Captive Luna

Dessert Before Dinner

    It had been a few weeks since Bailey went to see her. He thought he messed up with ‘Claude’ badly. It wasn’t at all that he didn’t want her. The weird pull toward her was still inexplicable, the pack doctor wasn’t even sure, but was truly intrigued. Bailey didn’t tell him who it was, since ‘Claude’ was not supposed to exist in the pack. He had sent Daniel to give her food. They decided to try and make the cell a little more homely, so Bailey picked up a normal bed, almost as comfortable as his own and a bed frame. Because she was going to give birth, Bailey got her a bigger bed in case she wanted to co-sleep. He had Daniel bring and install it. 

    He really liked her a lot, even though he had not seen her since the second day she arrived. Daniel knew Bailey felt something toward her, though he didn’t understand what it was since they definitely weren’t mates. Bailey would grill him each time about her. Daniel didn’t have much to report but did say she looked sad when it was only him that showed up.

       “I think she misses you,” Daniel said to Bailey as they finished working out. “I think you should bring her dinner tonight instead of me. Just check up on her yourself for once.”

    It was late afternoon. They planned to have dinner, Daniel would drop her some food and then off to the bar. Bailey felt like he needed to blow off some steam. He needed the night out. He missed her; Daniel was right. Could he trust himself around her? He had put enough distance between them, which was easy given his position and hers. She wanted to stay in prison for Goddess knows why. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. He wondered if her belly had popped out yet or if she had the pregnancy glow like the mothers are supposed to have. He wondered if her hair had grown,  if she was still healthy, how her wolf was…

    “Just go, Bailey.” Daniel urged him, cutting through his thoughts. “You can’t even pay attention to what I’m saying!”

    “Okay, okay! I’ll go!” Bailey said, flustered. He decided to dress nice, but not too nice. Then it struck him. “Do you want to come with me to the mall to get something?”

    “Um, okay?” he questioned. “What do you need to get?”

    “If I’m going to see her and drop her off some dinner, maybe I can bring her something,” he replied. “I had wanted to go shopping for her since her clothing selection is definitely lacking. And she needs more undergarments.”

    “How’d you know she needs panties?” Daniel asked, wiggling his eyebrows. “What colour? Are they lacy? Does it let her bottom show? Is it a thong? I have so many questions!”

    “f**k off,” Bailey said defensively. “I happened to notice that she had one drying in the washroom but nothing in her bag. And I wouldn't tell you anyway. She's my woman!"

    “Geez! Relax, bro,” Daniel laughed. “Let’s go.”

    They changed and met up, Bailey driving in his BMW convertible. As an Elite, your pay grade is higher than the warriors, but Bailey was good with financing anyhow. He was a bit of a nerd as a child in school. He always had the best grades in math.

    It was a nice day, so he opted to put the top down. They sped to the nearby mall, which was only 5 miles away. It was on the border of the human town and their territory, so there were a lot of wolves working there unbeknownst to the humans. The pack actually owned it and managed it, though the humans took care of the rest, ensuring it was clean and leases constantly paid on time/spaces leased out on time. The pack recommended a team for security, which happened to be Omegas who were training to be warriors. Anyone could train to become a warrior, regardless of parentage. Often, werewolves passed down their rank to the next generation, though due to mates being of mixed rank, that often allowed many to marry up or down, while still maintain their status. The Moon Goddess paired up wolves, to balance out each other. 

    “So where to first?” Daniel asked. “Do you even know what size she is?”

    “I really don’t but we can exchange it if it doesn’t fit,” Bailey replied, scanning the area for appropriate stores.

    He settled on an athletic store, picking up a bunch of leggings, crop tops, athletic shorts, bicycle shorts, booty shorts – Daniel’s idea, which Bailey ‘grudgingly’ agreed to – socks, tank tops, sports bras, and underwear. He could only judge the sizes based on what he remembered in the way her body had felt in his hands.

