Mistakenly His Luna

Rue’s POV It never crossed my mind that the night would change my life forever... The sheet is damp with sweat and sensation. Naked and sore, I quiver with tears in eyes in the aftermath of over an hour’s pain and pleasure. This was my first time. I am lying next to a strange man that was going rampant like a beast on top of my body a while ago. But I have no idea who he is. The man is already soundly asleep and breathes steadily. In the dim moonlight that sheds on the bed, I finally get to take a clear look at his face. He looks terribly handsome with an imperious nose and his defined cheekbones carved down towards a flinty jaw. Lacquered by the moonlight, his incredibly sculpted body was extremely alluring. I can still feel the remaining heat on my palms from touching his rock-hard abs, his muscular back, his tabooed arms... Somewhere between my thighs still aches awkwardly from previous activity. However, I was only asked to sleep with him. My job is done. I have to leave now. 3 hours earlier. "Rue, now go in there and sleep with the guy inside for the night. Your mom's medical bills will be settled and I will help find the wolf kidney match for her, or I will kick her out of the pack hospital immediately." Ashley said in a her typical blackmailing tone. I was standing outside a presidential suite with Ashley, the Alpha’s daughter. I was an omega, serving as a maid for the Alpha family of the Ripple Moon Pack. Unfortunately, I was born with no scent and had no wolf even though I was already 18. But I had a face that looked so unbelievably alike to that of Ashley, which made my life in the pack miserable. When she saw my face for the first time in the pack house, she rushed over and stomped me viciously. She had hated my guts ever since, and would give me a hard time every time she saw me. This time was worse. She’s asking me to sleep with a strange man. However, my mom was still lying in the pack hospital, receiving continued medical treatment. Her life was at stake. I knew this was my life and finally nodded, "Okay, I'll do it." I opened the door. The room was dimly lit. I could barely see anything. There was a good smell of perfume mixed with strong alcohol in the air and I could faintly hear the man gasping heavily. He must drink a lot. I groped my way to the bed, after my eyes started to adjust to the dimness. All of a sudden, a strong hand yanked me onto the bed. I screamed. Then, a huge burning body pressed against mine. My heart was racing frantically. I subconsciously cried out: "Don't......" "Jude, why did you leave me? Why? " The man's voice was deep and so captivating in my ears. He seemed to utter a girl’s name. His hot breath sent shivers down my spine. My body was shaking. I wanted to say something, but barely uttered a word. "Now, take off your clothes." The order was delivered abruptly. The voice was hoarse with desire, but somehow sounded erotic. As soon as he stopped talking, a big hand slipped under my shirt, stroking my breasts. My clothes was forcibly ripped off and Hot kisses fell on my neck without warning. I wanted to push him off my body, because I didn’t want to give my virginity to a stranger, but he was too heavy. I barely moved him. More kisses and licks made my body limp and powerless. “You smell so good.” The voice sounded like a beast about to feast on a delicious prey. My mouth was gaping involuntarily as he gently kissed my breasts, my belly, my thighs and finally my v****a, also with his tongue running over my body. Every lick, every flick causes an electric surge, a tiny sharp shock, to flash through my body. I closed my eyes firmly; my body shaking. Past miserable memories flashed across my mind. It was my life, one nightmare after another. He put his head between my legs, nuzzling at first. His beard was a little rough on the insides of my thighs. Then with his lips, then his tongue, he struck fire. Tears of shame mingled with unexpected sensuality streamed down my eyes. I couldn’t help but enjoy this completely strange feeling and crave more. I tried my best to refrain myself from moaning. But unspeakable sounds escaped. “ Ah, ah, ah...” The sounds seemed to make him frantic. “ You like that? Hugh. slut. you want more?” He said in a scornful tone, and slapped my bottom with the flat of his hand. I cried out. It hurt. Another slap on my bottom. He violently forced my legs further apart, and pressed his gigantic throbbing manhood against my v****a, rubbing it on my thighs, my c**t over and over. Suddenly it broke into me. A surge of pain mixed with shameful pleasure drove me beyond my limits. It felt like my v****a was ripped apart. I got lost, automatically spread my legs wide open, and grabbed his sweaty muscular back with my hand as firmly as I could. With every passing second, the pain receded and euphoria took over. Finally I lost all shame, and wasn’t bothered about showing my pleasure to this man; I started to whine as he kept on penetrating me and pushed my legs up higher. I didn’t know how long it lasted. Eventually, as he, rising up with a blurry and bewildered look, his back arching in spasms, emptied himself inside me. He growled when he came, but didn’t stop the movements down there. Then I was snorting, trying to tell him to stop. Soon I had come a second time and wanted him to stop. Late night. I tried to stay awake, though my body was a wreck. I gritted my teeth and looked at the man sleeping soundly beside me. The thin quilt slid down to his waist and the Greek-god like upper body revealed. Looking up, I was fixated on his extremely good-looking face that was way out of my league. Suddenly sadness struck me. I sat up slowly and got out of the bed. I picked up the clothes scattered on the floor and put them on, and randomly packed the things lying around the floor into my bag. I quickly walked out of the room as I did not dare to stay any longer. At the end of the corridor, Ashley, well-dressed, was waiting for me. " It's done, the money that you've promised me......" I bit my lips and awkwardly tidied up myself with my hands. Ashley glanced at me with unveiled disgust on her face. Her eyes fell on my bruised neck that was exposed. A word squeaked out of her mouth: “whore.”