“I’m telling you, Ollie, you don’t have to wear a dress. The website says that you could wear a pantsuit. You have those,” I promise them. For one, I’m telling the truth. The website does say that formal attire for women, and I’m going with biological sense, is EITHER a dress or a pant suit. But also, we have to get on the road! We have about an hour to get to our reservation and I want to see Kurt. He and I have been texting back and forth ever since our coffee date yesterday. He confirmed that he works at a restaurant as an expeditor, which is something that I have to ask him about. I have no idea what an expeditor is, but love listening to him describe the adrenaline ridden nights in the kitchen at the most sought-after place in Houston. I mean, the only reason that I got the table that I did is because I’m a luna and we hold power, even in the human world.He tells me that he’s a boxer and just had his biggest fight ever, which is why he had the lim
The second that I heard Ollie’s laugh and turned to see Fati and her friends, this intense longing flowed through me. It was the hardest thing for me to do not to go over to her right then. Our little coffee date, if it could be called a date, had gone really well. I felt like I had gotten to know a good bit about Fati, her family, and her personality. She doesn’t strike me as one of those girls who ae putting on a show for a guy that she likes. In all the videos that she showed me of her nephews, her friends, and her family, she has the same infectious personality, the same kindhearted humor, and the same quick wit. She’s completely real and I really like that about her. The only regret that I have is that I didn’t kiss her. It had just seemed too soon. I’d just met the girl and we weren’t on an official date. I didn’t know if I should have. Seeing her here at Marsaf’s, I can’t let her leave without stealing some time alone with
We finish eating around 9:00, so I headed back to the house to change. I didn’t think it would be a good idea to head to the gym in the outfit that I had gone to Marsaf’s in. Still, I wanted to look nice, so I put on a wine colored lace bodysuit and a pair of jeans with a pair of heels. I had texted Kurt when we were about five minutes out from the restaurant and he was waiting for us outside. Now I’m sitting ringside, right by his corner. I’d met Kurt’s trainers Mickey and Russo, along with another guy in his crew, Jimmy. They were all in the back, making sure that Kurt was dressed and warmed up for the fight. When Jimmy escorted me to my seat, there was already a fight in progress. “Lightweight fight. Our guy is there in the blue and yellow. Corey. This fight should be wrapping up in the next ten minutes and then they’ll be a break for them to clean up before Kurt’s Heavyweight fight. You want a beer or something?”“Got soda? Coke or Peps
That fight was brutal. Spearman is a fucking legend in the ring and he knows how to handle himself. Though Fati had caught on to his leg before any of us could, he still put up a hell of a fight. It was only her catching his weakness that made it so that it wasn’t down to points and I wasn’t sure that I would have won based solely on that. We were neck and neck at the beginning of the round. I shower quickly, but distractedly, thinking of the girl that has barely been in my life for 24 hours and has completely turned everything upside down. Fati is literally all I can think of. I mean, that was the case before I saw her at my job. But now that I’ve tasted her, touched her, felt her against my body, there is literally no other thought in my brain. Especially now that the fight is over. I finish showering and dry myself off quickly. I had asked Fati to wait for me and that Jimmy would bring her back to me as soon as I was dressed. She had agr
I am not a shy little virgin. I mean, Caleb and I were together for over three years. We’d had sex about every way possible. So I’ve had quite a few orgasms. But Kurt managed to make me cum so hard with just his fingers that I am having trouble remaining upright. It takes several moments after I’ve cum before I realize that he’s licking my juices off of his fingers. It takes a few beats beyond that for my hand to reach down for his cock. Honestly, I hadn’t been sure what to expect my mate to be packing. I mean, I knew that he would be able to satisfy me. Selene wouldn’t have made him for me if he hadn’t been. But I also know that humans typically aren’t as large as werewolves, so I wasn’t sure what was going on under Kurt’s clothes. I have to say, I must be one of the Moon Goddess’s favorites. He’s a little longer than the average human from what I’ve read, about seven inches. But he is so thick that I’m going to have to unhinge my jaw to t
I’m sitting in my truck in the parking lot of the counseling center staring at my phone. I’m the first one here, like always. I wish they would just give me a key. I mean, it’s not like I’m an intern anymore. Granted, I’ve only had the job for a few weeks, but they know that I’m good for it. I interned here throughout my schooling and volunteered here for years before that.But Luca, my boss, says that I’m too young to make my job my entire life. “Go have fun. Work on finding your mate. Fucking sleep in once in a while. The work will always be here, but your health and your youth won’t.”I mean, he’s right. I know it.But the problem is this damn phone. It keeps me awake all day and all night with it’s loud and unbroken silence. No phone calls. No texts. No DMs. Not even a fucking carrier pigeon.Fati has sent me nothing.I don’t know how she’s doing. I don’t know if she’s safe or how school is going or if she’s found her mate. I don’t know if she misses me. Not
