The Jilted Luna

Damn this mate bond II

Victoria's POV

Every touch sent shivers racing across my skin, igniting a fire that burned hotter with every second. My core pulsed with heat, growing slick with need.

I hated how easily he unraveled me, how effortlessly he awakened a craving I had spent three years trying to suppress. My toes curled, my breath hitched, and my mind spiraled into a foggy haze of longing.

No matter how much I wanted to resist... my body knew who he was to me.

And it wanted him.

He moved with slow, deliberate motion, drawing out my torment like a sensual, exquisite t*****e. He pinched my n****e, rolling it between his fingers, making my body tremble beneath him.

A wicked smirk played on his lips as he pulled away from our heated kiss, shifting his focus to my chest.

His mouth closed over one pert peak, sucking and teasing with his tongue, while his other hand expertly flicked and pinched the neglected bud. A gasp tore from my lips as waves of pleasure coursed through me, arching my back instinctively.

Instead of fear for the unknown, a delicious anticipation filled me like parched earth welcoming the long awaited rain. Every nerve in my body crackled with newfound energy, the mate bond slowly knitting itself back together with every touch, every taste.

"Ah!"

My cry rang out when he bit down just hard enough to snap my focus back to him, his sharp gaze locked onto mine with unyielding dominance.

His hand, which had been gripping my waist, now traced slow, deliberate circles down my stomach, brushing over the sensitive skin of my thigh.

The moment his fingers ghosted near my core, my eyes flew open, a flicker of clarity returning.

No.

I didn't know if this was his wounded Alpha pride, his possessive nature taking control, or something deeper. But none of it mattered.

I had made my decision.

I wouldn't be swayed by desire alone.

Summoning my willpower, I pressed my hands against his head, trying to push him away. But he was like a force of nature, immovable. His golden eyes gleamed as he looked up at me, his lips parting just enough to suck harder on my n****e, sending another jolt of sensation through me.

Then rip!

The unmistakable sound of fabric tearing sent a sharp jolt of shock through me.

"Carlisle—!"

My breath hitched as his hand tore away my panties in one swift motion, the unexpected move making me yelp in surprise.

He wasn't done with me. Not even close.

His fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles over my c**t, sending shivers down my spine. My body betrayed me, trembling under his touch, my breath hitching as a wave of weakness spread through my limbs.

The strength I had left slipped away as I clung to the pillow, biting my lip to stifle the moans threatening to escape. The intense pleasure made me squirm helplessly against the bed, my body instinctively seeking more.

He watched my reaction with a wicked, wolfish grin. Seeing me fall apart beneath him only fueled his hunger.

Without hesitation, he lowered his head between my legs, his warm breath fanning over my sensitive skin before his tongue flicked out, delivering a long, teasing lick over my c**t.

"Ah—!"

I sucked in a sharp breath, my body quaking at the sudden stimulation. But he wasn't finished. He latched onto my c**t, lapping at it with relentless hunger while his fingers found their way to my entrance.

One finger.

My entire body jolted, my mind going blank as a surge of pleasure overtook me. Any thought of resistance crumbled as I gasped, my lips parting in a silent cry. It was too much. It wasn't enough. I didn't know what I wanted only that I needed more.

"Ah! Ah! C-Carlisle!"

I barely recognized my own voice, breathless and needy. A tingling sensation spread through my lips and gums, like tiny sparks dancing beneath my skin, overwhelming my senses.

Then two fingers.

He thrust them inside me, curling them just right, coaxing a moan from deep within my chest. My back arched off the bed, my hands desperately clutching at the sheets as he set a steady, mind-numbing rhythm, driving me higher, pushing me closer to the edge of oblivion.

"C-Carlisle! More..." I gasped, my body arching as I teetered on the edge of release, the pleasure winding tighter inside me. I was so close—so unbearably close.

He chuckled against me, the deep vibration of his voice sending a shockwave straight through my core. "Do you want another finger, sweetheart?" he murmured, his lips brushing over my c**t as he spoke.

The sensation alone had me crying out, my fingers tangling in the sheets.

"Yes! Yes!" The words tumbled from my lips in a desperate plea. I barely recognized myself. My voice breathless, needy, completely lost in the pleasure wracking my body.

This was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It was overwhelming, consuming, and impossible to resist.

I had no idea how to fight it. How could I?

This was my first time.

And under Alpha Carlisle’s expert touch… I had no chance of holding back.