Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book
My breath was ragged, and so fast I couldn’t get any words or sounds out aside from my whines, moans, and whimpers. Being with him, feeling him inside me, becoming one with him—it was more overwhelming and satisfying every time.
My body tensed, and I cried out, warmth spreading throughout my body. I kept my fingers on my clit as I came, my hips grinding against him desperately.
“That’s it,” he groaned, his body tensing as he neared his own release. The tendons in his neck flexed, and his eyes squeezed shut for a split second before springing back open to continue watching me as I came. “Oh, fuck yes. Just like that Haven. Just… like—“
His own cry cut off his words, and he pulsed and released inside me. He slammed up into me one last time, and I opened my mouth in a silent cry. My body fell forward against his, my arm trapped between us as I kept touching myself, working myself through the waves of my seemingly unending orgasm.
He wrapped his other arm around me and held me against his chest, his hand playing with the strands of my hair as we both caught our breath.
The peace and calm that settled over me after joining with him soothed my frazzled mind and my nerves. I didn’t care anymore what the result of our meeting with the oracle was. I would always have him, always have our connection to rely on.
And that was enough for me.
WESLEY
Once Haven and I had straightened ourselves out after our quickie, we left the villa with Nolan and Cassandra, following them through the winding stone paths of the island towards the center. The starlight glinted off the white houses, and the scent of the blossoming bougainvillea trees mixed with the salty brine of the seawater and invaded my senses.
It was that exact scent that had awoken that desperate, aching need in me while we were getting ready. That, and the swirling magic of the island and the way Haven looked in that almost see-through dress.
I inhaled again and caught another whiff of our mixed scents underneath the smells of the island, the scent of my cum lingering between her legs. I didn’t let her wash it off. Not with that dress she had to wear. Not with the way it hinted at what lay underneath. That scent would warn off any wandering eyes.
Luckily, the dim light from the darkened sky prevented her dress from being too sheer. Had we been in the sun, I’m sure there would be nothing left to the imagination. But under the light of the stars and the pitch-black night sky, there was only a subtle glimpse of the small swell of her breasts and the curve of her ass and thighs as they extended beneath the billowing fabric of the skirt.
We reached a stone archway covered in jasmine. We could see nothing beyond the archway as the path curved back into dense hedges, vines, and trees.
“You two may continue on,” Cassandra said, stopping just on this side of the arch. “Your gamma and I will wait for you back at your lodgings.”
“Nolan can’t join us?” I asked, my brow furrowed.
I glanced at my gamma, at the matching frown on his face. He crossed his arms over his bare chest and looked at Cassandra.
“Only those seeking answers may enter the sacred grounds,” she said.
“Then why did I have to wear this?” Nolan asked, gesturing at the white linen pants similar to mine that offset his caramel skin.
“It is custom.” She shrugged, then smiled at Haven and me. “Just follow the path. It will take you directly to the temple.”
I nodded at Nolan, and he sighed but nodded back, stepping aside so Haven and I could pass. We followed the overgrown path, careful to avoid the reaching branches and winding vines that grew denser as the path got closer to the center of the island.
Haven rounded the corner in front of me and gasped, freezing in place. I stepped up behind her, and my own breath caught in my throat at the sight before me.
The temple of Selene. Bathed in starlight, the round, open-air building had a roof held up by pillars, with jasmine winding around each column. Sheer fabric hung inside the temple, hiding the interior from view. There was a small, crystal-clear pool in front of the temple, with a flawless reflection of the temple in it.
It was beautiful, and as I glanced over at my mate, my breath left me again. The way her hair glowed in the starlight, and the way she looked in her gown for the temple, with the scent of the island and her own sweet scent blending together. She belonged here. I knew she had her doubts and insecurities, but the more I thought about it, the more convinced I became that she was, in fact, Selene’s daughter.
I reached out and took her hand in mine, stepping close to her and lifting her hand to my lips to kiss.
Walking towards us down the steps of the temple was an older she-wolf with dark auburn hair and green eyes, dressed in a white robe made of a similar fabric to Haven’s dress. Her eyes held a wisdom only obtainable from holding the knowledge of the gods.
The high oracle.
“We’ve been expecting you,” she said as she stopped in front of us.
“Yes, his mom, Luna Emily, contacted you to inform you of our visit,” Haven said.
The oracle shook her head. “We’ve been expecting you for much longer than that, my dear.”
“How?” she asked.
“Selene told us you would come. You and the young alpha from California.”
“So, she is Selene’s daughter, then?” I asked, my heart racing in my chest.
The woman’s eyes twinkled, but she didn’t respond. Didn’t confirm or deny. “You may ask her that yourselves,” she said, turning to walk back up the stairs.
“Ourselves? How? I just assumed you would ask her for us,” I said as we followed her, hand in hand, through the curtains and into the temple.
“You must find the answers you seek together. We can connect those worthy of a visit with Selene to her through a sacred ritual.”
“And what is this ritual?” Haven asked.
“First, you must both rid yourselves of the baggage holding you back from completely accepting your bond.” I swallowed, and Haven froze, looking down at the floor and avoiding my eyes. “Then, as you reconnect and reconcile, we will harness the energies from your euphoria to help your minds leave our realm behind and join Selene in her moon realm.”
“And in English?” Haven asked with an awkward chuckle.
I looked around the temple, at the candles and the wine and the many cushions and plush fabrics and furs on the sunken floor. At the alcoves where there were similar cushions and sheer curtains that would block the occupants from view of those in the main room of the temple. I clenched my jaw and blew out a breath, then looked down at Haven. “She means we have to do a sex ritual, Sugar Plum.”
Her mouth popped open into a little round O, her blue eyes widening in realization as she took in the temple’s interior.
“To put it crudely, yes,” the oracle confirmed.
“How does it work?” Haven asked, her voice a whisper. “I mean, I know we have sex, but—“
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