Their forced luna

Chapter 8

She trembled like a little bird. My predator instincts kicked in, I bit harder until she backed against me.

My fingers fell from her breasts and slipped into the water, finding her clit and pushing against it in

strong swift circles. Fuck, I wasn't going to be able to stop myself. I bit harder, one of my fangs

breaking the skin. Her blood dripped into my mouth and everything that would be between us slammed

through my head.

"You're not about to mark Zale's mate, are you?" Demanded a deep voice from the doorway.

Growling, I let go of Amanda, turning and looking up at the muscular guard. His tattooed body was on

complete display, and my Luna was getting an eyeful of Javier's best assets. "I wasn't going to mark

her."

"Oh yeah? Looks like you were about to do a lot more than that." He strode over to his like a big cat,

his silky black hair that women adored framing his heart-shaped cheeks. "You're the new Luna, huh?"

He grabbed her hand, pressing a kiss on the top of it. "My name's Javier, and I will be your loving

prince until it's time to play."

Her heartbeat increased, beating wildly in her chest like a caged bird. "Amanda," she whispered.

I sighed. My arousal dimmed. I hated how Javier played. I much rather preferred a warm body beneath

me to slowly torment than to go hunt one down. He tended to not be gentle either, but none of his

lovers complained. Not with what he had to work with.

Javier laughed. "What's wrong?" he chided, his hand slipped beneath the water between me and

Amanda, squeezing my cock. "You don't want to share with me, Bo? You know we'll have a lot of fun.

Even if you catch up late. I'll keep you both warm in the snow." Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I growled low in my throat at him, but tilted my head back, thrusting up into his masterful grip. Just

because I hated him, didn't mean I wouldn't accept a fuck from him if given the chance. The ways he'd

stretch me left me feeling sore but so fucking satisfied for days on end.

Javier chuckled in the back of his throat. "You always were such a slut, Bo," he grabbed me around the

throat with his other hand, gently squeezing me. Not enough to hurt, but enough that I knew my place.

His lips covered mine in a soft sweet caress, but when I tried to deepen it he pulled away. "Not yet, we

need to turn our girl around so she can watch you be taken to nirvana. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

he purred right into my ear. Wolves shouldn't purr, but the way this man did made my balls tighten.

"Fuck, yes," I whimpered, thrusting against his touch.

Javier grabbed Amanda, repositioning her in the tub so she could watch us. "Don't worry, little dove.

After I've had my fill of this one, with you watching, of course, we're going to get started on you. I'm

going to devour you from the toes up. I'll be nice with my play today, but tomorrow?" He grinned at her.

"What happens tomorrow?" Amanda asked.

"The hunt," I moaned, thrusting harder against him, chasing that sweet friction. He rewarded me by

swiping his large thumb over the tip of my dick.

"Hunt?" she gulped.

"You're going to love it," Javier assured her. "I'm going to give you ten minutes to find a hiding place,

and then I'm going to come find you, and when I do, I'm going to fuck you nice and hard."

"Why would I do that?" Amanda questioned, eyes widening. But she couldn't tear her gaze away from

his slow torment of me. She licked her lips, biting down on the bottom one, and pressed her thighs

together. Even through the water, her arousal wafted through the air.

"Because, if you can outsmart me and get back to the house before I do, I'll grant you a gift. Anything

you want, I'll even go kill the bastard that you were running from."