It looks like it's going to be a double-chapter kind of day.
Foreplay was over as soon as that condom was properly rolled down his dick. I liked that he let me be on top, playing into my need for control. I can’t help it. I’m a D’Amore. We are born Doms. Not the first time and won’t be the last that I ride his cock like this, but unlike any time before this, everything felt more intense. Each roll of my hips and thrust of his cock lit me up. I could see the purple aura of my magic surrounding us. As I moaned his name, I looked at the sky and saw the new moon in perfect position overhead. “Now… Tiberius…. Oh, fuck… mark me now.” I encouraged helping him to sit up without interrupting our rhythm. “Don’t have to tell us twice, Pasticcino,” Tiberius growled. Once again, his voice was overlapping with August’s. I didn’t get a chance to respond, my words becoming a scream that was more moan than anything as his teeth sunk into me. I felt my magic surge. And somewhere deep inside, something stirred in response to his marking. My mouth started to hur
Who knew that marking was going to be so fucking emotional? I went from hot sex with Kat and the intense surge of power of our marking to crying as my best friend’s spirit said goodbye. That was crazy but cathartic. I didn’t get to say goodbye to him before. I didn’t want to believe that Shit Witch’s torture room was the last time I’d see my best friend. So it was good to see him, weird but good. And I’m glad Kat got that chance to meet him and, like me, say goodbye. It gave me the closure I didn’t realize I needed. My heart felt lighter after seeing Thales. And it’s not like there wasn’t plenty more hot sex awaiting Kat and me. Now that her wolf was awake, we ended up spending a week locked up in the villa fucking in every room and on every solid surface. Remembering condoms every time with a bitch, and okay, we forgot more than we remembered. But my mate is a smart cookie. Before her heat set in, she had her Zio get her on she-wolf birth control and otherwise brewed her potion to
As fun as almost nonstop sex was during my heat, I’m glad it’s over. I can finally focus on something that’s not Tiberius’ cock. On more important things like our ranked wolves, mostly assuring that Zoe will come to be our Beta. I can’t think of anyone who deserves to be Beta more than her. And it’s selfish of me, but I want one friend in Nebrodi. ‘First, you make it sound like you don’t almost always think of his dick. Second, maybe you’d have more friends here if our mate hadn’t fucked his way around the pack. And third, what am I, chopped liver?’ Nina scoffed. I would say I forgot she was there, but since the new moon, she has made her presence VERY known. I don’t know how everyone deals with this. Or maybe I got the wolf, who’s a prissy bitch that can’t shut up. ‘Don’t slut shame, Tiberius. Those girls all knew they weren’t his mate. They should get over themselves. I don’t hold grudges against them, so it’s rude to hold one against me. And no offense, but you don’t count, Nina.
“NEVER FEAR, FOR I HAVE ARRIVED!” The boisterous greeting from André startled all of us. All eyes turned to the doorway where André stood, arms held up and out in a dramatic fashion that is so André. My brother always knows how to make an entrance and dress with style. I’m not surprised to see what he’s wearing. A purple paisley dress shirt with shiny silver cuffs, the top three buttons left open, and matching silver dress slacks. His blue mohawk braided to resemble a lightning bolt. “André? What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be meeting with Alec? I know he planned to talk to you and Tiberius today.” Crista frowned. André confidently and with more grace than every woman in this room strode to her and pulled her into a tight hug. “Oh, please. A fashion emergency on my matrigna’s big day is far more important than the tedious piles of paperwork I knew Papa was going to assign me. Today is your Luna ceremony, it’s a fucking pack holiday. Only he would work,” André scoffed. I can al
I need to think more before sending gifts to the Fayte sisters. I didn’t think sending her Gwen’s dress would cause a fashion emergency worthy of André skipping an Alpha meeting. I knew how much that dress meant to Crista and how she’d dreamed of wearing it for her Beta ceremony. I hadn’t considered the Incubi traditions she’d have to follow or just how fired up Katrina would get about abiding by them. The Incubi ceremony went off without a hitch, and so did the after-party. And thanks to André’s quick thinking, Incubi tradition was upheld, and Crista got to feel a connection to her mother on such a special day. A wardrobe change was an ideal solution. It made her entrance at the reception a more significant wow factor. So overall, I give the day two thumbs up. When the Faytes joined Incubi, I was sad when I lost the pack connection to Crista and felt it when Persephone and Delilah took their oaths even though they didn’t have their wolves yet. But on the bright side, since I’m mate
Preparing for the ceremony took up a lot of my time. While there may not be defined guidelines for Incubi, certain traditions must be followed. And some of the practices have to be modified to suit our ranked wolves. The rules were written for males to be the ranked wolves, and fewer restrictions were given to their mates. As Luna, I’m the only one held to a set standard. And this wasn’t just a Nebrodi ceremony I had to deal with as The Coven would be there. I am expected to perform a new moon ritual to assume my position in the Coven as Crone officially. Historically the successor ritual is performed on a new moon. It is a time to plant the seeds of the future, which means my promises as their leader. Which is probably why my binder is twice as big as everyone else’s. There is so much I have to remember. The Luna stuff, I’m good with that. I was the daughter of an Alpha. I saw how a pack was run and understood the duties of a Luna, even if our pack lacked one. It’s the Crone stuff I
I’ve said it before, and I’ll keep saying it for the rest of my life; I am one lucky son of a bitch to have Katrina as my mate. There is no doubt she was born to lead. Her organizational skills are out of this world, just like her imagination. I know the outfits she had Imma create were from André’s mind, but everything else about this ceremony is all her. Nebrodi is not as stuck on tradition as other packs. But the practices we do have Katrina followed to a T. We don’t have a set location for our ceremony, usually hosting it at the pack house. I’d snuck a peak at Katrina’s ceremony grounds, which looked amazing. Since our ceremony merged with her Coven ritual, she wanted it performed outside. And something about the ritual will mark the space as a sacred space within the pack for the Coven. The whole scene is witchy and exciting with all the candles and symbols. Like in the center of the clearing, a stone altar had been placed at the center of an elaborately created image created fr
Getting through the pack ceremony was a cakewalk. Weird but easy. Strange because till Nina woke up, I never had a link, and even when she did wake up, I only unlocked my family link. But as everyone after me sipped from that cup, I felt a Nebrodi link open. I could hear the voices of everyone in the pack, well, everyone old enough to have a wolf. It was an incredible feeling to be connected to them. It was overwhelming. For those too young, I know the link will open to them when they come of age, and I look forward to it. How does Papa do this? How can he be tied to everyone in Incubi and not lose his mind? All their thoughts and feelings quickly outnumbered my own as the others took their seats. ‘Crazy, I’m the one saying this, but focus, Katrina.’ Tiberius’ voice pushed past all the other voices, and his feelings of serenity overshadowed everyone else’s swirling emotions. ‘A pack link is overwhelming, especially for anyone of rank. But you need to focus. Focus on your thoughts an