I wake up slowly, one sense at a time.First is sound, a whirring susurration. A low, steady hum. Constant and consistent. For a while, I think it might just be my own heartbeat. It takes several more senses coming online for me to figure out what it is.The second sense is taste. A sour, stale taste in my mouth. The taste of your mouth after you’ve vomited and then fallen asleep without brushing your teeth.The third sense is smell. A clean, antiseptic smell of a place that is well cleaned and artificial. It’s then that I realize that something isn’t right.It’s not that I think that I’m in danger. No, it’s more like I’m not where I expect to be. I had expected to still be in the woods. To smell earth and damp and fresh air.It’s then that I start to feel. Not just the aches and pains of the long journey that I’ve undergone. It’s also the feeling of a cushion beneath me. A bed? And the feeling of cool, almost cold air.Finally, my eyes flutter open. And that’s when my
“Mozzarella sticks! Get three orders of mozzarella sticks!” Grey exclaims out to her brother as he flags down the waitress. “You do realize that she could probably hear you from here. Not only is she a wolf, but you’ve got a big ass mouth,” Ethan grouses at her. She arches a brow at her brother. “I’ve never had any complaints,” she sasses to him. It makes Mikela and Freya laugh their asses off while Ethan covers his ears and Finn and I try not to gag. Three sets of siblings, all best friends. Finnegan and his twin Freya, Ethan and his younger sister, Grey, and me and Mikela. The girls are best friends just like I am with the guys, so we often hang out together. But it also means that we see each other as extended families. More siblings than anything else. And Grey has no trouble using that against us at times like this.“Goddess, Grey. That is not something that I want to imagine,” I say.“I’ll fucking kill any male that I know did that t
“Holy shit, Hermes. That feels amazing,” I moan feeling his hands knead deep into the tissue and muscle of my back. I can hear the smile in his voice as he talks to me. “I’ve got magic fingers love. I think all three of you know that by now.” I wiggle my ass against him, giggling. “I know of something else that’s magic.” He gives a low growl. “You keep doing that and we’re going to react how you got pregnant.” I chuckle, but really the massage feels too damn good to stop. I’m a few weeks out from my due date and my back has been killing me. This pregnancy is very different from my first pregnancy with our boys. Yeah, it was hard to carry them towards the end, but other than that I didn’t have any issues. With the girls, it’s been morning sickness, pulled muscles, heartburn, and difficulty sleeping. It has been rough. The doctors say that this normal. Each pregnancy is different. This one just happens to be really
I stalk the small demon through the wasteland that surrounds Tartarus, moving on silent feet as I move towards it. It’s smaller than a human child, but bigger than the rabbit-like creatures that I was eating before. As I’ve gained strength, my appetite has increased. For food. For violence. For sex. To sate my hunger, I’ve been hunting around the cave that we are holed up in. Luckily, we are on the outskirts of a small demon encampment. I’ve been able to find plenty of food. My need for violence has been slaked by hunting my prey. No guns here in the Underworld. I have to beat them to death. Bash their heads into the rocky ground. Literally tear them limb from limb. I usually end up covered in blood and ready for a fuck. Lilith has always been a good lay. Hell, she was the first woman that I’d ever been with, but that doesn’t mean that she wasn’t one of the best. She was wasted on Adam, that stupid, God-whipped little sit of
It’s dark. Cold. Or maybe it’s hot and I’m sweating? I don’t know. I do know that I can’t see, so I must be in a place that’s dark. There’s a presence near me, it feels dark. Like evil dark. Even in the pitch blackness of the room, I can see the shadowed outline of someone hovering around me. The room is pitch black, but even in a dark room there’s ambient light. His shape takes all of that light away. And not just the light. It seems to take away any body heat. Any place that the shape touches me is bone-chillingly cold.The sounds that I hear are insectile. Buzzing and chirping. Weird pops and clicks. But only whenever the shadow is in the room.I try to watch the shadow whenever it gets close. Are there antennas? Wings? Pincers? I can’t tell.Honestly, the shape just looks like a man. Tall. Stooped. Weak. Well, at least he looked that way when I first started seeing him. Now he’s taller. Stronger. And he walks with more confidence.The pops and c
