The Banished Luna

Chapter 11

Georgia didn't care what Geneva though. Alpha Rhys was her past and Avi was her future.

The feeling of Avi's hands on her body filled her with the kind of pleasure that she had only dreamed of. She thought she had loved Rhys, but nothing could compare to the love of a fated mate. My mate... she thought. Finally I found my true mate!

Georgia was acutely aware of his hand slowly moving downwards, caressing her thigh. It didn't go any further though.

"Please..." She wanted him to make her explode. She'd been so lonesome; so isolated in the barren tundra. She arched her back a little more, and opened her legs a little wider, hoping he'd take the hint.

"It is ok?" He asked. He looked at her longingly like a starving man placed in front of a banquet. In his lap, his erection was once more fully at attention. She wondered what she had been afraid of...

"Let me go first" She winked at him.

His starving-man stare instantly turned into the joy of a kid in a candy store. Georgia laughed and kneeled in front of him, taking his shaft in her hand. The pale, soft skin was smooth in her hand, and he twitched as she ran the tip of her tongue along its length, base to tip. His scent of pine and smoke was deepened with musk and clean sweat, and it flooded her senses, firing sparks all over her skin. She swirled around the head and then took as much of it into her mouth as she could, gripping the rest in her hands.

Avi grunted as she encased his whole member and began to slide up and down. It had been months since he'd been touched like this.

She continued for several minutes before suddenly releasing her mouth and taking one of his balls into her mouth. She continued to pump his shaft with her hand as she gently mouthed the globe.

"Ahhh fuck...." Avi clutched the wooden bench. Shock and pleasure flooded his body as Georgia's unexpected move took him off-guard.

She stopped. "Are you ok? I can stop if you want" She smirked.

His toes curled and uncurled as he squirmed in his seat and moaned "No...no...do not stop." He took her head into his hands and tried to guide it back toward his throbbing c**k. "Please..."

She slipped out of his grasp and leaned slightly back. Avi resumed stroking himself, grunting and panting, his voice edged with desperation. "Fuck...fuck..."

Georgia watched for a few moments, pleased with the effects of her efforts. She guessed these old-world wolves were pretty sexually tame. Avi was hunched over, his strokes getting faster and faster, one hand still resting uneasily on Georgia's head. His eyes were squeezed shut, his blonde bangs curtained over his face.

She enjoyed the show, but didn't want him to suffer too long. In one swift motion, she removed his hand and replaced it with her mouth, keeping the same speed, but adding firm sucking pressure. Avi cried out as her tongue stoked him while she sucked. It didn't take long until he came with a final loud groan.

Avi's warm essence spurted onto the back of her throat, again and again, but she didn't release him, or stop sucking. Not until the previously stiff shaft started to soften and he winced with post-coital sensitivity. Only then did she let him slip from her mouth, leaving an opaque glaze on her lips.

The young man slumped backwards onto the bench, sweating much more than the sauna alone would have induced. "That was...I do not have the words."

Georgia laughed out loud and wiped her mouth. "Do the she-wolves here not suck d**k?"

"Of course! But not like that" He stayed in his splayed and deflated position, savouring the feeling of release, before stratching and sitting up. "Oh, I have neglected our sauna!"

The steam had all but dissipated from the hut, and goosebumps spread over Georgia's skin as her body registered the slight drop in temperature.

Georgia, still on her knees, watched the future Alpha of Snowbright pack cross the room and casually toss some logs into the stove and splash a ladle of water on the heated rocks. Bedraggled blond locks plastered to his face and a stream of whitish ooze dripped down one leg. He certainly didn't look like an Alpha, not like the ones she was used to anyhow.

"What?" He asked, smiling.

"You're so handsome." She swiped a finger over his thigh and popped it into her mouth, savouring the salty musroomy taste of her man's most intimate flavour. Right in front of her face, his c**k twitched. "Oh, you like that, do you?" She jokingly addressed his half-hard member. She made a move towards it, but he backed away.

"No no" He laughed. "It is your turn!" He grabbed a fresh towel and wiped the results of his pleasure from her face, then his own lap. "Lie down. Now."

Georgia was surprised. There was an authority in his voice she'd not heard yet. Not that she'd know him long. The mate bond made it feel like she'd know him forever, even though it had been an hour, maybe two? His gentle face and lean body held the potential for leadership equal to any muscle-bound Alpha from home.

"Yes, Alpha..." She smiled seductively and pulled herself from the floor. Two slow deliberate steps brought her to the bench, where she draped herself across the fragrant cedar beams.

Avi seemed a little taken aback that she used a title that was not yet his, but soon caught on to her game.

"If I am Alpha, what does that make you?" His eyes flashed with mischief behind the authority.

Georgia cast her eyes demurely downwards, then looked up to meet his gaze. "What do you want me to be?"

Slowly, he moved towards the bench and parted her legs, revealing a flash of moist pink from between her dark curls.

"I want you to be my goddess." His expression was playful, earnest. Avi wanted to worship her as he worshipped the mother of them all.

With the delicacy of a guitarist fingering his strings, he brushed his fingers over her mound, playing with the whispy curls. She shivered, it almost tickled. But then, he slipped a finger through and softly flicked her c**t.

Georgia gasped and arched her back. "Isn't that blasphemy?" She giggled between panting breaths.

"I will not tell Her if you will not." He winked and slid his finger inside her.

"Ahhh..." Georgia moaned. "Then is this your tribute?"

"Yes, my goddess...a sacrifice I gladly make." He slipped another finger in and curled them upwards.

In the back of Georgia's mind, Geneva's ears pricked up.