    They headed to a popular urban store, which had all the latest trends. He selected neutral colours except for a few purple pieces that he thought would look great on her. He bought her a few pairs of jeans, a few nice sweaters, a few button-up shirts, a few blazers, two dresses, and many t-shirts. He knew she wouldn’t necessarily need anything from the trendy store since she opted to stay in her cell. He was puzzled as to why she refused to go to Alpha Xander, but he had no choice but to accept that she wanted to stay hidden. Exhausted, they dropped the bags to the car and headed into the food court for a quick bite. They settled on Subway, which Bailey suggested bringing some to ‘Claude’ as well.

    The wolves finished their lunch, not without a few she-wolves flirting shamelessly with them. Bailey played the perfect wingman setting Daniel up for success. Not that Daniel needed it, of course. He was a good-looking fellow. Women threw themselves at him wherever they went. Daniel got a few of their numbers, one of which suggested she was into a three-way with another friend of hers which had Daniel wiggling his eyebrows behind her back and smiling like a maniac.

    “What if this friend of hers, is of the male kind?” Bailey teased as they walked to the next store. It was a*****e that was known for classic styles in basic colours. The kind of clothes that were sexy but not too sexy. Most of the selection was in black and white, which was more of his style. He didn’t like colour especially on himself. Everything he owned, down to his cottage, was monochrome.

    Daniel’s smile abruptly faded, eyes widening.

    “Aw, what the f**k man,” he whined. Bailey snickered and began to walk through the mall again.

    They entered Bailey’s favourite store for a more elevated look, Banana Republic, where Bailey picked up a few more pairs of jeans, tank tops, bodysuits, and another blazer for his chosen mate. They then made their way to a known makeup store, Sephora, where they had no idea what to buy. The sales consultant flirted shamelessly with them.

    “What can I help you with, gentlemen?” She asked Bailey, aiming for a sexy, sultry gaze. Daniel held back his laughter. What it really looked like, was that she had something in her eye and was blinking profusely.

    “I’m looking for something for my girlfriend,” Bailey responded, c*****g an eyebrow. “I don’t know what her skin tone is, but I was thinking of some sort of undereye thing to cover her dark circles, maybe some eyeshadow, and whatever else you think she’d need.”

    She cleared her throat, abruptly looking away. Daniel suppressed more laughter, as she became embarrassed. Why would she think they would go there if they weren’t looking for something for their significant others? For fun? For themselves?

You’d make a pretty she-wolf, Daniel teased him in the mind-link.

    “Come right this way, sir,” she said, dropping the sultry act. She was all business. She showed him an eyeshadow palette that had a bunch of different shades, all neutral. He put that into his basket as she flitted around the store, handing him eye cream, moisturiser, eyebrow tints, blush palettes, and different shades of concealer that she also gave him sponges for – she had called them blenders, which he didn’t understand because there wasn’t anything electronic about them – and swore that she could mix any of them together to get her perfect shade.

    “Your total is $534.43,” she said as she bagged everything. Daniel’s eyes popped out of his head.

“All that cost that much? There’s like 12 things he bought!” he exclaimed incredulously.

    “Well, sir,” she said, the clipped tone evident in her voice. “That’s the price of beauty. If you don’t like the prices, there’s always the drug store.”

    He narrowed his eyes at her. Bailey took out his card and paid for the items. They abruptly left, heading to their last stop, a lingerie store. Daniel’s eyes nearly popped out of his head again, looking at the lingerie on the mannequins.

    “Get her that,” he said, pointing to a mannequin, eyes wide like a child in a candy store. It was wearing a halter bodysuit, made of lace. It had a v going all the way to its navel. They walked around the back, it was backless, a slight v shape going to its crack. It was see-through all the way to its crotch.

    “Picture her in that and you won’t live to see tomorrow,” Bailey said menacingly. He did find it sexy as hell. His length began to swell just thinking about her wearing it.

    “Okay, okay,” Daniel said, hands up in surrender. He walked away, likely to flirt with some of the workers.

     Bailey thought about it, and grabbed an extra small one in red, stuffing it under his arm. Another worker came up to him, asking if he needed assistance. He handed her the bodysuit.

