The Claimed Promise

Mated and Marked

Of the six remaining, the first to speak up are those that I assume to be Liam’s parents.

“Future Queen Luna, my name is Elyon, current beta, and my wife here is Arryna. Please, accept our apology for our daughter, Claudia. We did not raise her in this manner, and we hope, through Liam and ourselves, you’ll see we do not challenge you or your position.” Both of their heads bow in submission and as a sign of respect.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, even if it isn’t on the best of circumstances. Allow me to assure you that I do not hold what a child does against their family. Sometimes, even with the best upbringing, people can drift away from what’s right when their own moral compass was never set correctly. I strongly believe that Claudia’s drive to be in power is not a reflection of anyone but her own selfish personality.” A soft expression has formed on my face as I reassure the couple.

Samara’s mother is next to step forward and address me. “As my future daughter in law, I wish we were all meeting on better circumstances. Since that isn’t the case, my name is Sylia and this is my husband, your future father-in-law, Heinrik. We’re both absolutely thrilled to meet you and truly hope that, even with the circumstances, we can all grow together as a family.” The current Queen Luna bows her head to me in respect and I can’t help but try to stop her.

“Well, as my future parents-in-law, I, Kora Cybil, future Queen Luna, grant you permission to slap future Queen Alpha, Samara Delmor, upside the head as many times as you both deem necessary.” A laugh escapes my lips as I bow my head to them, and the sound of muffled laughter is a welcome change to my ears before it is quickly silenced.

“I, future Queen Alpha, Samara Delmor, accept this slap aside the head to prove to future Queen Luna, Kora Cybil, that I made mistakes and want this to change and work.” Samara’s declaration catches everyone off guard, and for a moment, I stand there silent, caught off guard like the rest.

Arezu pushes our body forward and soon we’re standing inches apart from our mate. It’s now her turn to be surprised and before she can say anything or respond, our lips smash against hers. Samara’s arms quickly wrap around my waste and pull me tighter against her body as she deepens the kiss between us.

Before anything can go further, the sound of Samara’s father clearing his throat brings us both back to reality. “Well, perhaps we should consider having dinner together? Seeing as you’re no longer on trial and as the King, I pardon you of all indiscretions you were accused of.” The nonchalant sentencing brings a smile to my face, and I quickly leave Samara’s side to hug Heinrik. “Thank you so much for this.” Heinrik returns my hug and then soon releases me so that we can part ways.

“Dinner will be in two hours. We look forward to seeing you two there together.” His smile reaches his eyes and it’s easy to tell he’s happy the fighting has stopped for the moment.

Even though Arezu has forgiven Yuri, that doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven Samara and I make it known as soon as we’re in the elevator.

“Do not misunderstand the kiss earlier. Arezu has forgiven Yuri because he had nothing to do with the human sided decisions. I will not be forgiving you that easily and you should count yourself lucky that I didn’t reject you.” The elevator tings at our floor and I stomped out towards my door. Before I even reach the handle, my body is lifted from the ground, and I’m slung over Samara’s shoulder. She made quick work of the distance to her room and the lock on her door. As soon as we entered, she kicked the door shut behind her and marched me over to the bed where she easily tossed me down. My heart rate accelerated as we stared at each other, our eye contact never breaking even as she made quick work of the buttons on her shirt.

Samara stands before me with her shirt open revealing a black bra holding her perfect breasts in place. It feels like a fire has been lit between my legs, and my body aches to not only touch hers, but to feel her touch. Rather than give into my primal urges, I do everything I can to fight them.

“Do you really think I’ll just give in because you took your shirt off? Whatever this is, isn’t going to happen.” I try to sound as confident as possible, but my voice wavers at the end and I know Samara has caught it.

A mischievous look has spread across her face as she continues to undress until she’s standing in only her panties and bra. My body betrays me and the warm sensation between my legs increases as the smell of my arousal fills the room. Samara stalks towards me on the bed and within a second, she has pounced onto me, pinning my hands above my head.

“The smell of your arousal is driving me insane, but I won't force this onto you. If you don’t want this, just be honest with me and I’ll stop.” Sincerity is laced in every word and for a moment, I do consider telling her to get off of me, but my body aches for her as warmth and tingles spread from our close contact.

“Even with everything that has happened, I still want you and I need you, Samara. Please, keep going.” I pushed my body tightly against hers, and that’s all it takes. Samara pulls my clothes off of me as fast as she can and soon both our nude bodies are pinned together. Loud moans escape my mouth as our bodies grind against each other’s, our legs intertwined and the warmth of her core presses against my thigh as our lips lock together. As another moan loudly escapes, her tongue invades my mouth and begins to explore every inch. Our tongues begin to fight for dominance as our bodies continue to rub against one another in a hungry desperation before I finally slip my hand down to her soaking core. My fingers strategically massaged her swollen c**t eliciting a soft growl of pleasure from Samara.

“Oh no you don’t, my beautiful Luna. If either of us is cumming first, it’s you.” Within a second, Samara has separated our bodies and my legs are over her shoulders. Her lips make contact with the most sensitive inner part of my thighs as she trails kisses and nips down to my throbbing p***y. Within a few moments, her tongue begins to explore not only my soaking core, but also my swollen c**t.

Samara makes quick work of separating my c**t from the protective hood and her tongue beings it’s assault. “Stop, Samara. If you keep going like this, I’ll c*m, and I want us to c*m together for the first time.”

The moaning has stopped as silence envelopes us and Samara’s hot breath engulfs my pulsating p***y. “Fine. If you want us to c*m together, I can make that happen.” Within seconds, Samara has turned her body and my mouth eagerly greets her dripping core as her mouth once again engulfs my own. Our position brings a bright blush to my face, but there’s no time to further consider it as both our tongues greedily lap at each other’s clits. Each expert flick of her tongue brings me closer to the edge, and by the loud moans emanating from Samara, I can tell she’s close too. What feels like only seconds goes by and I feel my body explode in pleasure, loud moans quickly escape my mouth but the sound is muffled. My muffled moans get louder as the sound of Samara’s own loud muffled moans filled the room and I feel her body tighten. We both c*m together, greedily lapping and sucking up the other’s juices while pleasure overtakes us. Arezu takes over as we both c*m and gives me the strength to push Samara off of us so that we can turn and face her head on. Our canines extend and instantly I sink them into the spot on her neck where our mark belongs. Samara gasps in pain and pleasure as we mark her as our own and her canines quickly extend to penetrate my skin. For a moment, there’s pain, but it is quickly replaced by pleasure. We both release each other and lap the others skin to stop any bleeding and I feel our thoughts and feelings become one.

“You are now mine, Kora. No matter where you are or where I am, we will be able to communicate. Kora, my beautiful Luna Queen, I love you.”

Samara’s delicate words bring tears to my eyes. “I love you too, Samara.”