Filed to story: Tangled in Moonlight Unshifted Novel by Lenaleia
His fingers slide away, leaving me empty, aching. My hands fly to my breasts, trying to relieve some of the pressure building inside me.
“Not good enough,” he growls. “Get on your knees and beg your Alpha to breed you, little Luna.”
It’s as if his words are a match to the tinderbox of my body. When he says “breed”, desire pools between my legs, soaking the thin fabric of my underwear.
I slide off his lap, hearing a rumble of satisfaction as he slaps my ass.
Fuck. Why is that hot? That shouldn’t be hot.
Turning, I kneel and reach out to tug his shirt out of his waistband. He grabs my wrist, and I still, raising my eyes to meet his.
Hungry. Hot. Absolutely feral.
The way his jaw is clenchedhe’s holding himself back.
Slowly, I sink to my knees. The floor is cold, but my skin is burning.
Knowing he’s watching my every movenaked as can be, while he’s still fully dressedmakes every second a thrill.
() 10. Aval Under His Control
This is not something we’ve done before.
My breath quickens, and I slide my hands up his thighs, feeling the hard muscles beneath. My body is on fire, but I don’t know what to do next.
“Beg. Luna. His voice is a low growl, vibrating against my skin.
Oh. He meant that.
“Please, Alpha.” My checks flush. I can’t help but squirm, even as my vagina clenches hard. Shit. I don’t know what’s strongerthe embarrassment, or how much this is turning me on.
My voice is hoarse, barely recognizable as my own, but I manage to string a few more words together. “I want you. Breed me. Please
The strength I needed to let those words slip out of my mouthit’s hard to ask for what I want. It’s even harder to beg for it.
“That’s it. Luna. Such a good girl, aren’t you?” His hand tangles in my hair, yanking my head back. I’m exposed, vulnerable, and completely at his mercy.
loly. Shit.
I’m pretty sure there’s a puddle beneath me.
“Take my pants off, sweet Luna.
I swallow hard, hesitating for a moment, before I reach forward and hook my fingers into the waistband of his jeans. Unbuttoning them while being unable to lower my head is awkward, but every brush of my fingers against his cock, straining against the rough denim, has his eyes darkening.
Slowly, I tug his pants down.
“Boxers. One word. No real command. But it’s obvious what he’s asking.
Do not judge me for the words I place upon a page. Thank you and good day…
Lenaleia
Listening to his breaths shorten, feeling the way his thighs shake when he lifts his hips for me to pull everything downmy confidence soars.
And the way his cock springs up, unrestrained and free, makes me want to climb onto his lap so he can slide inside.
But I wait, heart pounding, vagina drenched and pounding with arousal.
His hand tightens in my hair. “Use your mouth, Luna”
Another shock of desire hits me.
Fuck.
I lean forward, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock. I can feel his pulse racing beneath the skin, his heartbeat thrumming through me. He’s musky, saltynot quite pleasant, but not terrible. Hearing his little hiss as I flick my tongue over the head of his cock makes me want to do more. He might be giving the orders, but I’m the one with the power.
Good girl, he murmurs, his fist relaxing in my hair to stroke my head.
The way my body lights up at his praiseGod.
I need more.
“Suck,” he commands, and I obey, closing my lips around him. His hands clench in my hair once again, guiding me as I take him deeper into my mouth. I moan around him, and he groans, his hips jerking involuntarily.
“Good girl, Luna. You’re so good at that. Keep going.” His voice is tight, but the fist in my hair is gentle. “Take me in, sweetheart.”
I hum in response, delighting in how he jerks a little at the vibration.
My saliva mixes with his precum, making it easier to slide my lips over his shaft, but it still feels strange, almost alien, in my mouth. He doesn’t push me to go too deep, and I’m too afraid to gag. The musky scent lingers, making my head spin, but the more I do it, the more I crave it.
His breathing grows ragged, and I can feel his heart pounding through his cock, pulsing in time with mine. The realization that I have this much control over him, that I can bring him to the edge with just my mouth, sends a thrill through me.
I increase my pace, sliding my lips over him faster, using my tongue to tease the sensitive underside of his shaft, wrapping my fingers around the base of him, stroking what doesn’t fit inside my mouth. He groans, his hips bucking, and I know I’m doing something right. It’s intoxicating.
My own fingers find their way between my legs, stroking the wetness there as I work him with my mouth. I’m so close, and he hasn’t even touched me.
“Stop. His command is abrupt, and I pull back, his cock sliding out with a soft, wet pop. His breathing is harsher than ever, his eyes glittering with need. “Stand up, Luna. I want to see you.”
My hands tremble as I stand, facing him. My legs are weak, my body on fire. Lucas’s eyes roam over me, taking in every inch, lingering on my breasts, my thighs, the damp fabric of my underwear.
“Take that off, slowly. His voice is a husky whisper, and I shiver, my hands shaking as I reach behind me to hook my fingers beneath my panties. Slowly, I tug them down, my thighs clenching as the cool air hits my overheated skin.
“Beautiful.” He leans forward, sliding his hands up my legs to cup my ass, pulling me towards him. I straddle his lap with as much grace as I can musterwhich isn’t muchbut his groans in my ear tell me I’m not doing terribly.
His cock brushes against my ass, hot and velvety.
His lips touch my ear, the breath of his words making me shiver. “You’re so responsive, my little Luna. It’s adorable. Tell me what you want.”
I bite my lip, shy even as my need burns. “I want you, Lucas.
His hands tighten on my ass, his thumbs stroking over the plump flesh. “So sweet, Luna. You’re my perfect mate.”
His praise sends another wave of heat through me, and I moan, pressing closer to him, lifting my hips in invitation. “Lucas, please”
“I know, baby. I can smell how much you need me. He nips at my neck, sucking another mark onto my skin as I writhe against him. Finally, his hands grip my hips and he lifts me, the warm head of his cock settling against my core.
I could cry with how relieved I am to finally have him there, only for him to keep me lifted as he trails kisses down my collarbone and over my left breast, drawing my nipple into his mouth.
It’s amazing. It’s all wonderful. It’s great.
Except I want to scream because I just want him inside already, even as my back arches for him to suck harder.
“Lucas!” His name is more of a sob than a word.
I’m moaning. Thrashing, really.
God, I want to be but the words stick in my throat. He’s killing me, making me feel like this, but not giving me my release.
My back arches as he caresses my spine, his mouth ravaging my breasts in the best way.
I whimper.
I can’t form any other words, can’t say anything coherent. Can’t say please, beg him to let me go. to slide down on his cock and take him inside me. I can’t say any of it. All I can do is make desperate, pleading sounds as he continues to tease and torture me..
He groans against my nipple, nipping at it sharply. “God, Ava. You’re so fucking beautiful,”
I shudder at his words, at the way his low growl makes my inner walls flutter. He drags his lips across my shoulder, and I can feel his cock, the broad tip pulsing with his heartbeat, dragging through the slick folds of my core. But he won’t breach me.
*Please, please, please,” I chant, writhing in his arms. “I can’t. I can’t. Lucas!”
He groans, pressing firmer into me, and suddenly, his hands are both wrapped around me, pushing down on my hips, lowering me onto him.