The Hunted Luna

Chapter 4 - Powers

SOLANA

Friday

After training Ama and I headed up to our rooms for a quick shower. I was definitely finding training easier as the days went by, my strength was increasing exponentially and I was pinning wolves with ease that I could barely push back a few days ago. I had tried teleporting a few times more as well, over the past couple of days. I was taking it slow, trying not to overdo it again, but I could feel myself getting less tired each time.

Ama was also rather dominant in bed. I never thought I would be into anything like this, to be fair, I had never really thought about s*x or having a mate before, as I never anticipated actually finding mine. Being submissive tapped into an aspect of my personality I has never been able to explore before, I was always in charge, always on the look out, always on guard and primed for anything that might come my way, ever since I had originally left my cottage. Not having to think about what to do, trusting Ama blindly in the bedroom, and just following instructions for once was liberating.

"What are you thinking about?" Ama murmurs in my ear, as she lightly bites my lobe, standing behind me.

The water is pelting down on us as her hands smooth down my ribcage, stopping at the curve of my waist.

"I'm just thinking about how much I love you taking control in the bedroom," I whisper back, pushing my ass into her and wriggling my hips slightly. I hear a throaty laugh behind me as she moves her hands down to my hips, pulling my ass out further, one hand snaking down my back to push my torso down.

"Put your hands on the wall in front of you." I do as she asks, a smile growing on my face. "You are not allowed to move, do you understand me?"

"Yes," I reply, smiling wider. This is what Ama got off on. She did like receiving, but she had grown up knowing she was always going to be the Alpha, she was always going to be the one in charge, it was as intrinsic to her as her getting flustered when she didn't pick up on my sarcasm, but British people have a completely different level of sarcasm to anyone else on the planet.

The shower we are in is huge, thankfully. Ama walks around me, crouching down before my face and grabbing it with one hand, pulling my mouth up to kiss her. My mouth opens up to her, her tongue claiming me as her own as it swirls around my own, every movement carefully planned out to dominate me completely. I moan into her kiss as I feel liquid start to pool at my core, Ama pulling away with a smirk. She stands up, her hands moving across my body, grabbing my breasts and pinching my n*****s as she walks around, standing behind me again. She moves my legs apart with her knee as her hand snakes down my ass, cupping my vulva as her fingers start to expertly stroke and circle my clit.

My moans grow louder as she ups the tempo. I feel her kneel down on the ground behind me, three fingers swiftly entering me and stretching me out, while her other hand continues to assault my clit. "f**k, Ama..." I moan, holding onto the wall in front of me as her tongue flicks out and lightly circles my anus. My walls clench around her fingers in shock as she continues to lick and circle my anus with her tongue, her fingers hooked deep inside me as she f***s my gspot over and over.

After the initial shock wears off, I find myself pushing my ass further into her face, the unexpected pleasure of her tongue pushing me over the edge quicker than I had experienced before. My thighs start to shake either side of her face as she applies more pressure with her tongue, on my gspot, and on my clit.

I brace myself against the wall fully, using all of my strength just to hold me up as I tip over the edge. As the waves of pleasure reaches their pinnacle, the tiles against my hands crack and the wall buckles against me. I fall face first into the tiles, my hands disappearing in the wall as dust billows out into the shower around us.

"f**k! Are you OK? What happened?" Ama shouts, coughing through the dust.

I gingerly pull my hands out of the wall, wincing as the shattered tiles scrap my skin. "I... I'm fine, I just... put my hands through the wall," I reply, coughing.

Ama stands up, switching off the shower and fanning the air as the dust starts to slowly settle. She picks me up in her arms, gingerly stepping out of the shower and putting me down on the pouffe in the center of the bathroom before opening the windows. I examine my arms carefully. Now I am out of the shower they are bleeding freely, the cuts quite deep. "Ama? Do we have a first aid kit up here?" Ama spins around and runs over to me, grabbing hold of my arms and examining them. We watch as the flesh slowly knits back together, the skin seamless and smooth.

"What the f**k was that?" Ama asks, looking up at me.

"Do... do wolves usually heal that fast?" I ask, watching the left over blood slowly drip down my arms.

"No... no they don't." Ama continues to look at me, her eyes wider than before. "We need to go to your old Pack grounds. As soon as possible." Ama's eyes glaze over for a couple of minutes before returning to their usual brown. "The cleaners will be up in an hour to clean up the bathroom. What happened to the wall?"

"I put all my strength against it," I replied slowly. "I was holding onto it to keep myself up when... you know," I say with a slight smile, "And I was pushing against it with all my strength."

"And you broke through tiles and a solid brick wall?" Ama says softly.

"Apparently so..."

"Well I think we may have found two more powers you have," Ama says with a slight laugh, eyes still wide, echoing my own emotions.

"We may have," I reply, eyes also wide.

"Well, on the plus side, we can remodel the bathroom if you want," she says, smiling at me. "We'll use the en-suite in your old room for the time being".

"Yeh... that could be cool," I reply, still studying my arms. They've completely healed over, only the leftover sheen of blood covering them and the blood all over the bathroom floor tells the story of what had happened. "The cleaners are up in an hour?"

"Yes, an hour."

"OK, cool." I stand up and pick up one of our towels, using it to wipe up the excess blood, just to try and make the bathroom as far away from a crime scene as possible. Once all the blood has been cleaned up I head to the sink, washing down my arms thoroughly before dumping the towels down the laundry chute. "I'm going to have another quick shower if you want to join me," I say to Ama with a smile. "I just want to get all the dust etc off me. But no funny business."

Ama throws her own dirty towels down the laundry chute before walking over and wrapping her arms around me. I relax into her fully, my arms around her waist as I sigh. "You alright? Honestly?"

"Yeh, I'm fine. It's just... a lot to take in," I reply with a slight laugh. "Makes sense though, to a certain degree. I've noticed my strength increasing over the past week... I might even be able to pin you soon."

"Hah! don't get ahead of yourself," Ama says with a smirk. I pull out of her arms, putting my hands on my hips as I look up at her.

"Don't underestimate me," I reply, a twinkle in my eyes. "Race you to the showers..." I turn around, as though I am about to run out the room, before turning around and winking at her. I blink out of the room, into my old en-suite bathroom.

"Cheater!" I hear Ama shout from across the hallway. I turn on the shower, grinning, as I step in. Shower first. Freak out about new abilities later. Ama appears in the doorway, her eyebrow raised as I smirk at her.

"Don't just stand there, get in," I say with a smile. "You're covered in dust." Ama walks into the shower with me, and I pull her face down, slowly kissing her, our tongues dancing together as sparks shoot all around my body. I pull away slowly, a smile dancing on both of our lips.

"We need to hurry up," Ama murmurs against my lips. "We told Essie we would be going shopping today, remember? We need to pick up the last couple of items in Oslo for tomorrow evening."

"Oh Goddess" I moan, pouting. "Yep. Yeh we did." Ama laughs at me, before spinning me around and grabbing my shampoo. I lean back into her hands as she starts to lather the shampoo in my hair, closing my eyes. Shower first. Shopping second. Freak out over additional powers third.

It's going to be fine. Ama's hands drop down to my shoulders as she starts to massage my muscles.

"It's all going to be fine.