Filed to story: Luna Lovette and Alpha Kodak Story
Oh God, thought Lovette as she saw the heated, determined expression on Kodak’s face. His enticing male scent surrounded her, blocking all else. Her wolf shot to alertness and growled her arousal. Lovette held still as he buried his nose in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply. When his face returned to hers, his eyes had turned wolf and he was so unbelievably focused on her that they might as well have been the only two people in the club. She knew it was an act, but her body still reacted and her clit began to throb in time with her overactive pulse.
Knowing what she was supposed to do, Lovette placed her nose at the junction of his neck and shoulder and, just like he had done to her, took in his delicious scent on a long inhale. She didn’t have to fake being drunk on it. As Lovette returned her gaze to his, Kodak’s hands landed on her hips and he tugged her to him. Then he pretty much took her over. His mouth crushed hers as his tongue thrust forcefully into her mouth, sweeping against her own. The kiss was dominant and possessive as he took the response he wanted, demanding her submission.
One hand collared her throat possessively as his other clutched her ass, branding it as his. She didn’t realize she was grinding against him until he hoisted her up and curved her legs around his hips to better the friction. Helplessly she moaned her pleasure into his mouth, digging her nails into his back. If the growl that rumbled up his chest was anything to go by, he liked to be scratched.
Kodak couldn’t believe how responsive Lovette was. The whole claiming might be an act, but he knew that her body’s reaction wasn’t forced or exaggerated. She was like fire and he couldn’t help but revel in it, in her taste, in her scent, in the feel of her skin, and in how her body seemed to conform perfectly to his. It shouldn’t have been possible that a slender person could fit snugly against someone as broad and burly as he was, and yet she did. Those little moans she was making were driving him insane and he wanted nothing more than to flip up her dress and fuck her right there. Only his awareness that there was a nearby threat to their claiming kept him from thrusting into her.
Pulling his mouth from hers, Kodak moved his hand from her throat to tangle in her hair as he kissed and nibbled his way down her throat before settling in the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He scraped his teeth over the spot, letting her know what was to come. When he was sure her climax was near, he bit down hard, breaking the skin and tasting blood. Instantly she shattered, groaning and shuddering. He sucked strongly on the patch of skin he had bitten, being sure to leave a distinct mark that couldn’t be considered as anything other than what it was. A claiming.
As quick as that, a rush swept through Kodak and he felt a sort of snap in his head similar to that which he’d felt with each of his pack members when they blooded. Then he sensed her through the pack link, not her thoughts, but her fiery, spicy, sensual presence. It was done, she was his to protect as his mate and part of his pack. His wolf growled his approval, urging Kodak to sweep her away to their territory away from the threat that her dad’s enforcers presented. He pulled back to admire his work and swiped his tongue over the mark, liking the look of it on Lovette’s skin and how she trembled in response.
Lovette knew her face was a mask of surprise and she knew everyone would mistake it for her shock at supposedly finding her mate. Her surprise, however, was genuine. She hadn’t expected Kodak to be able to pull that kind of response from her body, even with the effect he seemed to have on her. She had practically melted for him and he hadn’t even really touched her. And when his teeth had sunk into her skin…it was as though an electric current had travelled through her, sparking her release to hit her. Not like when Roscoe had bitten her against her will; that had left her feeling violated and enraged.
Her ever-present connection with her dad as Alpha had now disappeared and was replaced with this new connection. Lance’s presence in her mind had always felt invasive because of his aversion to her; he was all ice and arrogance and deviousness. But Kodak was so different; he was strength and danger and raw sexuality. His presence inside her was like an anchor to her wolf who was a little smug right now, since she was a big fan of psycho boy.
“Kodak,” he said gruffly as he slid her down his body, as if introducing himself. It was pretty common that two wolves could mark each other before exchanging names, swept away by the urge to claim.
She smiled. “Lovette.”
Kodak almost rolled his eyes when Dante said, “Hey, congratulations, Alpha.”
“Oh. My. God,” said Shaya, gazing at them wide-eyed.
