DIVORCED LUNA: CARRYING THE ALPHA KING'S BABY

Awakened Beneath the Alpha King

He roughly pulled me closer to him, the sudden contact made my n*****s harden immediately.

I gasped even though I didn’t want to.

My body was moving on its own, my wolf was clawing at me to respond more to his touch, to his mouth that bit and licked every inch of my body.

His body wasn’t warm against me any more, it was hot.

His breathing was erratic and his hands moved with speed. It was as if he was going to devour me.

“Please don’t do this….” I tried to beg but he responded by ripping my clothes off my body effortlessly.

“Once I’m done with you,” he breathed out, “you’ll be begging for my cock.”

I could feel his erection growing impossibly hard with the need to f**k me. Oh my moons, how big he was.

I tried to ignore how it pressed against me and how it teased my entrance but I couldn’t.

It had been so long since Julian touched Me, talkeless of having me feel this way.

“I can feel your arousal growing, little vixen, I can smell it.” He trailed down to the space where my c**t was and blew air on it.

“Ahhh….” I moaned.

It was painful how aroused I was, but it was more painful trying to resist him knowing fully well my body wanted this.

His tongue found the opening of my c**t and dragged it up my slit in one long, slow lick that made my thighs tremble.

I tried to push him down but my hands were still tied and all I could do was whimper under his touch.

Those slow licks turned into fast motions as his tongue started forming rapid circles over my c**t.

As if that wasn’t enough he brought his thumb to the mix and pressed hard against it.

My hips jerked, but he kept me pinned, controlling every movement.

I could feel the pleasure building in my lower belly.

When I looked down at him, he held my gaze and that felt like the dirtiest thing ever.

My thighs clamped against his hand trying to reduce the amount of stimulation I was getting but he didn’t like that.

“Open.” He ordered with his commanding voice and I obeyed immediately.

My legs parted on their own accord and I moaned loudly when he slapped the entrance of my heat.

He continued to torture me with his fingers. He continued to make me quiver and shake under his touch until I was nothing but a gasping mess.

He then came up to me finally.

“I’m not anywhere near done. You’re going to work for me tonight, you’re going to please me till I’m filled to the brim.”

Before I could even respond he flipped me around and completely took off every piece of clothing I had on.

“Wait…” I tried to plead but he didn’t pay me any mind.

He was too far gone in his rut to listen to my words.

It happened in the middle of our closeness, when there’s no room left for thoughts.

Only our breaths mingling together and the heat of his overwhelming presence.

At first I thought I was shaking from the fear or the arousal but then I realized I wasn’t shaking alone.

He was also shaking along with me.

This sensation felt electric, it felt intense, more than anything I’ve felt before.

The air between us changed as something in me snapped into place.

As he slid into me slowly and deeply something in me began to stir, something I had never felt before.

My wolf shifted, like she had been sleeping under deep water and someone had finally broken the surface.

The sensation is terrifying and exhilarating all at once, a sharp pull in my lower belly that made me gasp.

There you are. The voiced murmured clearly.

I didn’t register it at first because the only that filled my ears were the sound of skin on skin but I know what I heard.

My wolf.

She’s awakened.

I feel him more then, more than I did when he first took me.

I feel every touch, every contact of his skin like I had not felt it before.

Everything is more intense for me now.

I groaned and threw my head back when he increased his pace.

He rammed into me with the same amount of intensity I felt just a few months ago which made me realize he felt it too.

Our mate bond had just formed.

But it’s not like others, this is intense.

Whatever thing that had me holding back was gone.

I didn’t fight his control anymore, I didn’t fight his presence. I inhaled his pheromones and scent like I needed it to breathe and with how his grip on my waist tightened it was obvious he felt the same way too.

With every thrust I felt fuller.

I screamed even louder when he slammed into me, hitting that same spot repeatedly.

I was trembling and aching on the fifth round but I didn’t want to stop.

I wanted to keep going, my wolf wanted to ride this sensation on till it dried out.

I lost track of how many times I came undone under his touch.

Everytime I thought it would end he just kept going.

And as the night stretched out, I felt whole for the first time, like the moon goddess had finally decided to answer my prayers.