My stepsister as my Luna

Chapter Five

His lips crashed against hers in a sizzling hot kiss. She gasped in shock, pleasure erupting through her body. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as her eyes fluttered shut. His lips ignited a burning desire within her and her lips moved in sync with his. He pushed her up against the nearest wall, pressing his body against her, and he was rewarded with a soft moan.

His hard chest crushed against her breast, his hands cupping her face. She tasted way better than he had imagined, and, goddess, he hadn’t been wrong, she was f*****g delicious. A low groan escaped him as he throbbed against her stomach, his tongue running along her plush lips, his hands travelling to her breast making Ava suddenly freeze. Her heart thundering in her chest she summoned all her strength and pushed him away, but he only grabbed on tighter.

“What are we doing?” she asked out of breath pleasure running up and down her spine. He kissed her and she liked it. This is wrong. We are family…

Marco licked his lips looking at her, She had kissed him back. That was the only thing that was going through his mind. She bit her bottom lip with half a smile.

“I wanted to do this for so long, you drove me crazy…” he said, trying to contain his emotions. Her cheeks were flushed despite the glare she was giving him.

“WOW! That was amazing,” she said after which she realized this is so wrong. “We’re siblings!” She hissed.

“Stepsiblings. We’re not related,” he reminded her sharply. Their eyes met and Marco stepped toward her. He grazed her arm with two of his fingers softly. Then he walked away from her, taking a seat on the bench

Unsure of what to do Ava walked to him and sat next to him. “Still, we’ve grown up as siblings!” She said, her mind a mess. All she could think about was that kiss, but it was so wrong. What was even going through his mind?

“I never saw you as my sister and I could never understand why, but now I do. I have always had a crush on you and I have just come to realize it after you left for training.” He said putting his head in his hands.

She stood up from the bench and walk around the gym.

“Ava, calm down… it was just a kiss,” Marco said, he knew she was a little reckless and her temper was wild.

“Brothers don’t kiss sisters!” She snapped.

“Chill… why are you so angry? Is it because you liked it?” He asked crossing his arms. She froze, her face paling. He watched her - he was sure she had… if she said yes… then

What? No, she was right, this was a f*****g mess…

“I am not one of your play things Marco. I will not stand to be treated like that. You will get over this just like you do with every other girl that you f****d. And me… well I will be the one left broken.” She said ager filling her

“Ava I know that I do not have a good reputation with girls but you are not any other girl,” Marco said but Ava did not listen she stormed out of the gym. “AVA!” Marco yells after her. She runs to her bedroom as fast as she can and locked the door behind her.

“I need to get over this s**t…” Ava said as she flopped on her bed. What had happened? Why had he kissed me? Does he find me attractive?

Questions were swirling in her head and she had no proper answers. Whatever happened should not have, no matter how good it had felt. She was glad she had pushed him away before she got turned on and he smelt it.

She stood up from her bed and looked around her room. It had three plain white walls and one feature wall of flower wallpaper. White curtains with silver and bedding stood out against the plush grey carpet. There were pops of silver and gold around the room in the form of some ornaments, some cushions, and her beanbag near her bookshelf.

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He entered the bathroom, looking at the door that led to her room. He took a shower and decided to avoid her for the rest of the day, he would see her at her welcome home party and try to talk to her there. Oh wait, it was taking place here in the mansion gardens. Groaning at himself he put his head under the water.

All he could do is try to fix things but it will not be easy.

Evening fell soon enough. Emilia had spent the day making welcoming food for Ava and Freya had been all hyper, helping the other pack members with the party décor. Ava had tastefully spent the afternoon in town with some of her friends.

Marco was now getting dressed, knowing that any minute now his best friend Angelo would come running in. As if on cue, the door banged open and there he was. “So, how do I look? Think your sister will fall for me?” He asked, making Marco tense.

Not wanting him to see that he is jealous. “I do not know if you are her type bro,” Marco responded. “Are you saying I’m not good enough?” Angelo

Complained as he stomped over to the bed and dropped himself onto it

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“No, I’m just saying he’s a f**k boy, and you’re hot - he won’t be able to resist,” Ava said curtly, wondering why he actually never had been with Clary. He had slept with more than half the females around.

“Ouch! I see you two are still not on the best of terms,” Clary said. Ava shrugged.

“He’s an asshole,” she said standing up. Dressed in a leather skirt that emphasized her curves and red lace, a high-necked, full sleeve top that was tucked into her skirt that showed off her red lace bra, the one she had on the day of the accident just another color. On her feet she wore 5-inch black heels, and red lips Finishing off with some dangly earrings, she did a small twirl for Clary.

