Filed to story: Rylee the Orphan Luna Novel
“Angel, oh…” he tried to say something, but I licked his neck where my mark would go, and he immediately shivered under my touch.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” I ask and nibble the same spot making him shiver even more. As I keep our bodies close together and torture him a bit, I could his little friend getting ready to party. I pull his face to mine and devour his sensational lips in a mouthwatering and aggressive kiss and pull him towards the bed. When I feel it behind my legs, I turn us around and push him down. I waste no time in getting on my knees and pulling down his pants and boxers. “Mel, slow down,” he tries to stop my hands, but I slap them away.
“Kendrick, I don’t think you realize how horny a female werewolf is when she feels withdrawal,” I say while grabbing a hold of his d**k and immediately putting my mouth on it.
“AH f**k!” he exclaims. Unlike sweet innocent little Rylee, I don’t even hesitate when it comes to sucking c**k. I love it, and I know Kendrick will too, because lucky for him, I don’t have a gag reflex. I take all ten inches of his deliciousness and swallow to contract my throat muscles making him squirm. “Oh, ah, mmmm, s**t, keep, yes, Angel!” he moans and groans as I deep throat him and bob my head up and down.
“Do you like that baby? Do you like how I suck your long fat d**k?” I ask while I’m massaging it. I’m moving both of my hands up and down while adding a slight twist to my movements. I watch as Kendrick’s eyes roll to the back of his head and he just lays flat on the bed.
“Fuckkkk,” was all he could say. I smile and lick his entire length and start to s**k on him fast and hard while using my hands at the same time. I started to feel him buck his hips and then he grabbed my hair and sat up. He pushed me down, forcing me to take his entire length again while he groaned at the contraction of my throat. I hollowed out my cheeks to accommodate his size.
He forced himself to stand and started to f**k the back of my throat. As his balls were slapping the underside of my chin, I grabbed both of his a*s cheeks and brought him to me. My face was pressed firmly against his pelvis, and I swallowed again. I slowly pulled him away. I sucked both of his balls into my mouth while continuing to pull and tug on his erection.
“f**k Angel! I’m going to c*m if you keep doing that,” that’s exactly what I wanted to hear, so I kept doing it. “Ahhhh…Fuckkkk…” I felt him spurt his warm c*m into my mouth and I swallowed it. I swallowed every last drop he gave me. His legs gave out and gravity made him collapse onto the bed. I wasn’t done yet though, I kept sucking him off until he was too sensitive for me to go on. “f**k! Angel! I can’t!” he exclaimed and almost started to cry from the sensitivity.
“I’m not done,” I tell him and stand up. I take off my clothes and get completely naked. He sits up on his elbows and his eyes go wide. Even though he was sensitive from his o****m, he was still hard. I got on the bed and straddled him, guiding his tip to my entrance. “Angel, please, you’re killing…ohhhh…” he stopped mid-sentence again as I lowered myself onto his amazing c**k. I was about to turn Kendrick into my little toy. I rested one hand on his thigh behind me, and the other on his pelvis I front of me. I started to grind against him and rotate my hips while squeezing my kegel muscles to make it nice and tight as I took him for a ride he would never forget.
“Ah…Mmmm…Your d**k feels so good, babe,” I moan as I take complete advantage of him.
“Ahh…fuckkk…” he moaned and reached up grabbing my breasts and began to kneed them in his hands. My n*****s were hard and perky reacting to his touch. I grabbed his hands that were on my breasts making him grab them even harder and started to bounce on him. I was so wet from the erotica of our position. Though the s*x we had while I was in heat was amazing, this was even better.
I adjusted my position again and got into a low squat, and then leaned back and moved my body up and down. The angle at which his d**k was going in and out was hitting my g-spot, and I immediately came. I decided to stay in that position for a while because it felt the best. But Kendrick had other plans. He grabbed me and flipped me over to where he was now on top.
He took off his shirt, grabbed my legs, and pushed them over my body to where my feet were on either side of my head. He started to thrust his hips in a fast and yet steady rhythm and f****d me to where I couldn’t even speak. The sounds that were coming out of my mouth were none that I have ever heard before during intercourse. Kendrick was a god in bed, and he was by far the best I had ever had. Though, I may be biased because he’s my mate and I love him, but who cares.
“Kendrick! Oh my god!” I shouted as he bottomed out with every move he made. “f**k! I’m going to c*m! Keep f*****g me like that!” I shouted again. My legs started to shake as my o****m washed over me, and it felt like I was peeing myself. “s**t!” Kendrick shouted and he pulled out. My body was convulsing, and my left leg started to spas out.
“Ohhh…myy…gooddd…” I moaned as I was still in a trance from the o****m I just had.