     “I’ll take this, and I will need some bras and underwear for my girlfriend,” he said quickly. “And anything else you might suggest.”

      “Sure,” she said, smiling lightly. “Do you know her bra size?”

       His face reddened. He didn’t know, not unless he cupped a bra like a creep. He had memorised the way she felt under his hands, his length straining further. His jeans were becoming really uncomfortable.

       “I, uh– “he stammered. She looked at him knowingly. “Okay, not a problem. How tall is she and about how much does she weigh?”

       “She’s like a foot and a half shorter than me,” he answered, holding up his hand to around his n****e height. “She weighs basically nothing, but she is pregnant. Still early, but she will be gaining weight.”

        “Oh, okay,” she said, thinking. She led them to a series of plain cotton bras, some of which were just in alpha sizes. She grabbed an extra small and small in the front clasping ones. “These are comfortable, and she can use them now and post-pregnancy.”

       “Okay, I’ll take two of each, black and grey,” he replied. “But I do want something she could use on a regular basis, the normal ones.”

       She walked him to some of the sexier ones, with wires and padding. She held up a black one.

       “Hold this,” she said. “Does that feel right to you?”

        He blushed, turning his back to the other customers. “What do you mean?”

        “Um, cup it in your hands and try to remember if it’s about the correct size,” she whispered knowingly.

He did that, it seemed a little small. She selected a bigger size, and that was the correct size based on his memory. “You can exchange the bras if they don’t fit. The lingerie and any underwear would be final sale though.”

        She led him to a table full of panties, his eyes wide. She left briefly. He pictured her in nearly everything he saw. He looked at a series of cheeky ones that came in sexy lace and basic cotton. The girl returned with two more bras of the same style he chose, in black and red.

        “Those, give me 5 lace and 5 cottons,” he said quietly. “Black, red, and grey.”

         She grabbed mostly black, with two each of the red and gray. “Will that be all?”

         “Yes,” he responded. She led him to the register but abruptly veering off to the lingerie section. She came back, dumping his selection on the counter.

         “I thought this was nice too,” she said, holding up another bodysuit, this time chiffon, similar style to the first. The only difference was that this one had a hold in the crotch. Perfect for… “Perfect for a night to yourselves.” She finished a sly glint in her eyes.

         He blushed and pulled out his credit card. He paid and left with his purchase. He found Daniel by the exit flirting with one of the workers. He waited until she slipped her number to Daniel on a piece of receipt paper. Bailey was exhausted. They left and headed home. It was nearly dinner time.

        Bailey waited until the guards changed, slipping into the prison when the change happened. He knocked on the door, pausing before unlocking it and entering. He didn’t see her at first, she exited the washroom with a towel around her body. He inhaled sharply. He saw her before she saw him.

         “Hey,” she said quietly. “Um, let me get changed.”

         She grabbed her clothes, wrinkling her nose. They weren’t dry yet. She patted the clothes, trying to determine if they were dry enough for her to wear.

         “I have something for you,” he said, his voice strained. His hard-on was evident, given the fact she was wearing nothing but a towel. “I did some shopping and thought to get you some stuff.”

         Her eyes widened when he opened the door and reached around to grab the bags. There were tons of bags filled to the hilt with clothes. She was excited.

        “There are some clothes and underwear there for you,” he said, smiling. She skipped toward him, embracing his waist. Her tiny frame was pressed up against his body. His d**k twitched. She felt it on her stomach. She blushed and bent down to grab the bags. As she did that, he caught a good look at her sweet, sweet lady bits, the towel being barely long enough to cover her butt. He was tempted to push her face down on the bed and lap up her sexy juices. His length bulged in his pants. Embarrassed, he turned away, adjusting himself.

         She pulled out the clothes from the bags, starting with the lingerie store bag. She pulled out the lacy underwear and held it up. She blushed even further and quickly stuffed it back into the bag. She shuffled around in the bag until she pulled out a cotton pair, with a matching bra. She quickly ran to the washroom and slipped them on. There wasn’t a door, so he could see her out of the corner of his eye. She came back, towel wrapped tightly around her. He watched as she pulled the contents out of the other bags. She was smiling such an excited smile. This made him swell with happiness.

