The Lycan Queen

Chapter Three:

“F*** Baby, I need you so badly.” He rasps, his hand reaching between us and pushing aside my panties. His fingers ghost over my cliy before settling at my entrance. Wordlessly, he inserts one, then two fingers inside me and his thumb begins drawing circles on my clit. Between his lips on mine and his fingers, I can’t concentrate on anything but him and within seconds I cry out his name as he makes me see stars. I still for a moment, but his motions don’t stop. Returning to my body, I place one shaky leg back on the ground and drop my hands to his belt buckle, desperate to free him from his pants. He works his lips down my neck as I wrap my hand around his c**k, pumping my fist up and down. He positions me back up against the wall with one hand before withdrawing his fingers from my p***y. Lining himself up with my entrance, he holds my gaze as he sinks inside me. The feeling is euphoric to my sensitive body, but he doesn’t waste any time. His thrusts are fast and punishing, and I know it's because we’re pressed for time. I reclaim his lips and dig my nails into his shoulders, feeling another orgasm building up within me. My inner walls clench further around his shaft and his movements become erratic. I lean further into him, licking and sucking on his neck and whispering dirty words in his ear.

A deafening growl comes from deep within his chest as he loses himself inside me, the hot semen coating my p***y hits just the right spot as I c*m with him. He collapses against me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear and peppering my face with kisses. We stay like that for a few moments, both needing time to recover before he pulls himself out of me and places me back on the floor. I lean back against the wall and don’t need to see to know I’m a mess. A mix of our juices is trailing out of me and down my legs and my thong is soaked. But Noah is one step ahead of me, fixing his pants and taking a handkerchief out of his back pocket. He quickly wets it using the utility sink, and takes his time pulling off my panties and cleaning me up. When he’s finished, he smooths out my hair and kisses me one more time before smelling my neck, but you don’t need a wolf’s sense of smell to determine what we just did. At this point, I can only hope our parents don’t see us before graduation. If I’m lucky enough, by the time I see them I’ll still smell like Noah, but not like s*x.

“We need to get back.” I break the silence. He nods. I reach my hand out for my panties, but he shakes his head.

“I’ll be keeping these, Baby. It’ll be hot to think of you bare under that graduation robe.”

“Noah!” I blush. He says nothing, but takes my hand and leads me towards the door. I see his eyes glaze over for a minute before he opens the door and pulls me out. No one is in the hallway except Ryder, who Noah must have mind linked to check if the coast was clear.

“You guys are so lucky both your parents are already on their way over to school. We told them you two were over there already and Jess is distracting Flynn. Let’s go,” Ryder says sharply, before walking out the front door.

Feeling like my tail is between my legs, I pull my dress down as far as I can and begin to follow, only for Noah to stop me. Confused, I turned back towards him.

“Lex, I don’t— I just want you to know, even if tomorrow comes and we’re not mates, it doesn’t change anything for me. You’re the one I want. I love you, but it’s more than just that. I don’t know how to put it into words, but it is. I want you to know I would choose you over anyone.” Noah professes, a red blush working its way up his neck to his cheeks.

I don’t know what to say. It’s everything I’ve ever wanted to hear, but the voice in the back of my head reminds me of all he doesn’t know. Of all the things he would be walking away from if we were mates. Typically, once mates have found one another, the female moves to the male’s pack and assimilates into the pack based on their mate’s position. It is unheard of for a male wolf to leave his pack. If I was a regular wolf, I would be the beta’s mate, and the only pack members ranked above us would be Flynn and his mate. However, since I am the heir, Noah would have to return to the palace with me and undergo the change into a Lycan. He would most likely never come back here. He would have to give up his position as beta, a position that his family has held since the founding of this pack. In the eyes of the pack, it would be the ultimate betrayal. Is that truly something I can ask him to do, as my destined mate or not?

In a moment of sheer wisdom, I push these thoughts to the back of my mind, classifying them as a “later” problem. Tomorrow, I will know more. Mates or not, tomorrow I will tell him everything. I would let him make his own choice. I put on a smile and kissed his cheek before responding.

“Noah, you always know just what to say to make me feel better. " And as excited as I am to start figuring out our future together, Ryder and his parents are going to kill us if we make him late for graduation!” I say as I begin dragging him towards the door.

Ryder had his car in motion before we were fully in our seats and Jess immediately leaned over and told Noah he has to get a lot better at sneaking around once my brother has his wolf senses tomorrow. Noah simply laughed and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, but I could feel the blush burn my ears as I buried myself deep into my phone. If I could smell the s*x on us, I couldn't imagine what it smelled like to the three wolves in the car.

Fortunately, it seemed like my brother was completely oblivious, singing along to Post Malone's "Congratulations" in the front seat. And after what felt like an eternity, our high school came into view.

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Twenty minutes later, I’m lined up with the rest of the graduates. Jess spent the last five minutes touching up my hair and makeup before I begged her to leave it alone. I surveyed the crowd. Ryder and Noah are a few people ahead of us, and Jess, Flynn and I are at the dead end of the line. I'm not entirely sure why Flynn and I are last, but I won't complain about being next to Jess. Fortunately, we're a smaller graduating class than most years, and the whole ceremony is slotted to be an hour tops.

Before I knew it, we'd processed in and the graduates were being called one by one. Our high school is made up entirely by our pack, so it's no surprise that when Noah and Ryder are called, the entire crowd cheers for their future beta and gamma. As the crowd quiets back to routine applause for each graduate, I start to second guess my shoe choice as I climb the steps onto the stage. Were four-inch heels too much? Standing at only 5’4", I wanted to not look like a toddler standing next to my friends, but now I’m praying I don’t face plant in front of all these people.

“Jessica Lynn White.” Our principal calls out, and I watch as Jessica crosses the stage effortlessly before accepting her diploma. I’m next, and as I step onto the platform, I say a quick prayer to the Moon Goddess to not make a fool out of myself.

“Alexandria Elizabeth Sharp.” The applause I receive rivals that of Noah and Ryder, and as I accept my diploma, I take a quick peek out towards the crowd and spot the Sharps, Noah, and his parents on their feet, clapping and beaming with pride. As I descend the steps from the platform, Flynn’s name is called. The deafening applause from the crowd is immediate and no one is in their seats. I imagine having to follow that reaction, and can see why our school placed us last.

The rest of the ceremony lasts ten minutes, and after a blur of photos with our parents, we're pilling back in cars to return to the pack house.