Stolen Luna

Shadow

He dropped her on the bed gently. Isabella wrapped her legs around his waist “ come already” she whispered under her breathe.

“ I have to look for the kit first” he said lifting her leg and squeezing her breast.

He stood up and went to the cupboard where they normally hid the kit, away from the children.

“here” he said as he stood up from the ground with the kit on his hand.

He climbed the bed, taking off her clothes, he planted kisses on her neck while his hands roamed around her body. Rubbing her p***y, he took off her underwear, laid on the bed with his face in between her legs. He sucked her p***y softly.

“ Hmmmm… yhhhhhh” she moaned as she held his head, pressing it in.

Slowly, he moved upward to her breast, sucking one and caressing the other.

Slowly, he removed the chains from the kit, raised her hands and chained them to the wall. She stared at him with eyes filled with lust. He brought out an eye patch and tied it around her head, covering her eyes.

“ Baaabbbbeee, I love this part” Isabella was already turned on to the fullest. She rubbed her laps together, whyning her waist to the rhythm of his touch.

Diinnngggggg

The bell rang from the living room

“ Who is there at this ungodly hour?” Isabella said, struggling to get loosed.

Maxwell who's been sitting on her laps came down “ be still babe, I will be back”

“Ok daddy” she teased

Maxwell walked to the living room smiling while he made turns guessing who could be at the door.

“ It should be mom..no…dad” he thought to himself as he hurried to the door.

Getting to the door, he peeped through the door hole immediately and saw an unfamiliar face. One he couldn't seem to settle with. Something about the person standing in front of him made him feel uneasy.

Lucas could perceive the sweet vanilla smell of his Luna fulling the whole room, he stood tall, eyes dark with a broad chest staring at Maxwell.

“ I'm here to take my bride” he said with his hands behind his back.

He sounded so collected and this made Maxwell wonder if it was a dream.

“ What do you mean by that-” Maxwell didn't finish his statement when Lucas slit his throat with his fangers.

“Dadddddddd” Cabin screamed from a distance covering his mouth.

Lucas raised his head to look at the boy…with regret in his eyes, he dashed towards Cabin seizing him by the corner, he flinged him to the other side of the room. With a loud bang, both father and son fell to the floor, like it was arranged to happen at the same time.

Jane who had been peeping the whole time, let out the tears that's been gatherings in her eyes. When she saw Lucas bend down right above her father's body, she knelt down and crawled silently under her bed with her doll clenched tightly to her chest trying not to make a sound as she cried.

Isabella who's been tied in the bedroom couldn't help but wonder what the uneasiness she felt was about. Her body tickled and burnt with lust due to the dust- like smell filling the room. She didn't hear the sound from the living room since it was raining heavily.

“Baaabbbbeee?” Isabella called out to her husband who is taking longer than expected.

Lucas walked around the room for a while, approaching Jane's bedroom when he hears his mates voice. For the first time in his life, he smiled…wasn't a pretence, but real smile. He left the knob of Jane's bedroom and turned immediately towards the sound of her voice.

He opened the door and saw the love of his life tied to the wall with a chain. Her beautiful body screamed for his touch.

“ How can her breast look so young after two kids?” He wondered.

“ Why are you standing there?” Isabella was already feeling excitement at its peak. The person standing before her didn't feel like normal. She felt something so different.

Lucas walked towards her, taking off his clothes, he climbed the bed and hurried dip his face in her p***y.

“ Oooouuuhhh” “ argg” “ hmmm”

Isabella moaned.

He kissed her so passionately, like he wanted to be in her.

Without thinking much, he put his d**k in her p***y, sliding in and out. Each stroke felt different, more intimate.

Isabella moaned so loudly, forgetting her kids.. everything about this moment felt different but she didn't bother.

Lucian went faster, this time squeezing her breast.

He turned her for a doggy style, grabbed her waist from behind and f****d her so hard. Each bang penetrating deep into her walls, releasing electric shock down their spines.

Isabella knew Maxwell wasn't this good but she couldn't help but enjoy the moment. She held the chain tightly, moaning and growling.

Lucian waist moved so fast and hard. He has never felt this way In his entire life. Amongst the whole women he has slept with, this one felt different. She was his mate. His long lost Luna. He thought he'd never see her again and won't be able to transform into a wolf. He stared at her back and couldn't help but plant kisses on her spotless back.

After an hour of intense pleasure, he cummed. Pouring everything on the bed.

He turned her to the front, with her back on the bed. He then proceeded to removing the eye patch from her eyes. At first sight, their eyes clicked immediately.

“Wha….whoo..when”

Isabella was cut short by the sweet sensation of Lucas elongated canal piercing into her skin. Her neck became red and swollen. She was marked by her alpha. It made her eye glow differently

“ I Lucas Greyback accept you Isabella as my mate. To love and cherish every day, moment, minute and year with you. To love and have every part of you till death” Lucas said his vow with his eyes fixed on hers.

She didn't know what to say but heard it for the first time in her life. Her inner wolf spoke

“Our mate”

“ Our mate”

“ Our mate”

A spark of electricity sparked between them again before Isabella passed out still in shock as to who it was or what had happened.

Lucas stood up staring at his beautiful mate. Her hair curled and laid around the bed. She looked so beautiful like a goddess. Wiping the blood from his mouth, he kissed her forehead and went in search of a napkin. He went outside the bedroom to the kitchen. Sighting a tissue, he smiled “this would do”

Jane stared at the figure from afar. She came out of her bed after she heard her mother growl. She thought he had killed her. She stared at the tattoo on his chest and let out silent tears.

“ Bad man” she said pointing from a distance.

Lucas walked to the bedroom like he owned the world. Each step commanding authority. He went over the bed, breaking the chains like it was nothing; it was nothing to him.

He wiped her p***y off his c*m, cleaned the bed and dressed his Luna. He picked her up like she was a child and left the house.

Walking outside he spoke to someone “ burn it down.”

The shadow figure poured gasoline round the house and set it on fire.

Clever Jane happened to perceive the smell of gasoline and climbed outside through her small window.

She fell flat on her floor, her face covered with bruises. She stood up after some minutes, feeling the heat from the house, she ran with every strength she had within her, her tiny feet slapping the floor guided by instinct and fear. Not looking back, scared for her life. She ran to the road and after a while turned to look back. Tears streamed down her eyes as she stood barefooted, small, and trembling, clutching to a stuffed bunny like her life depended on it. Her eyes were wide, reflecting the chaos she had just witnessed. She coughed for a while, covering her mouth with her tiny hands. After some while , she fell on the floor, where she was sure the big man with a tattoo on his chest would not see her.

The sharp crackling of fire devours the silence of the night. Smoke coils into the air, thick and fast, blurring the outline of the modest house now engulfed in flames. The rain that had stopped continued pouring from the sky, but it was too late. The fire eats through the wood like it’s starving.

Someone stood over the little girl on the floor - a man. He was driving to his house when he spotted Jane lying on the road with the help of his headlight. He got out and went to her, taking a good look at the familiar face, he bent down to check if she was alive. He placed his fingers by the side of her neck and smiled when he could feel her pulse.