My stepsister as my Luna

Chapter Three

Ava’s heart thundered in her chest as Marco pulled away slowly. “I am sorry…” He said a little sad but out of breath but not disappointed at all.

Ava bit her lower lip as he looked away trying to catch her breath. She stood upright and took his hand Her reply sounded like a substitute regular regardless of the loopy storm in her head. f**k! He smelt my arousal! “Thank you.”

They each shifted and Marco looked at her in surprise. It was not only her lovely white fur that stood out; however, she was large - over four and a half feet tall. That was the size of an average alpha. She saw his curious gaze.

How the f**k are you so big? He asked through the mind link.

“Can we talk about it at home?” Came her now not-so-beneficial reply as she broke into a run and ran in the direction of home as quickly as possible. He gave a wolfish grin, his wolf enjoying the concept of playing chase with a female. He ran after her, impressed with her speed, as he followed keeping up with her, he had to quicken his very own pace. It was not like chasing an ordinary wolf, that was something an alpha wolf may want to do with ease.

He brushed against her as he loved her forever. She was caught by surprise by his action. They ran playfully. Nibbling and rubbing against each other.

He grunted as she nudged into him. She grabbed onto his neck with her jaw and each tumbled down the hill, laughing in their heads. Foul play there, baby girl! His mocking voice came, making her heart pound. He licked her face to show he cares. She liked it.

“Are you two done?” A male voice asked, laughing heartily. Both wolves looked up to see they had reached pack borders and none other than the alpha stood there. They both stood up from the ground as one of the wolves accompanying the alpha tossed them both some clothes. Both took them in their mouths and went behind some trees.

Ava’s side still ached, though the bleeding had lessened. Being an alpha-blooded, hybrid, she-wolf, she healed quicker than the everyday wolf and she was positive Marco had helped. A blush faintly dusted her cheeks, but she schooled her face into passiveness before she walked over to the place Marco was standing with his father. Although both men were over six feet, Marco is the bigger one.

“Ah, there you are. Welcome home, honey!” Antonio the Alpha of the pack said as he grabbed her and hugged her tightly.

“Glad to be back dad,” Ava responded.

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Marco’s heart is pounding. What just happened? I have never felt anything like this for someone. This can not be happening.

As they made their way back to the mansion Ava suddenly stopped and then Antonio saw the blood running down her leg.

“What happened?” Antonio asked both worried and angry at the same time.

“We had been attacked that is why the car is damaged.”

“By who? Was it rogues?” Antonio asked while picking up Ava

“Yes, dad it was rogues,” Ava answered glaring at Marco who raised an eyebrow at her.

Not now… please, I’ll explain later, she pleaded through the link.

“I already asked Dante to pick up the car, and we killed two of the rogues so I do not think they will be coming back,” Marco said.

“You should have protected her son, but we need to take her to the doctor now!” He said as he rushed off into the woods with Ava in his arms.

After the doctor examined her and treated her wound, they regarded home. “Your mother will be so happy to see you, honey,” Antonio said as they entered the mansion.

“Ava! Your home.” Freya yelled while running to her big sister for a hug. “Hey sis, I missed you so much, and I brought some presents for you,” Ava replied

Ava greeted everyone but Marco was no were to be seen. Ava had showered, putting on black skinny jeans and a red blouse. The smell of freshly cooked chicken, roasted potatoes, freshly baked bread, stuffed peppers, and lasagne wafted into her room. She loved her mother’s cooking. The joys of being in an Italian family are the food, it always made her feel at home. Thinking to herself

She heard the creak of the wood floorboards before her bedroom and she knew someone is going downstairs. It was a giant house, with 6 bedrooms, four bathrooms, an office, two lounges, a game room, a gym room in the basement, a kitchen, and a dining room. It is a first-class ancient Italian style brick construction with aluminium windows

There is a knock on the door. “Come in” Ava replied. It is Emilia “Are you, okay honey?” She asked Ava. “Yes, mum I am, I will be down in a sec,” she replied

“If you see Marco tell him dinner is ready, I have not seen him yet,” Emilia said as she exited Ava’s room.

Ava headed down the stairs to the kitchen and Marco is still not home. She wondered if it has anything to do with what has happened. “Honey, how are you feeling?” Antonio asked as she reached the kitchen. “I am fine dad really.” She replied as she kissed him on the head.

“Attention seeker,” Freya said.

Just then Marco entered the room. He is not even looking at Ava. ‘Maybe I was just one of his playthings that he wanted to try out.’ She thought to herself.

“Freya doesn’t be mean to your sister,” Emilia said.

“Ignore her mom,” she stated knowing they usually picked on her. “I thought you and Marco may have placed your misunderstandings aside, but it looks not.”

“That won’t ever happen,” Ava huffed as she took her seat. Marco took a seat right next to her, she felt the tension between them.

