Moon Blessed Luna

Chapter 4 - Brianna

The rest of my afternoon was boring to say the least. I read through every missing person's report again, reviewed every single piece of evidence we had, which wasn't a lot, and eventually angrily swiped all the papers off my desk with a frustrated growl. A soft knock on my door made me lift my head and sniff the air, the fresh cotton scent told me it was Sue. I got up and pulled her inside, closing the door by pushing her against it and kissing her before she could say anything.

Sue and I had been friends for as long as I could remember, and eventually we discovered an interest in each other's bodies. We weren't a couple, she was waiting for her mate like pretty much every female wolf, but it didn't stop her from having fun with me.

"What's wrong, Bree?" she asks softly when we stop kissing so we can breathe, my chin resting on top of her head and her arms wrapped around my waist. I sigh and let her go, dragging myself to the sofa before falling down on it.

"I really don't want to talk about it, Sue." I pat my leg, hoping she will straddle me and continue our kissing session. I needed the distraction her body could give me. She disappointed me by sitting down next to me, just out of reach, and raising one of her perfectly shaped eyebrows at me. I look over at her, annoyed that she doesn't want to distract me.

"Talk to me, Bree, let me help you." I look into her soft, brown eyes which sit in her beautiful golden face surrounded by an illegal amount of eyelashes.

"Curse you and your psychology degree." I mumble, before I sigh and lay my head on her lap. Feeling her breast against my cheek and surrounded by her familiar scent I relax a little, her fingers start playing with the tight curls on my head.

"I just can't seem to figure it out. I want to help those poor girls, their names and pictures haunt my every thought. It's been happening for 10 years, Sue. How could my father not have prioritized finding them?"

"The girls weren't from our Pack, Bree. You know how your father thought about that." she states it like a fact, not in defense of him. I know she is right, my father didn't help packs he considered to be beneath his own.

"But it makes no sense," I tell her. "we are going extinct as it is. Less children are being born, and more of those kids are born without a wolf. We are all children of the Moon Goddess, and yet we refuse to help eachother because all those dumb Alpha males are scared to be challenged in their authority by someone who could actually win from them."

She stays silent and continues to play with my hair. I let myself relax a little more under her touch. I turn to my side so I can press my face into her boob and I feel her n****e harden under my breath, even through the fabric of her shirt and bra. I give it a soft nip and am rewarded by a sharp intake of her breath. I need to lose myself in her body, it's the only way to calm my mind enough to focus on work again.

I let myself fall off the sofa and kneel between her legs. Sitting like this, with her on the couch and me kneeling in front of her, we are the same height. I look deep in her eyes before leaning in to kiss her again. My hands move up her legs to her hips, where I grip the edge of her shirt. I break the kiss and look at her.

"Please?" I ask her softly and she nods before pulling my lips back to hers. I lift her shirt, shortly breaking the kiss again to take it off over her head. When our lips crash together once more, she eagerly invites my tongue to meet hers and my hands move to cup her breasts before releasing the front closing clasp of her bra.

I lean back to admire her large boobs, weighing them in my hands before leaning down and taking one of her hard n*****s into my mouth, my fingers squeezing, twisting and pulling on the other. A soft moan escapes her as she arches her back to press my mouth further over her n****e. I grin while continuing to tease her, my hand letting go so I can pull her long skirt up and I growl when I feel she's not wearing any underwear.

"I knew what you needed, that's why I came here." I look up at her and I feel Keena coming more to the foreground.

Our Wolves work mostly on instinct, and being with someone of the same s*x goes against those instincts, especially for female Wolves. Male Wolves will sometimes mount other males when frustrated during mating season, or to show dominance. Having a Fated Mate of the same s*x in unheard of, simply because mating is about the best chances to produce strong cubs, and to increase the Wolf's chances for happiness. This doesn't mean our Wolves aren't aroused when we have s*x with someone we enjoy being with. Our minds are interwoven so tightly, and just as their mate bond influences the human side's behavior, our human half can influence our Wolf's emotions and behaviors.

We growl, and I kiss Sue almost desperately, trailing kisses down her neck towards her breasts while my hands start exploring her folds. She's soaking wet and moans when I rub against the sensitive skin.

She wants us, needs us! Just like we need her right now! She will help you focus again!

I know! Now shut up and let me do this. Keena takes a step back, though I still feel her presence strongly in my mind. She won't fight me for control on this but she also wants to watch and enjoy.

I settle myself between her legs, pressing them open for easier access and admiring the smooth skin for a moment.

"Beautiful," I murmur, before pressing my mouth over her p***y and licking from the tight little hole up to her c**t. Her moans arouse me and I start teasing her, feeling her hands in my curls, pulling slightly to keep me in the correct position. I growl and softly nip at her c**t, causing a little yelp of pleasure to escape her full lips and she releases my head.

Gently, my index and middle finger find their way inside her, curling them slightly towards her stomach to find that little nub of pleasure within. Licking and sucking her c**t like my life depends on it, I start rubbing that spot inside her with a similar ferocity. I lose myself in her taste and her increasingly louder moans until I feel her p***y clench around me and a wave of liquid squirts out. Smiling slightly I pull my fingers back and lick her folds a few more times while she continues to spasm with small jolts of pleasure.

When I move up to kiss her lips, I find my own pleasure in her relaxed smile and half closed eyes. I love to make her feel like this, and I love the control I have over her body.

"You made the couch all dirty," I tell her with a coy smile. She opens one eye a little more to look at me.

"Your fault," she mumbles, before sighing deeply and relaxing back on the sofa. I chuckle and kiss her softly before giving her n****e one last tease and settling down next to her, pulling her into my shoulder.

"I wish you'd let me do that to you." she whispers, and I pull her closer.

"I know." I say, but I know it will never happen.