And so it begins, grumbled Lovette inwardly, turning to see that many of her pack had observed the claiming and were staring. Every face was the picture of shock. Even Oscar and Perry, who looked as though they had been trying to get passed Tao and Dante, were shock-still and gaping.
“Hand Lovette over,” demanded Perry. The unsteadiness of his voice suggested he was aware of who Kodak was. “As her father’s enforcers, we are responsible for her.”
Kodak gripped her hip possessively and growled at him. “Not anymore you’re not.”
Their eyes were dancing continually from him to Lovette. They didn’t look so determined to try to get to her now, she noticed. That could have had a lot to do with the scowl on Kodak’s face and the death threat in his eyes. Unless they were dumb, a shifter didn’t dare attempt to separate mates, and as unbelievable as it may have seemed, that was indeed what she and Kodak looked to be. Still Perry’s and Oscar’s dedication to her dad meant that they couldn’t just let her go on her merry way, especially since they all believed she would be mating Roscoe.
Oscar straightened to his full height. “Release Lovette or we will be forced to contact her Alpha.”
“He’s no longer her Alpha, you know that.”
“There doesn’t have to be any trouble. Just let her go.”
Instead Kodak locked his arm around her waist and released a deep, rumbly, ‘fuck off’ growl that had everyone around them tensing. “She’s mine.”
“Lovette,” said Shaya in a pleasant voice, “why don’t you come over here and -” Kodak’s growl cut her off.
“She’s not yours,” stated Caleb through gritted teeth before fixing his gaze on Lovette. “You know he’s not your mate, Lovette. You’re confused or something but you -“
Abruptly Perry reached out to grab her arm and she gasped. Before she knew what was happening she was behind Kodak whose hand was tightly wrapped around Perry’s throat. Tao was restraining Oscar to prevent him from interfering while Kodak’s enforcers, Smiley (he wasn’t smiling now) and Burly, were on either side of her in protective stances.
“Don’t. Touch. My. Mate.” Kodak bit out each word.
“She’s already mated,” Perry somehow managed to wheeze out. “She’s mated to Roscoe Weston.”
“If she’d been mated, I couldn’t have claimed her – you know that. And you just watched me claim her.”
“Her dad won’t allow it.”
Kodak smiled. “It’s already done. Now, here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to start by getting the fuck away from me and my mate. Then you’re going to call your Alpha and tell him to inform Roscoe Weston that he won’t be touching her ever again. If your Alpha has a problem with any of that I’ll be right here. But he should know in advance that she won’t be leaving here with anyone but me.”
The steel in his voice had Lovette’s wolf growling her approval. The dumb animal was impressed by his dominant display, liked that he was shielding and protecting her. She wasn’t even adverse to the idea of him squeezing Perry’s throat a little tighter despite that the guy had lowered his eyes in a sign of submission. She could understand why Perry had. Kodak had a certain intensity about him that made him always seem intimidating, but this was different. He was menacing, fierce, unyielding. Every word had been a command and rung with power and authority. It had Lovette feeling a little flushed, if she was honest.
“Roscoe gets here on Sunday,” warned Perry. “He’ll come for you.”
Kodak laughed. “Oh I certainly hope he does.” With that, he flung Perry away from him and signalled for Tao to release Oscar. He then turned his back on them, communicating his lack of fear, and snaked his arm around Lovette’s waist to pull her tight against him. “Time to look mesmerised by each other while we have a little chat,” he whispered in her ear.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she locked her gaze with his and fixed a smile on her face. His answering smile was devilish. “My dad’s going to shit a brick. He’ll have felt my disconnection from the pack by now.”
“I think he’s already on his way here. When the enforcers first tried interfering, one of the males from your pack announced to a female that he was going to call him. Are you going to be okay watching what happens next? I don’t want to battle with your father and risk the chance of an alliance, but there’s a possibility that the confrontation will lead to a battle.” He wasn’t expecting to be granted an alliance straight away, not when Warner was going to be pissed about having his daughter taken from him.
“He won’t want the fight any more than you do. He’ll know you’re a more dominant wolf and that you’ll most likely defeat him – he won’t want to chance looking weak in front of his pack in case it inspired one of them to challenge his position.”
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