“So, how do I look?” She asked. Ava raised an eyebrow.

“8, you look like you are about to go catch a man for the night. Are you sure you do not want me to set you up?”

“I’m sure Thank you.” Ava replied, satisfied. An 8 from Clary meant she looked good.

“Now come on, this 10 needs to wow a certain alpha.” Clary motioned to herself. Both girls paid for their cloths and left the shop and Ava locked the doors behind them in the car, wanting to be safe.

They entered the mansion garden where music was playing loudly. A dance floor had been set up to one side and lights scattered the garden. A buffet was set up to the left and a bar on the right. Some tables were set out, where some of the elder wolves were sat chatting. Ava smiled seeing Antonio’s mother Sofia sitting and talking to the family, and went over. She always liked the woman, she was honest, straightforward and the best part - she never took anyone’s crap

“Grandma Sofia!” Ava yelled, surprising the woman as she hugged her from behind. Sofia smiled slightly but then gave her a frown, patting her arm.

“What have I told you about trying to scare me like that?” She asked with a huff. Ava looked at her amused.

“Oh, come on grandma that was not on purpose” she said as she crouched down next to the woman and looked up at her. “So, mom told me you have not been here since I left for training, why is that?”

“Has that father of yours asked me to come?” She growled. Ava sighed, Sofia never saw eye to eye with her son and Ava had no idea what the full story behind that was. Sofia was also one of the rare elder wolves who did approve of Emilia, and Ava was sure it was one of the reasons the pack at least tolerated them.

“I’m sure dad’s been busy, but now that Marco is talking over he will have more time. How about this? This coming Sunday, I’m inviting you, and I’ll officially cook for you too. You know I’m an amazing cook,” Ava said. She felt sorry for the woman, her husband and youngest son were killed in a rogue attack years ago and she only had Antonio left. Sofia hid a smile and simply waved her hand as the other women at the table watched with smiles on their faces.

“Well fine, since you’re insisting, but only if you make desert too. I haven’t had a good pudding in ages” She teased.

“Perfect, I will inform mum.” Ava said, standing up.

Shame you’re not still squatting, I liked the view a lot. Marco’s voice came in her head. Turning as he approached, she frowned at him, Sofia had the same expression on her face.

“Here he is, my grandson who does not even visit his grandmother,” she grumbled. “What’s the matter grandma, have you missed this sexy face of mine. He asked her, making Ava resist a smile as the three elderly she- wolves laughed

“No I do not know what you are talking about I do not see anything behind that big ego of yours!” Sofia huffed.

Marco simply smirked as he brushed past Ava, trying not to notice how sexy she looked. A lot of the single she- wolves had decked up and wore the tiniest dresses they could without it being deemed a top. But here she was stealing his f*****g attention. It irked him.

“I’m sure Ava here annoyed you, didn’t she?” Marco teased, although his grandmother loved Ava as her own.

“Of course not, she’s nothing like you or your old man.” Sofia continued on. Marco’s eyes never leaving Ava. His gaze on her as if he would do anything to get her.

She looked at Marco and had to admit he looked good in a black button-down shirt with a few buttons open and sleeves rolled up. A necklace hung around his neck paired with blue ripped jeans and black sneakers. The kiss from earlier came to mind and she looked away quickly. He saw it and began to feel bad about what had happened this morning at the gym and he really wanted to make everything better.

Ava can I please speak to you? He asked through the mind link his voice sounds soft and gentle and he really looked upset for a moment, but then Ava realized that he will never change. She did not respond to his request. “So can I have a dance with you?” Marco asked he looked at Ava holding out his hand towards her “Oh yes I thought you never asked.” A voice said behind them.

Ava knew exactly who it was before she even turned around Anna, the pack slut to be precise. With her blond hair, extra-long nail, Botox-filled lips, heavy false lashes, and breasts that were plastic thanks to her three boob jobs, she was the life-sized Barbie from hell. Dressed in the tiniest red dress one could find her makeup was much that her lashes actually got stuck.

“Um…” Marco seemed lost for words. Ava smiled seeing him lost for words. Unlike Isabella, that thought he was asking her and that he liked it. Ava could see the truth.

“Hell no…” Marco said, his gorgeous eyes still a little wide. He smirked at Ava, who was enjoying the scene. Slinging an arm around her shoulders, he smiled at the girls. “Forgive me ladies, but I was asking Ava to dance with me… we have a lot to catch up on, wouldn’t you agree, sis?”

Ava’s heart was hammering, her eyes wide. She never thought he would ask her and to deny the other girls, shocked her. Marco simply smirked. Taking her wrist he pulled her towards the dance floor, leaving the other two she-wolves speechless.