“Get on my lap,” Kendrick commanded as he got on the bed and rested his back against the headboard. He didn’t have to tell me twice. I straddled him again and wasted no time in putting his d**k back inside of me. I put my hands against the headboard to give myself a foundation to keep my balance and started to twerk my hips up on and down on him. The sound of liquid squishing with every move I made everything that much more risqu?. “Ah f**k, I’m going to c*m, Angel,” he moaned this was the perfect time. I took this moment to slam myself down, making him bottom out again, and almost simultaneously pushed his head to the side and sunk my canines into his neck.
Kendrick growled so loud it shook our bed, and I felt him grab my hair, as he too bit my neck, marking me in return. The o****m that he gave me at that moment made me see stars, rainbows, unicorns, fairies, and every other mystical creature to ever exist. My o****m shot out like a geyser and I knew the bedding was ruined. The laundry omegas were going to have a field day when they got our sheets.
I could feel Kendrick’s warm c*m sticking to my inner walls as he growled and grunted, never once letting go of his bite. I was still holding on as well, and I decided I bite him a little harder for good measure. He groaned at my sudden aggression and pulled me into him, holding me as tight as he could. Once I could breathe again, I released my bite and licked his neck several times. I looked down at and could see the mark taking shape. Kendrick also released his bite, and I felt him lick it as well. He kissed it once to seal it and that alone almost gave me another o****m.
“f**k Angel,” he groaned and laid back against the headboard again, completely out of breath. I gently got off of him and rolled over onto my back on the bed. I was a hot sweaty mess, but I was content in knowing that Kendrick was now marked and officially mine. “You’re mine forever Ken, any b***h that comes near you has to deal with me now,” I tell him.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way baby,” he replies and gets on top me.
“Ken!” I squeal as he kisses me all over. We both laugh together and hold each other.
“As much as I want to pass out, I think we should shower, and change the bedding. I’m pretty sure you’re squirting destroyed the mattress too,”
“Sorry,” I giggle.
“It’s alright, Angel. I’ve been meaning to get a new mattress anyway. This one is old. How about we go shopping during the weekend and we can pick one together,”
“Yeah, that sounds like a plan,” I answer and kiss his nose. We get up, take off the bedding, and go into the shower. After we clean up, we put on clean sheets and a clean comforter and go to bed.
***Rylee’s P.O.V.***
The next morning, Wyatt went to training as normal, and I went down to the kitchen to help Mr. and Mrs. Williams prepare breakfast for the packhouse. One would think that I would take advantage of the fact that I don’t have to cook for people anymore, but I actually did quite enjoy it. At least now I did. Everyone was always grateful for my help, and Mr. and Mrs. Williams even let me pick out the menu every morning.
Today was going to be waffles with all the fixings. Mr. Williams was working on making the batter, and we had six waffle makers at the ready with an Omega at each one. Mrs. Williams, three other omegas, and I were in charge of cleaning and chopping up all of the berries and filling up the condiment bottles with the agave nectar, Nutella, syrup, and caramel sauce.
One by one, waffles were being piled into an aluminum pan, and we were putting all of the fruits and syrups along the island so it would allow everyone to make their own however they pleased. Once we got about thirty waffles into the pans, pack members started to roll in from the fresh smell that had now filled the castle.
As the pack members were getting their waffles together, we realized that they were taking two or three each, so Mr. Williams quickly made another batch of waffle batter. As members started to take their leave with their breakfast, the guys and Milan came in from training.
“Oh man, are we having waffles for breakfast!?” Jason asked with excitement.
“We are,” I replied.
“Good morning, dearest,” Wyatt said and kissed my cheek.
“Ew, you stink,” I tell him, and he just chuckled. “Go shower you guys, there are a few minutes before we have more waffles ready,” I tell them.
“Okay,” they all said together and went to go get cleaned up. I decided that I would make special waffles for Wyatt and took a portion of the waffle batter and added a pinch of nutmeg, cinnamon, and brown sugar to the mixture.
“Rylee, what are you doing?” Mrs. Williams asked me with a grin on her face.
“Making special waffles for Wyatt,” I said shyly.
“What kind of recipe is this?”
“It was my Nana’s. I remember her teaching me this when I was younger. It was one of my favorites, so I figured I would share it with Wyatt,” I reply. “The brown sugar caramelizes as the waffle cooks and gives it a nice crunch while the inside is still fluffy,” “Well, I’m sure the Alpha will enjoy them,” she says with a smile and goes back to cutting up more fruit. A few minutes later, Wyatt came back down and was about to get a plate.
“Wyatt, I have your waffles right here. Go sit down and I’ll bring your plate to you,” I tell him.
“Okay, dearest,” I waited for his waffles to finish, and I opened the waffle maker. They were perfectly golden brown, and I could tell the sugar melted nicely. I put it on his plate and made two more. Two for Wyatt and one for myself. I load the plates with fresh berries and a little bit of agave nectar and Nutella.
“Special delivery,” I say and kiss his cheek while placing his plate in front of him and sit down myself.