My cell seems to be getting smaller and smaller as each day passes. It fluctuates from extreme cold to extreme heat. Either way, I’m dealing with frostbite or skin melting from the bottom of my feet. There was no where to lie down, no food, nothing to drink. All there was in the cell was pain and the thick coral wall that leads out of the cell. Yeah coral. You would think that I would have been held in by something more technological or magical or something. Not fucking coral. But what I didn’t realize is that coral rock, what the gate to my freedom is made of, no matter how hard it is compared to other things, is extremely hard when all you have are your hands to break it with. My powers don’t work here in Tartarus. Not my magick or my goddess powers. I’m basically weaker than a human because the only thing keeping me alive is the fact that I’m immortal. I have no food or water to rebuild my energy. I can’t sleep to re
It’s been a month since I went to find Fatima in her family’s cabin. A month of the two of us alone up in that cabin with nothing to do but each other. Every week, Jeremiah or one of his sons would bring us a few coolers of ready-made food that we only needed to heat up.Honestly, I have no idea how we managed to stay hydrated and fed throughout the month. I think we made it outside for a while? Maybe? My ass was sunburnt for a bit, so I’m assuming me were outside for a while. All I remember is a fuck ton of sex.But now we’re back in Texas, in our home. That’s right. Our home.And we’re getting ready for my own ascension ceremony to become lune of the Moon Goddess pack.I’m standing in the bathroom, finishing up shaving, when Fati walks in. Her hair has been done and she’s wearing one of my button-down shirts with the top two buttons undone and her tits on complete display. When she bends over to grab her make up case from under the sink, all I see are white lace booty short
I had agreed to participate in my first interaction with a couple earlier this week. According to Madame Lilac, I have been making good progress and the one mated couple that I worked with seemed to enjoy my direction. Though this wasn’t something that particularly got me aroused, it was good experience. I got some good ideas.But now, I’ll be working with a new couple. One of my choosing. Two women. Their descriptions sounded a lot like Kennedy and Amelia and I was hoping that I could at least get aroused. I needed something to take the edge off. It’s getting worse and worse lately, my wolf scratching at my insides for me to find some kind of sexual satisfaction other than my hand.I never would have imagined that it would actually have been Kennedy and Amelia to open the door and come in with Madame Lilac. How could I?Suddenly, my dick is standing straight up and pushing at my zipper. Fuck me! His is going to be like something out of a fucking dream.Holy hell, this isn’t
The inside of Impulse is beautiful. Brown marble covers the floor, the walls painted in muted colors to mimic a forest. Trees, vines, and flowers grow up from mulched and grassy areas in the floor. The branches of the trees weave together up the two-story walls and across the ceiling. The chairs are plush, the tables set with fine linens and even the scent of the place is exquisite. And sitting at a dark wooden bar is a woman dressed like a sexy schoolmarm, sipping from a glass of whiskey. She’s older, but it doesn’t take away from her beauty or her allure. She scents us the second we walk into the room, delicate flaring her nostrils. When she turns, her eyes meet ours and she smiles broadly. She walks towards us, her arms wide open to us, “You must be Amelia and Kennedy. I’m Madame Lilac, the mistress of Impulse. It’s such a pleasure to meet you.” She wraps me in a hug as I respond, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Madame. I’m Amelia and thi
I couldn’t really process the changes in Kurt’s body when he was standing before me. My thoughts were too hazy with the need to feel him inside of me. The need to cum. The need to complete the matebond. But when I feel him press all of himself inside of me, the stretch makes me cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. But his teeth sinking inside of my skin sends me into an automatic toe-curling, back-bending, full-throated screaming orgasm. My pussy clamps down on every inch of Kurt’s hard length inside of me and my nails bit into the skin of his back. My hips move erratically as I writhe with the pleasure that seems to have made my senses completely leave my body. The entire time, Kurt’s teeth stay embedded in my mating mark and he gives sharp, quick rutting movements of his hips before her growls loudly and I can feel his cum spill inside of me. When I finally come down from my high, Kurt pulls back enough to seal my marking spot. He hasn
The second that Fati takes back the rejection, the low-level buzz where our fingers touched turned into full-fledged sparks that covered my entire body. They were comforting, full of love and the hope of the matebond. But they also caused a level of arousal within me that I was hard pressed to ignore. The smile on my face has my cheeks hurting with how wide it is and I can’t help but grab Fati’s face and pull her to me. My lips devour hers and my hands move to wrap around her hips as I pull her to straddle me. She gasps and I use that to plunge my tongue inside of her mouth. Inside my hide, my wolf is howling at finally having his mate in his arms again. That howl quickly turns into a growl of pleasure as she plasters her body against mine and she grinds against my half hard cock. I have to tell her how happy I am that she has accepted me, but I can’t find the strength to pull myself away from her lips. For the first time, I initiate a mindli