Filed to story: Luna Lovette and Alpha Kodak Story
It wasn’t that she had never done it before. It was just that whenever she had done it in the past it had been while she was the dominant figure in the relationship. Giving a guy a blowjob when she was supposed to be mostly submissive seemed like something else altogether, in which case it surprised her that she was even considering it. Just as it surprised her that as much as the wolves in Nick’s pack were great and as much as she could see herself being happy here if they accepted her, that didn’t make her feel as relieved and excited as it should. No, because she would miss Kodak and his pack.
She really had thought she was being careful not to get comfortable in the pack, knowing that her stay would be a short one. But with them being so warm and fun – with the exception of a few – and seeing her as more than a healer who was rather inconveniently latent, it was damn hard to keep an emotional distance from these people and the situation itself.
If she was honest with herself – which she really didn’t want to be – she had also stupidly gotten a little too comfortable in her temporary mating with Kodak. His heavy masculinity bounced off the impression of a hard individual, but she had come to see that there was more to him than that. Sure he could be aggressive, sullen and psychotic, but he had demonstrated that he could also be attentive, reassuring, gentle, and even indulgent – or at least he could be with her. Not to mention how his sexual appetites matched her own. Without realising it, she had somehow fallen a little into the fantasy of their mating even though she had resisted the urge to mark him. How shitty was that.
“It’s almost midnight,” announced Nick as he stood. “Ceremony’s about to start.”
Lovette frowned when she noticed how Kodak was scowling at the Alpha. Sure Kodak was pretty antisocial with ninety nine percent of the population – she was working on that with him – but when he scowled at someone like that it usually meant they had pissed him off.
Having made a mental note to ask Kodak about it later, she rose to her feet and pulled him with her to join the loose circle that the pack had made around the mated pair in the clearing. She snuggled back into Kodak as he pressed against her back and locked his arms around her. As always, she never felt squashed or suffocated by his huge body. He made her feel safe and protected.
At exactly midnight Nick began to speak the ritual words that called to the full moon to bless the mating. She had been a witness at several of these ceremonies in the past and the intensity of the sacred event never failed to amaze her. Although the ritual words didn’t hold any particular power and the ceremony was a case of the mates demonstrating to each other just how committed they were and wanting to celebrate that, the whole thing still gave her goose bumps and stirred her wolf.
What affected Lovette most, however, was witnessing the succession of intense emotions that flittered across the mated pair’s faces. To be loved, adored and worshipped like that by the person you loved in turn had to be the most amazing thing in the world. And it was something she would never have. She only ever experienced the tiniest twinge of jealousy. It was impossible not to be happy for those people who had found it. For a moment she wondered what it would be like to have that with Kodak but quickly dismissed the dumb thought.
“What do you think they’ll do?” he whispered into her ear.
She knew what he was asking. It was traditional that mates celebrated the ceremony by having sex, and whereas most preferred to do so in the privacy of their home after the party, there were some who gave in to their exhibitionistic urges and had sex beneath the full moon regardless of who may be there to watch.
She whispered her response. “Well, I only spoke to Lena a couple of times but she seems pretty shy so I can’t see her wanting to get down and dirty with her mate in front of everyone. Then again, it’s the quiet ones you have to look out for.” Knowing how dominant and possessive his wolf was, she said, “I don’t have to ask what you’d prefer.”
“Oh?”
“You’d love the idea of everyone watching. You’re quite the exhibitionist, even for a shifter.”
Kodak merely shrugged. “We all have our kinks. Want to know what I think? I think you’d like having people watch while I pin you down and fuck you.”
Ignoring the flutter in her stomach, she replied, “Wishful thinking on your part, Kodak.”
“You’d like people seeing what a good girl you are for me, how well you take my cock.” And he’d love for others to see it. Not in this place around all these strange wolves he didn’t know or trust, but he couldn’t resist teasing her with the idea.
“Careful, you’re at risk of disappearing into La La Land.”
“So if I slipped my finger inside you right now, you wouldn’t be wet?”
“Nope,” she lied easily.
He inhaled deeply. “I can smell your arousal, Lovette. I can sense it. Just to be sure…”
Feeling his hand discretely snaked behind her she hissed, “Kodak, don’t you dare.”
“Shh, be still. Unless you want everyone to turn and watch. I don’t mind.” He delved beneath her dress, slid her thong aside and slipped his finger inside her. He groaned as her muscles tightened around his finger. “Nice and wet, just like I knew you’d be.”
“Remove your hand right now.”
“This pussy is mine, remember. I get to play with it whenever I want.”
“You -“
“Shh,” he murmured again as he withdrew his finger and wrapped both arms around her middle again. “Do you really think I’d let down my guard around all these strange wolves when you’re mine to protect? Now, on the other hand, if we’d been on our own territory surrounding by our own pack well then…” He let the sentence trail and smiled as he sensed her arousal spike. He knew she’d never admit that the idea turned her on.
“And so,” said Nick, “do you, Robert, and you, Lena, enter this mating with your body, mind, heart and soul?”
“I do,” they said in unison.
Nick then blessed the mating using a string of Latin words that Kodak didn’t have a hope of understanding. He couldn’t help frowning as Lena kissed her mate before then biting his unmarked shoulder, branding him for all to see. The one thing that his own little mate had never done – though she’d have every right considering how many damn times he had done it to her – was leave her brand on him. Although she had scratched him and nipped him plenty of times, she had never marked him. His wolf keenly felt the absence of that mark; he didn’t understand why she hadn’t branded him. Neither did Kodak.
He knew that she wanted to, knew that her wolf was pushing her to act on the basic urge to mark her male. Lovette’s resistance had to be pissing her wolf off and making her feel insecure in the mating. Yet, Lovette was fighting her. Much like he’d been fighting his own wolf from the beginning, he mused. So maybe he hadn’t been the only one of them who had been battling emotions they didn’t understand. Or maybe he had found his way into La La Land.
“I was right,” whispered Lovette, “she’s too shy to have an audience. Come on, let’s eat, I’m starving.”
Shoving his thoughts aside, Kodak allowed her to lead him to the large table beneath the canopy where a huge feast was set out. Although the ceremonies were considered to be sacred and solemn, the after-party was always jubilant and lively – the general plan being to dance, eat and get ridiculously drunk. Seen as neither he nor Lovette were particularly good at dancing, they stuck to stuffing their faces with food and gulping down plenty of beer – though not too much considering Kodak needed to drive them home.
He really didn’t want to like these people who would soon take Lovette away from him – or at least that was how he saw it – but a part of him could admit that they seemed to be pretty okay people. If he was going to lose her to another pack then this was a fairly decent one for her to join. The only wolf he couldn’t be too sure about was her uncle. The tall, bald guy had purposely avoided Kodak the entire time they were there. Several times Lovette had tried to introduce him, but Don always managed to artfully dodge her. Kodak didn’t particularly care, though he didn’t like that it was upsetting Lovette.
That meant that when the party ended at six in the morning and Don finally approached him while Lovette was saying goodbye to the pups, Kodak really wasn’t in the mood to take any shit. And of course Don happened to have some shit to throw at him.
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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