The Alpha King's Foreign Luna

Chapter 15

MARION POV



It was a few minutes since they had both left the Crest Lodge where they entrusted Zuki to the hands of Killian. They traveled back together alone, leaving the two other female security with the Alpha King’s men to be on guard outside. Although Killian placed a barrier surrounding the place, tight security was still instilled to protect both the Alpha King and his future Queen.

She was still deep in thoughts, her mind in disagreement. Of course, she still feels guilty for practically handing her unconscious and unwilling cousin straight into the hands of her mate. But, her logical mind is still convincing her that she was just following orders and it was probably best to get those two alone together to sort out Zuki’s indifference towards him.

Sitting side by side inside the SUV, Garren notices her depressed mood.

“Everything will work out fine.”

“I hope so too… I mean, he won't hurt her, right?

"Why would you think he would hurt his own mate?"

"I didn't mean it like that. Well... Zuki has never been in the company of another male except her family. I know how stubborn she is! She is the only female wolf I know who keeps on rejecting the mate bond! She will put up a fight if Killian forces her, and Killian being an Alpha King --you know how possessive they are!"

"Did she ever mention rejecting him?"

"She never really said it in words. But, why would she hide the fact from him that she knows their mates ? Or at least that's what I thought."

"Hmm... Maybe because, as you said, she was young back then. Don't you think she will come around when they get closer? You know she won't be able to resist the pull of the mate bond."

"Let's just hope the Moon Goddess really knows what she's doing mating those two. They are both strong forces to reckon with!"

"Uhuh." Garren looked and nodded at her in agreement. His concentration on the road while driving.

"Any news from the twins?"

"They arouse a few minutes after they were placed in the holding cells. If we delay a minute more..." He looked at her and shrugged his shoulders.

She breathed out a heavy sigh. "Did they resist? I mean to fight your men off or something?"

He furrowed his brows and looked at the road grimly. " They are very calm, surprisingly. But, we can't be certain for sure. We'll never know what's going on inside those two heads."

"Really? That's a bit odd. They have trained all their lives on protecting her. One will really wonder why they are

not trying to escape and look for her."

"Maybe they are just waiting. My men are keeping a close eye on them. I'll go see them personally once we get back to the packing house."

"I'll come with you. I'm sure they have a lot of questions for me. I want to confess to them personally, I think it will help me lessen my guilt."

He didn't say anything except nod his head at her. Seconds ticked past when she remembered Lana.

"Have you found Lana? She's been missing the whole night."

He pursed his lips and quickly glanced at her, thinking carefully before answering.

"Well...? Garren. Is she alright?"

"She spent the whole night with Prince Dexter..."

"What?! P-prince Dexter? How? Why?"

"Apparently. Their also mates!"

"Oh no! Really?! Zuki with Killian, now Lana and Dexter! This is getting a bit complicated."

She stayed silent for a few minutes. She was shocked at what she found out. Those two have always considered themselves as sisters who would have known that they would really end up being a real family. Well... That is if Zuki accepts Killian as her mate.

"Argh! I don't know anymore! They will forgive me. Right?”

Garren didn't look at her, a grim expression on his face. He wanted to say something but hesitated at the last minute.

She faced him once more and asked earnestly.

“ Garren... Do you think I made the right decision?”

Garren side-eyed glanced at her and replied.

“We don’t know what’s right or wrong at this moment. It's really up to them. Besides, Killian is the Alpha King, there was nothing you could do. He will still find a way to get her even without our help.”

“I suppose you’re right. It’s enivitable. Their mates, after all.”

Oh Zuki! Please forgive me.

Her guilt is starting to eat her up. She rests her head on the backrest of the car seat and closed her eyes.

Killian didn't really give me any choice.

She groaned and buried her face in her hands. She felt it when Garren reached for her and entwined his hand in her hand before lifting it to his mouth and planting a warm soft kiss on it.

She felt her heart skip a beat from the innocent act as she felt a fever rising to the top of her head.

Oh how she loved this man!

