THE REJECTED FOURFOLD LUNA: FATED TO TWO ALPHA TWINS

Chapter 17—Naughty Little Wolf

Celeste's POV

His eyes were still on mine and the room was still quiet and I was still deciding.

There was a version of this moment where I told him everything. The files. The names. The way my stomach turned over when I thought about walking into that building and finding Aiden and Jayden Carter sitting across a desk from me like none of it ever happened.

I looked at Jason's face and thought about saying all of it.

Then I thought about what comes after. The concern. The careful conversations. Mason being measured about it and Jason being perceptive about it and both of them treating me like something that needed protecting when I was trying so hard to be a woman who did not need protecting from her own past.

I did not want to do that tonight.

"I'm fine," I said. "I promise. It was just a long day."

Jason looked at me for a long moment. Not the kind of looking that accepted things at face value. The other kind.

"I know you're lying," he said quietly. "And I'm not going to push you on it." He moved his thumb gently along my jaw. "But when you're ready to tell me what's actually going on in there, I'm here. You know that."

Something loosened in my chest that I did not fully realize was tight.

"I know," I said.

"Good." His eyes dropped to my mouth. "Now stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like you're relieved I dropped it." He smiled. "I didn't drop it. I'm just waiting."

I reached up and kissed him before he could say anything else and he made a low sound against my mouth that said he was not entirely opposed to the redirection.

His lips moved from mine to my jaw. Then my neck. Slow and deliberate in a way that made thinking considerably more difficult than it needed to be.

I tilted my head back slightly.

"Use your lips somewhere that actually matters," I said. "Not asking questions."

Jason stopped.

He pulled back enough to look at me with an expression that was caught somewhere between amusement and something considerably warmer than that. He brought two fingers up slowly and pressed them lightly to my lips.

"Naughty girl," he said, and he was smiling when he said it.

Then he kissed me.

The kiss deepened fast. Jason stepped in close and pinned me against the wall, one hand in my hair, the other braced beside my head. His body pressed fully against mine, the thick scent of him wrapping around me until my wolf stirred under my skin.

His mouth stayed on mine for several hungry seconds before he trailed lower. He tugged my top aside, pushed my bra down, and closed his lips over one n****e.

He sucked with steady pressure, tongue flicking over the peak, then switched to the other breast and gave it the same attention until both were tight and aching.

When he came back up, he kissed me again. At the same time his hand slipped beneath my pants and found me already wet. Two fingers pushed inside without hesitation.

I gasped against his mouth. Jason kept kissing me while those fingers worked deeper, curling against the spot that made my hips jerk.

He pumped them slowly, then added a third and stretched me wider. His thumb settled on my c**t and rubbed firm circles.

"Already this wet for me," he murmured. "You were thinking about this the whole time, weren't you?"

I nodded, gripping his shoulders. He kept the rhythm steady, thrusting his fingers deep while his thumb never stopped moving. The wet sound of it filled the quiet. Heat built fast between my legs. My thighs started to tremble.

"Feel how your p***y is gripping me," he said near my ear. "So greedy. Taking my fingers like it wants something thicker."

I was shaking against the wall now, hips rolling to meet every stroke. The pressure coiled tight and low until I could barely stand it.

"Jason," I whispered. "Please."

"Please what?"

"f**k me. I need you inside me."

He pulled his fingers free and brought them to my mouth. I opened and tasted myself while he watched.

"Not yet," he said. "First I want that pretty mouth on my c**k. Make it nice and sloppy so I can slide into you the way you need."

I sank to my knees and freed him. His c**k was thick and hard. I took him into my mouth, tongue swirling around the head before I sank lower. Saliva coated every inch as I sucked him deeper, bobbing in a steady rhythm until the wet sounds were loud between us.

"That’s my good girl," he said, hand resting in my hair. "Look at you making such a mess of my c**k. Get it nice and wet for me."

I kept going until my lips were swollen and he was thoroughly slick. Then Jason pulled me up and guided me to the couch. He sat and tugged me down so I straddled his lap.

"Ride me," he said. "Show me how much you want it."

I lined him up and sank down in one slow slide. The stretch pulled a soft sound from my throat as he filled me completely.

His hands settled on my hips, guiding me as I started to move. I rose up and dropped back down, taking every inch again and again.

He met each movement with a controlled upward thrust. I braced my hands on his shoulders and rolled my hips harder, grinding so my c**t rubbed against him on every stroke.

"f**k, you feel perfect like this," Jason said. "Taking every bit of me. Keep riding me just like that."

I leaned forward and kissed him while I kept moving. His hands gripped my ass and helped me bounce harder. Every downward stroke drove him deeper. The scent of our arousal mixed with his alpha scent until my wolf was restless under my skin.

Jason’s mouth found my neck. "That’s it, baby. Use me. Take what you need. This c**k is yours to ride as long as you want."

I kept moving, hips rolling in a steady rhythm. His fingers dug into my skin, letting me set the pace while he filled me over and over. The couch creaked softly beneath us.

I was lost in the feel of him, the stretch, the heat. Jason’s hands stayed firm on my hips, his voice low against my skin as I continued to ride him.