His Iridescent Luna

Pet

“Even though I will not take you as my Luna, you are not the girl in the prophecy, Samuel will be drawn to you like your his Luna” Odin was cutting his meat slow and talking like he was discussing the weather. He was the only one eating, like a mafia boss or something. Me and Samuel just sat still and listened even though Samuel knew all this information. “I guess we should discuss what a mate is first.” Odin talked about the goddess and how she was the mother of all werewolves and how she blesses her children with what sounds like a souls mate but stronger. That makes me feel a lot less crazy about all the daydreaming I have of Odin, a man I barely know. He talked about how you feel instant attraction and how life immediately starts revolving around that person. Like your next breath won’t happen without them.

Each word made my heart break though… did he not feel this? Was something wrong with me? He’s supposed to love me and unconditionally. But there is a condition, a deal breaker I guess. I’m not a wolf. “So this goddess messed up? Matching us?” Odin finally broke the facade of cool and collective and his eyes snapped up and stared at me like he was angry. “She never does, I don’t know what happened!? It’s torture, you don’t understand!” I didn’t break my gaze this time and found the strength to ask. “ I feel like I deserve for you to try to make me understand, I’m part of the “wrong” match.”. At first I didn’t think he would say anything and just ignore the question but he took a breath in through his nose and breathed out then said “The same goddess that matched us left a prophecy saying the only way to save my people against the vampires would be marrying a wolf princess. A specific one that was kidnapped a long time ago. You. Can’t. Be. Her. You’re not a wolf. So the GODDESS “blessed” me with a mate I can’t have. She’s torturing me! It’s cruel! Gggrraaawll!” He looked broken. I felt my heart shatter when those honey colored eyes looked at me. My brain knows he doesn’t want me to go to him but my heart, the one beating out of my chest, is making me go to him.

I walk to him like you would a stray animal. My eyes were trained on him to watch for any signs that he would react, waiting for him to tell me no. I don’t know what took over me but I needed him, so bad. I needed Odin to want me more then I wanted my next breathe. The closer I walk the more it feels like I’m approaching a threat, his tense body turns to follow my movements as if to always keep me in front of him. He watches my hands like they are weapons so I make sure to keep them in front of me. I don’t care if this backfired on me, I need him. I finally get within touching distance and slide my hands on his shoulders, he looks up at me with that same look of scrutiny like he can’t process what’s happening.

I slide my hands from his broad shoulders to behind his neck and go to sit in his lap. Once I sit down I realize how much his body has responded to me, this man is large! I’ll think about that another time though! I lay my head on his chest and settle in. He doesn’t move at first and it’s really just me tucking myself into him but listening to his heartbeat and smelling his scent while feeling his body pressed to mine, I feel alive. That’s the only way to describe this feeling. He moves his hands around me like he was once made of stone and is now trying to fight the stiffness. His hands leave tingles every where he touches me and I can’t help the gasp that leaves me, I don’t look at him though! I can’t see his eyes or that would be my undoing. His hands move along my body but stay very innocent, he rubs my sides and arms and I close my eyes relishing the touch. He surprises me and moans then whispers “so soft” almost like it wasn’t meant for me. My heart soars. He’s talking about me, this big scary but so sexy, man… wants me. His hands slide to my hair and I feel a growl in his chest more then I hear it and he leans his head down till it’s tucked in the crook of my neck. His heart starts beating so fast and his grip on me tightens as he raises his hips into me. I don’t know if it was on purpose or not but he rubs c*ck against my core and I start pooling while heat I’ve never felt before builds up. My hands grab his waist and pull back at him to create more friction.

We sit like this for a couple seconds but it felt like years, I want this man. No, I need to feel him inside me! I pictured what it would feel like to not have any clothes between us and moaned saying his name “Odin”. He snapped. He grabbed my neck and I felt his tongue start at the base and work his way up. The tingles were exploding and my body constricted so strongly that I’m sure if he kept doing this I would orgasm from just this. His hand that wasn’t on my neck pressed against my stomach which made me squirm self consciously but he growled and kept me in place saying “you’re so perfect”. Ugh! This man. His hand torturously made its way to one of my breast and I arched into him while through my head back unintentionally giving him more access to my neck. “Odin please!” I don’t even know what I was asking for but I needed him more then anything.

“I can’t take advantage of you, I want you to make that decision when you’re not consumed by this. I can make you c*m without s*x though. Would you like that, pet?” As much as I wanted to hate him calling me pet the way he said it, sign me up! I’ll get on all fours and bark right now if that’s what it would take to relieve this build up. I gripped him while my body was so tight with tension and wet with anticipation. It felt like I was throbbing and only he could fix it. “Yes please, Odin I need you.” He stood up so fast I almost didn’t realize he was taking off my pants, I kick out of the legs then heard him growl. “You smell delicious, can I taste you?” I expected him to get me in position but I realized he was waiting. I looked at his face to check but yes, he was waiting for me to give him approval. Oh, this mysterious man has surprised me. I put a hand on his cheek to ground me while swimming in emotions I don’t understand. “Odin, I’m yours. Do whatever you want.” My voice sounded like someone else, anybody would hear how lost I was to this. He picked me up so my legs were around his waist and my arms wrapped around his neck. His hands felt like lava on the back of my thighs then those warm brown eyes looked at me and I felt like every mask he kept in place was gone. It must be exhausting keeping that in place. He stared into my eyes then looked at my lips almost as a question. Then he slowly moved in giving me time to say no but I just closed my eyes ready for me. The second his lips slid over mine my bodily jolted like it was hit with electricity!