To her he was the most handsome man. Although the whole pack considered him a bear, because of his very huge physique. He would always have a warm look in his brown eyes at her. She remembered when they were younger that, despite their youth, he was so tall and his shoulders so broad that he had somehow managed to block every view from he stood in front of her. They grew up together, and she knew he wasn’t foolish in not knowing her secret obsession and infatuation with him. Just being in the same room with him always makes her heart skip a beat. He was always patient with her, and tried to compromise. He had never raised his voice at her, despite her stubborn personality. But, there is also something dangerous about him, something powerful and intimidating. She had thanked the Goddess every day for giving him her mate.

He noticed the shift in her mood and smelled her faint arousal. They locked eyes in a shared understanding. She felt nervous and excited as he maneuvered the vehicle onto the side of the dirt road in the woods. The place where he parked was swarmed with thick bushes and tall trees.

His eyes held hers as he gently drew her into his arms. Then he bent his head and covered her lips with his. After several thuds of her beating heart, she tasted hunger and desire as his kiss deepened further, making her lips swell from his ravaging ones. Then he started to pull away, and she found her hands around his neck, drawing him back. His eyes shifted color and a hungry groan vibrated in his chest.

With one hand he reached for the plunger on the driver’s seat, disengaging and unlocking it, shifting his body weight, he slid the seat rearward to give his legs enough space. With one swift movement, he maneuvered her, landing in a bold straddle, making her face him. She leaned into him, pressing his back on the backrest of the car seat. Her lips came down to his, kissing him long, hard and demanding. He responded by kissing her back, his one hand on her hair, the other touching, groping, holding, marveling at the feel of her.

He drew back, breaking their kiss. Slowly, almost unwillingly, she drew her mouth away from his. He raised his eyes on her, an almost drunken look on his face, he gently touched and traced her lips. She moaned in despair, it was the sweetest torture she had ever known... She felt all her worries slipping away, burning into ashes.

Her head bent down to renew the touch of her lips on his. Then his lips crushed hers, kissing her over and over again. His tongue ravaged the inside of her mouth as their tongues clashed with each other. Her pins falling from her long hair, tumbling down her and entwined in their embraces. His practiced hands fumbled at the lacing of her dress and pulled the bodice down from her shoulders, exposing her naked chest. Her n*****s raised when the fabric grazed her peaks. His mouth left hers and traced wet warm kisses on her neck down to her collarbone, then finally resting on the cleavage of her large full breasts.

She had always hated her volumptious curves. As she looked so heavy compared to other she-wolves. She then realized that her body was made for him, every curve of her body molded perfectly into her mate's wrestler-like physique.

His tongue connected with her n****e and she forgot everything except for her desire for him. She felt him suckle and flick her incredibly sensitive peaks. He took his time arousing her, groping and firming her full breasts in his hands, sampling each one as if they were some rare delicacy. She almost couldn’t take it. She felt her breathing hitch and soft cries escaped from her lips as she drew her head back, pushing him for more. His huge hands left her breast and teased the flesh over her ribs, her navel, her hips.

Her eyes squeezed shut as she felt his hands slip underneath her skirts. Then his fingers curled, grabbed, plucked and ripped apart the silky fabric of her stockings. His fingers slid again and jerked away the flimsy strip of her undergarments. His fingers stroked the curls between her legs, as if soothing a small animal trembling with fear. He stroked his big hands as light, as feathery, eliciting a fluttering sensation. He aroused her and teased her. Applying a tad more pressure with his fingers on her, she arched her body, giving him full access in between her thighs. His fingers skimmed and explored, probing her, satisfying the throbbing deep inside her. A trickle of moisture flowed from within her, she felt his fingers capture the creaminess and tasted it with his mouth. He grabbed her by the hair and kissed her, making her taste herself, spreading her sweet saltiness between their mouths.

He broke off the kiss once more and he guided her body. In a flash, he shifted her. Assisting him, lifting her weight away from his body. He tugged her completely into his lap, he was now spooning her from behind, her back pressed firmly to his chest. Her back moulded perfectly on his hard heated muscles. He encircled her waist, stretching his hands on her flat belly, branding her curves with his heat. The large, rough palms gradually relieved the tension on her. He buried his face in her neck, he drew her closer so his breath bathed her ear in opulent heat. His wet tongue traced the hollow of her neck, before pushing it into her earlobes, its warm saliva edge encircling and flicking lightly in her ears, sending shivers down her spine and wondering how much longer she could endure the sweet torture.