“Siblings. What can I say? You’re both headstrong.” Ava didn’t reply feeling a sense of guilt filling her, she didn’t see Marco in a brotherly way at all…

“Barbosa! Freya shouted. Ava closed her eyes and sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Shut the hell up, Frey!” She snapped back, hating the nicknames her sister had for her.

“You know if you wore an eyepatch you would look like Barbosa with the way you walk….” Frey’s voice sounded sarcastic.

Everyone was seated at the table helping themselves to the delicious food Emilia prepared for them. “Ava you are on dish duty,” Emilia said after everyone ate. “Yes mother,” Ava replied and got up from her seat collecting the dishes from the table.

After she had cleaned the kitchen and cleared the table she head up to her bedroom, at the door of the mansion she saw Marco and Isabella standing in the door. “Ava you are home,” Isabella stated smiling sweetly, stopping Ava in her tracks. Marco turned, his gaze falling to her ideal peach, thinking, f**k, did she have to look this sexy, he will not deny it but she never looked this good. “Isabella nice to see you,” Ava replied with a sarcastic smile.

The girl stood leaning against the door frame, carrying a white leather-based mini dress that just about covers her private parts. Her lengthy tan legs are on display. Ava had to admit she was a stunning twenty-one-year-old, with her 5’8” height, long brown waves, and these big hazel eyes…

Marco was searching down at her with a smirk on his face, without a doubt flirting. Ava felt a pang of jealousy shoot through her as she frowned slightly, warding off her gaze, and stalked in the direction of the stairs.

“Yes, it is always nice to see her, isn’t it? Looking this sexy anyway,” he added, making Isabella blush and pat his chest playfully. Ava rolled her eyes.

“I know, she honestly is, however it’s your massive fat butt that is blocking my view.” She retorted, making Isabella smile.

“This ass is sexy. Wouldn’t you agree Isabella?” He asked as he played with a strand of her long brown hair.

“Definitely very sexy…” She answered, blushing. “Aw, how cute! Well, as an awful lot as I would love to stay and chat, I surely don’t desire to discuss Marco’s ass. Plus, I’m very tired,” Ava stated crossing her arms, solely making Marco’s eyes fall to her breasts for a split second. Isabella laughed.

“Then I won’t hold you. Nice seeing you, Ava.” “Mm…” Ava replied.

“Yeah, you must go get some beauty sleep, I assume that you don’t always look this good.” He snickered, making Ava flip and glare at him then she stormed off onto the stairs.

“Be nice to her, Marco.” She paused. “So… I’ll see you tonight?” Isabella requested in a flirtier tone.

“Sure, see you tonight. Leave your window open,” He whispered in her ear, kissing her jaw before stepping away. Isabella nodded before she walked off swaying her hips on purpose. Marco glanced at her thinking she had a fine ass, but thinking about Ava’s plan downable butt made his knees weak with desire for her. He glanced down at the front of his pants, adjusting them. He definitely needed to meet Isabella tonight to get rid of the desire he has. He thought himself as he made his way to the living room.

The whole family was there watching a movie even Ava came back and she took a seat next to Marco because it is the only one open. She had a very short pair of shorts on and a lose crop top. That was the close she slept in. Marco got a hardon by seeing her n****e stands through her top. He pulled a pillow onto his lap and pulled Ava down into his arm. She laid against him. It was nice for both of them. After the movie Ava had already fallen asleep.

Marco slowly picked her up and carried her to bed and tugged her in. he kissed her soft lips before he left. I really need to let go tonight. He thought to himself as he closed her bedroom door behind him then left to go to Isabella’s house, but he never made it to her house instead he found himself in a town bar. f**k, she was really f*****g messing with his mind…he paid his tab and head back to the mansion. He got undressed and got into the shower, his eyes not missing her toiletries that sat on the corner of the shower. His mind wandered to the image of her naked, he slammed his head against the bathroom wall thinking that she is really f*****g with his head. He wrapped his hand around his hardened shaft. Groaning, he sped up, imagining those sexy lace langerei on her. So lost in his thoughts, he didn’t realise the bathroom door from Ava’s room opened…

Very confused and sleepy Ava opened the bathroom door not hearing the shower water. When she saw the hot steam of the water, she realized that Marco is very naked in the shower, stroking himself. Her cheeks flushed, a small gasp escaping her. He was complete muscle, delicious, perfect muscle. She could feel her core throbbing as her gaze went lower, her heart thudding as she looked at the thick hard member in his hand. God never had she imagined it to be so… perfect…

FUCK she thought and ran out of the bathroom. He did not see her but he heard the bathroom door shut. s**t! Did she see me? He asked himself as he reached his climax and got out of the shower. The smell of her shower gel and shampoo made him angry at himself for feeling so vulnerable. He never felt that way about anyone ever. Am I falling in love?