        “Thank you,” she said faintly, looking at him. “I, I missed you.” She blushed a beautiful shade of pink.

         "I’ll go get us some dinner, I’ll be back in thirty,” he promised, smiling as he walked to the door, locking it behind him. She nodded, turning to look at the new wardrobe he got her. He even got her some makeup! She smiled to herself.

We won’t need half of these clothes though, she said to Claude.

Even if, it’s nice to have, Claude responded. Let’s open the sexy bag.

         She chuckled at her wolf, grabbing the bag. She dumped its contents and saw two bodysuits. Very see-through and very sexy.

He wants to see us in these, Claude purred.

He’ll be back in half an hour, she thought to herself.

    She touched the fabric on the bodysuit, looking down at it. She felt bold as she slipped it on. Her n*****s were erect, as she grazed her fingers on them. Her wetness soaking the bodysuit, she thought about him, the bulge she felt when she hugged him. Just remembering his hardness made her juices begin to flow.

    She licked her fingers and touched her n*****s, pinching them through the thin fabric. She sat on the empty part of her bed, biting her lip. She hadn’t had a release in a few weeks. Those pregnancy hormones were out of control. She moaned, touching her breasts, imagining it was her Lincoln. She slipped the bodysuit off her shoulders, exposing her breasts. She licked her fingers again and pinched and rolled her n*****s, just like Lincoln did the last time she saw him. Her hand trailed down to the wetness between her thighs. She traced the outer edge of the suit, realising there was no crotch on it. This only made her wetter. Using her juices, she prodded, quickly finding her nub.

    She rubbed it gently, imagining it was Lincoln, touching her. She licked her fingers to taste her sweetness. She brought her fingers back down, widening her legs. She imagined Lincoln bending his head, his mouth finding her slick folds, licking it slowly as she begged for more. He would lick her nub until she cried out in pleasure, as he slipped his fingers into her core.

    She moaned as found her sweet spot and began assaulting it, fingering herself. She used her other fingers on her other hand to rub her c**t. She imagined him f*****g her, telling her what a good girl she was, pounding into her as if it would be the only way to save the world. Her breathing hitched as she brought herself closer to climax. She imagined he would pull out and lick her until she came, lapping up her juices until he f****d her again. He’d f**k her until he came inside her. She screamed in pleasure, her juices seeping out of her.

    When she came down from the pleasure high, her eyes widened. Bailey stood at the doorway, his eyes black with lust. He had dinner in his hands. He slowly entered the room, depositing dinner on the table, closing the door behind him. She reddened, embarrassed that she got caught, frozen in her spot wishing the cot would swallow her whole. He was supposed to be gone for half an hour!

    “Dinner’s here,” he said, gazing intently at her body. Her legs were still wide open. 

    He walked over and hovered on top of her, placing both hands on either side of her. She held her breath, blushing. He kissed her collarbone as she moaned in pleasure. He made his way to her breasts, never once using his hands. He kissed them, trailing his tongue along them, making his way to one of her n*****s. She exhaled slowly, as he gently licked the tip of her n****e before putting his mouth around her whole n****e, including the areola. He sucked and licked. She felt the throbbing in her p***y, she brought her fingers to her c**t and stroked it fast to appease the pressure. He stopped and watched her, pants bulging. He knelt on the floor, grabbing her hips and pulling her toward him.

    “I prefer to start with dessert,” he whispered before lowering his head and tonguing her core. She gasped in delight as he licked her, all the way from her core to her c**t. She moaned in pleasure, feeling the swelling in her lower abdomen while rocking her hips into his face.  She was close. He lifted her hips into his face, assaulting her s*x with his mouth. He bit her folds gently. She moaned with pleasure. Suddenly, she felt a weird but pleasant feeling. He had spread her butt cheeks and gently licked the length of her crack. Her eyes widened when she realised what he was doing. He licked the entrance softly, flattening his tongue. He plunged it directly up into her hole without warning. He wanted to fill every hole in her body with his tongue, he had been longing to since the first day he saw her. She whimpered as he continued to lick the core of her ass.