She could feel a faint shiver running over Garren’s body, he was hard and hot. His hard erection poking through his pants. She eased her body forward, slipped her hand behind her back and ever so slowly reached for his pants. With some tugging and jerking she was able to unbuckle it. Palms down, she glided her hand, grabbing the length of him, swollen and hot from the blood rushing through it. He stopped his probing on her ears and held her by the waist, lifting her slightly upward away from him. He then wriggled underneath her as he pushed his pants down from below his waist, drew her closer again, allowing her full access to his hot throbbing manhood.

She watched him over her shoulders as his face was completely red with excitement. “Face me…” He ordered as he yanked her by the jaw, and gave her a deep open-mouth kiss. His tongue entered her mouth and moved ravenously. He parted her legs wide and his fingers probed and dipped inside her, in and out to satisfy her throbbing deep inside.

She thought she’d go insane with wanting, a pleading cry escaped through her throat. He pleasured her deeply as she buckled on his lap, her arousal full and needing as waves of pleasurable sensations coursed through her every time his fingers moved. The sounds of his thumping fingers in contact with her juice slick c*nt filled the cramped space of the vehicle.

A deep primitive growl escaped his chest. In an instant, his fingers were gone. She couldn’t go another moment without feeling him inside her. She moaned, pleading him to finish. He lifted her by her butt cheeks and pressed his hard c*ck inside ever so slowly, their position allowing for deeper penetration.

Groaning in pleasure at the tightness of her, he fit snugly inside her. He pulled out, before plunging back in, her sobs hitch every time his hard c*ock grazed her spot. She felt every thrust, the friction making every fired nerve end, experienced the fullness of his s*x joined with hers.

“Garren, Garren…” She cried, calling out his name.

“I’m here, my love.” He replied between labored breathing and gritted teeth.

His passion blotted every rational thought from his mind.

Oh how he loves this woman! How her body reacts only to him. He didn't know how he got lucky being mated to this beautiful, sought-after creature. How could she want a not-so handsome bear like a fellow like him who isn't able to shower her with presents? Yet, despite everything, she was given to her by the Moon Goddess and she had chosen her.

He held her by the shoulder as he thrust harder and deeper into her now swollen and throbbing c*nt. She held on to his arms trying to hold her balance, her head bobbing with each swift motion, she bit her lip trying to contain the fullness of her needs. An electrifying tingle ran all over the skin and nerves of her sensitive area, hitting her spot. She clutched him for support as she felt her body buckling up on top of him. The sharp orgasm mincing her whole body. She cried out, but he muffled the sounds in his mouth. Heaving a groan to her as she came to him. Waves of delightful sensations coursed through her body.

He knew she was almost near her orgasm. He felt the tension of her muscles as he held her to him, her nails digging into his skin. He felt her muscles clenched, tightened and released as her breathing became rugged. He shifted and drove deeper and faster, his nostrils flaring, mouth slightly open in hungry pants. The sound of her pleasure spurred him. Colors flashed behind his eyelids, swirls of sensation flowed through him with every rock of his hips. Not long after, he felt his body turn rigid, his body shuddered at the sensations passing through him; he closed his eyes shut as his warm seed spilled out into her where their bodies were joined.

Breathing hard, he leaned his forehead on her nape while she sobbed in his arms. He felt a wet trail of slick saliva from her mouth when she pushed her lips away from his arm and lifted her head up. He waited for her labored breathing to relax, before pulling himself out of her, breaking their intimate contact.

A gasp escaped from her lips and she felt tepid juices flow out of her where their bodies were joined.

Their bodies spent, they snuggled together in the warmth of their love-making. She shifted from his embrace and rested her head on his broad shoulders, while he found the nook of her neck and nuzzled his face in it. He held her in his arms for awhile until she reached for his face and kissed him.

“Thank you my love…” She whispered in between her kisses.

Her voice soothed the deepest of his soul.

He knew long ago that the moment he laid his eyes on those enticing constelation-blue eyes he had found his home…