from the high. My half-hard dick was still housing deep inside my sweet girl's pussy. I didn't want to disconnect yet.

I still want a part of me to be connected to her. My hand drifts to her flat-toned stomach.

"When you said you wanted my seeds inside you..did you mean it?"

Her breathing and the pounding of her heartbeat is all I hear. Her cheeks flush, and she nods.

"Yes, love. I meant every word."

Love. My wolf and heart take turns to leap in joy.

I kiss her neck and she squirms. So damn responsive.

"I want you to know that I didn't cheat on you." I say, trying to make her understand. "I was threatened by my nemesis, Nathaniel, your ex-boyfriend."

She made to turn and look at me but I held her down, not wanting to disconnect yet.

"Nathaniel?" She asks.

"Yes, he needed something I had and when I refused to give in to his demand, he threatened me with the most precious person in my life. You." I kiss her earlobe. "When I finally agreed to give into his demand because I didn't want anyone to touch you, he went ahead to add another demand. Saying that I should break up with you and I didn't know his mind was so crafty until he told me to feign lying with Bella and make you think I really cheated."

Silence fell and the soft pouring of rain on the roof was all I could hear. "I'm sorry," she apologizes, and I kiss her again.

"No, baby. I should be the one saying that. I was a coward not to come back to you again. I didn't want my enemies to perceive you as my weakness and try to find a way to…to kill you. So I left for my pack. And there, I was made the Alpha."

"Seriously?!" She exclaimed.

"Yes, and so I ask again, Zendaya Lightwood, would you really take in all my seeds without you using birth control later."

"Hmmm, now you've broken it down, I don't think..." She paused and my breath hitched. Will she say no? I know all I've just said wasn't convincing enough for her to trust me again, and I will really understand if she still doesn't believe in me. But if she says no to me, I might really shatter this time.

My hand on her stomach trembles. The beating of my heart reminds me that if she answers negatively, I will never remain the same again. I swallow.

She continues. "I don't think I would want to be apart from you again, Meadows. So yes, I want to carry what's yours in me."

I exhale heavily, a smile etching on my face. This girl. She knows how much that suspense could've done to me. It could've killed me.

My cock perks up at her words, and I growl. Suddenly, my body is on top of her. "You cocky girl,"

She laughs, mischief evident in her eyes.

"I'm gonna breed you everyday until you're swollen with my child. I will stuff you full to the point that you will never forget that your pussy belongs to this Alpha. My Luna."

Her eyes are bright with that light I've only seen in hers. "And I can't wait to see little alphas and lunas running around my bakery, My alpha.”