    She had never experienced this before, and boy was she was missing out. He f****d her ass with his tongue while his fingers continued to assault her happy button. She screamed, legs quivering, squirting her juices into his face. He put his mouth on her c**t as she squirted more, pounding his finger into the core of her ass while drinking her juices as if it was the source of life.

    He stood up, taking his shirt off. She gazed at him, and he cleared the clothing from her bed, throwing them to the ground. He crawled on top of her, kissing her with his entire being. She grasped his head, frantically kissing him. She needed him, she needed him inside of her. She grabbed his belt buckle, undoing it. He groaned as she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He slowly slid them off until he was naked. She broke the kiss and looked at his p***s. It wasn’t fully erect and was large already. She looked up at him through her eyelashes. He gazed down at her, grasping his d**k. He stroked it a few times, and it swelled to a massive size. He was definitely bigger than her ex-mate.

    Her p***y tightened, her wetness seeping out, watching him pleasure himself. She had never seen anyone do that before. She pushed him back, flipping herself onto her front, licking the tip of his d**k. His breathing hitched as she gently took over, stroking his long length. She sucked on the tip of his d**k while continuing to stroke his long length. He licked his finger and reached over, inserting a finger into her asshole. She gasped at that, his d**k still inside her mouth, earning a loud groan from him. She brought as much of him into her mouth as possible as he stopped fingering her asshole and grabbed her head. He f****d her mouth just like he did when he imagined it. She moaned, and he quickly cut it off by shoving his d**k deeper until it was down her throat. He waited until she gagged and he pulled out. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth again, inviting him back in. He shoved his length deep into her throat groaning in delight as she gagged again.

    “Are you okay, beautiful?” he asked her, voice thick with lust, pulling his member from her mouth.

    “Yes,” she gasped, breathing heavy. “Again.”

    She moved herself to the edge of the bed, her head hanging off it. He got off the bed, grabbing her pillows, propping her neck on them. She wanted him to f**k her face. He entered her mouth, grabbing her t**s and rolling her n*****s. He f****d her throat until she patted his legs. He pulled out as she gasped for air, grabbing his d**k and shoving it back into her mouth. This continued a few more times and he was so close to cumming, but he wouldn’t until she did. He flipped her onto the bed and opened her legs. He slid inside her slowly, groaning at just how tight she was. Tighter than he imagined she would be. He waited until she adjusted to him, he was large, couldn’t fit his length completely in. That was okay with him. Her tight little p***y made it okay.

    He slowly moved his hips, while she rocked herself into him. He kissed her neck, licking and sucking her marking spot. She shivered in pleasure as he quickened his pace. She felt the familiar swelling in her lower abdomen. He sped up, burying himself deeper and deeper until she cried out his name in pleasure, soaking him in her c*m as her p***y spasmed around his c**k, gripping it firmly. He continued to pound into her, until he gasped in pleasure, spilling his seed inside her, just like he imagined. He kissed her cheeks gently as his d**k twitched one final time, as he pulled out of her. He knew she was pregnant and never thought he’d find a pregnant woman attractive, but she was different. He couldn’t wait until she was bigger. He’d love to fill her with his future children, just like he imagined.

    She sighed in contentment.

    They got dressed and finally had some dinner. They talked about their upbringing; he went in-depth about growing up in the pack. He also described the Alpha as one of his close friends growing up but since he was the future Alpha, Xander was forced to spend more time with the future Beta and Gamma. They grew apart but remained friendly. He had to leave since he promised Daniel this time, he would actually go to the bar with him this time.

    “Will you be back tonight?” she asked quietly, gazing at him.

    “Yes, beautiful,” he answered, cupping her cheeks in his hands. “I need to be near you tonight.”

    He kissed her goodbye and left, taking a last long look at her.