The Jilted Luna

Stay by my side... just like this

Victoria's POV

My thoughts were scattered as my body was already too far gone to resist. I obeyed without thinking, my voice breaking as I called his name again. And again.

Each time it left my lips, his movements grew stronger, more driven, as if the sound fueled him and the pleasure just kept building until it swallowed everything else.

Every bit of resistance I had clung to dissolved completely, leaving nothing behind but need. Raw, undeniable need. I gave in to it, to the sensation, to him, to something I had never experienced before. The pull of the bond was too strong to fight. Trying to resist only made it hurt more, far more than anything I had endured before.

Carlisle didn’t stop until it hit him again.

“F–fuck, I’m cumming,” he growled, his voice rough as his body tensed, sweat dripping onto my skin.

I was already teetering on the edge, and the wave that followed dragged me under completely. Everything blurred together after that. I lost track of how many times I had reached that peak, how many times he had pushed me there again. My throat burned, my voice turning hoarse from repeating his name over and over like it was the only thing I could hold onto.

But even then, he didn’t stop.

Even after finishing deep inside me again, he kept going. It was as if something inside him had broken loose completely. There was no restraint left in him, no line he wouldn’t cross. His hunger felt endless, something primal and consuming. Whether it was him or his wolf, Roque, I couldn’t tell anymore.

All that mattered to him was this.

Claiming me. Again and again. Until there was nothing left in me to give.

Third Person POV

Victoria didn’t last.

Her body eventually gave out beneath him, going limp as exhaustion overtook her completely. It wasn’t even the first time it had happened. Earlier, in the middle of it all, she had already lost consciousness once. Carlisle, too far gone to stop, had bitten into the side of her breast just enough to wake her. The sharp sting dragged her back, her eyes barely opening before he continued without hesitation, driving into her again with the same relentless intensity.

He didn’t stop until dawn began to creep in through the windows.

When she finally went completely still, too drained to even make a sound, Carlisle slowed.

A low breath left him as he stilled entirely, looking down at her unmoving form. Then, carefully, he gathered her into his arms. She felt weightless, boneless, completely spent as he lifted her from the bed. The sheets beneath them were soaked, marked by sweat and the aftermath of everything that had happened between them.

He carried her into the bathroom, holding her close against his chest. Sitting on the edge of the tub, he kept her in his arms as he reached over to turn on the water. The sound filled the quiet space, steam beginning to rise slowly into the air.

His fingers moved to her face, tracing lightly over her flushed skin.

Her uneven breathing made a faint smirk tug at his lips.

“Now you know your place,” he murmured, brushing damp strands of hair away from her face. “Stay by my side… just like this.”

For a brief second, something flickered in his eyes. Something deeper, something unfamiliar even to him. It passed just as quickly as it came, unnoticed as he remained caught in his own thoughts. Too focused on what he believed she should be now that he had claimed her. Too distracted to realize that a part of him already wanted her to stay by choice, not obligation.

“Send someone to the fourth floor. The door needs fixing, and my room needs to be cleaned.”

Carlisle’s voice echoed through the mindlink, sharp and controlled as it reached his Beta.

Marcus stopped mid-step, a slow, knowing smile forming on his lips. He didn’t need an explanation. The state of things was easy enough to imagine.

Without hesitation, he passed the order along to one of the omegas assigned to morning duties, someone responsible for maintaining the Alpha’s quarters.

“The Alpha wants his room cleaned and the door repaired. Move quickly,” Marcus instructed, his tone carrying a quiet sense of anticipation.