The return of the Luna

A bond like no other...

The stranger to me that had burst in looked at me in surprise. Then he looked to Wyatt, "Sorry for interrupting," he said sheepishly, his cheeks turning pink, at the scene before him. Wyatt groaned and rolled off of me and stood up. "What's up, Chris?" He asked as he straightened himself out. Chris looked to me and back to Wyatt. "Perhaps we should talk in private?" He asked.

Wyatt shook his head and said cockily "anything you need to tell me you can say in front of my mate" the pride in his voice when he declared me his mate mate my insides melt and pool. I had never been so brazenly claimed, but then I had never been marked either, at least not in the traditional sense. In that moment, I longed for my mate to mark me, to claim me before all others. Wait, what? Why was I thinking like this? I never used to like the idea of bearing a mark. So why do I now? I shook my head and looked up to the boys. "Keep watch for now, but don't make any moves," Wyatt said as they were finishing their conversation. Oh crap I didn't even pay attention. I completely missed everything. At that moment, I heard nothing because I was so consumed with thoughts of my mate.

As Chris left with a slight bow, I found myself pondering confused as to why. I really should have focused myself more. I looked to Wyatt, and before I could even think to ask what that was all about, he pulled off his top and pulled me up from the floor, and lifted me up. In instinct, I wrapped my legs around him as he leaned down to resume kissing me. I deepend the kiss, tangling my fingers in his hair, gently tugging as he bit my lip, eliciting a moan from me and my body tingling all over. I hadn't even noticed we had moved towards the bed until my back was resting against the sheets.

He pulled away from our kiss, and I pouted, not wanting it to stop. He chuckled and sighed contentedly as he pushed my long silky brown hair from my face and neck. I shivered, wanting him to mark me right there and then. "I'm going to mark you if we don't stop," he softly mused as he traced my collar bone. "Mark me," I said as a smile lit up his face he continued to kiss me.

Delicious, delectable, divine none of these words could do him justice as I tasted him with every stroke of his tounge against mine, his hands roughly pulling me closer, the sheer dress I had on crumbling beneath his touch as he savoured the feel of each and every one of my curves as though committing them to memory.

He ripped the dress from me within seconds as he kissed down to my peaked breasts and took each n****e into his mouth, driving me wild as I felt myself grind against him, wanting more. Needing more. He pinned me with his pelvis, I felt him protruding against his jeans, the rough fabric giving me friction I so desperately wanted. As his other hand kneeded my other breast, the simulation drove me higher. He began to kiss down my body further, and I wanted nothing more than to remove his jeans and boxers. As if he read my mind, his hands left my body, removing his belt and in one swift move his jeans and boxers. As his member spang free, my mouth dropped, and fear flashed in my eyes. There's no way that would fit. Seeing my reaction, he caressed my face as he gently kissed me, don't worry, my love, I'll be gentle. He continued kissing me and I him as I traced my fingertips over his chest, and he started kissing down my body once again. His fingertips traced down my thighs and backed up teasing me achingly slowly. He teased me, further kissing around my core, building me up higher as my breathing became heavy with anticipation. As his tounge traced my molten core my back arched as I surrender to his wicked tounge and just when I thought it couldn't be any more pleasurable he inserted his finger tapping my spot my moans growing louder as I spiralled to the wave of orgasums he was giving me. The build-up had me soaked, but this. This was next level, and I was bursting beyond anything I had ever experienced. My entire body was vibrating and I wanted nothing more than to make Wyatt feel everything he had just made me feel and as he kissed his way back up to me I broke our kiss and trailed myself down his gorgeous toned body, tasting every inch of him, teasing him as he teased me hearing his soft moans encouraged me more as I grasped his length and tasted him sucking gently whilst cupping his stones in my hand, I took him deeper savouring his sweet taste wanting him more with every single moan. I looked to him as our eyes locked. I flicked my tongue against him as he entwined his fingers with mine. He growled huskily as I continued to take him deeper, and within moments, I was tasting his sweet seed weeping from him. Swallowing every single drop. As I crawled up his body, I kissed him again more urgent than before. In an instant, he rolled me and was on top, claiming my mouth and body with his. Standing instantly to attention once again as I wrapped my legs around him he teased my core with his tip and I felt my core pool once more wanting him inside me I dug my nails into his back as he kissed down my neck. I felt his teeth against the skin just above my collar bone and gasped at the sensations of pure electricity from his teeth against me. Within a second, he bit down, and a flash of pain was immediately replaced with indescribable pleasure as he entered me slowly, and I welcomed him and the fullness I had never known before. As I adjusted to his size he stilled and groaned "mark me my queen mark me" as he sealed his mark I felt my teeth elongate as I kissed his neck and when I found my spot I bit down as he thrust into me both of us moaning as I stopped biting and licked his mark I looked into his eye's seeing my passion for him reflected back at me. He kissed me as he continued to thrust into me slowly, gaining speed. Both of us were panting and moaning as our bodies glistened with the sweat of our love making and as I came undone for what felt like the hundredth time he joined me in my orgasum filling me with his seed. We lay like that until he was soft once more kissing, holding each other. After he rolled off, he cuddled into me, stroking my hair as we fell asleep. In those moments, I could feel my joy, my happiness, and my love for him, and I could also feel his joy, his happiness, and his love for me. Our bond was now complete both in spirit and now in body.