Five

Thorn's POV

I was fucked. There was no other word to describe it.

When I had made my way to Wolfang pack a year ago, it had been for an entirely different purpose. I needed a home to stay. I also had to find a treasure that was worth an entire clan.

But the minute I had stepped into the palace, I was blown away by a scent. Honey and roses. It teased me to no end, made my mouth water. Made me ache like a starving man, hungry for desire. It was fucking overwhelming and it would take me a whole day to find out the source was the Luna of Wolfang.

Genevieve.

It was even more surprising to find out I had a mate. I never should have had one. I was a white furred wolf and the were said to be direct descendants of the moon goddess. I didn't give a fuck about it all, but I had been pretty content with not having a mate.

And then I saw her. My white haired beauty. The people in Wolfang always spoke about their Luna with such tenderness and care. As if she were the most graceful wolf on the planet.

And fuck.

She was.

I had never seen anyone more beautiful. Her white hair shone brightly underneath the sun and fell around her in straight long waves. Her eyes were a molten brown that gave her a slightly innocent yet sultry look.

But i knew, staring down at her face right now in shock, that the last thing she was, was innocent. Her lips were pressed against mine. She made a low sound in her throat before demanding.

"Open up,"

And I did. I fucking did. Her voice was so damned sexy it made me do shit without thinking. Like the night before when she had sucked on my neck. Or a few minutes ago when she ran her hands down my cock teasingly.

She slipped her tongue past my lips and I lost all sense of reasoning. My hand found its way into her soft full hair, gripping it so I could hold her head in place and then ravaged her mouth. She gave a soft sound that made me heady with desire, her tongue stroking mine, driving jolts straight to my cock.

More, my wolf growled. More! Take her. Take all of her!

I had waited a whole damned year to see her. Hungered and ached for her in the shadows. I wrapped my free arm around her her waist, gripping her backside, feeling every inch of her soft toned body against mine.

She broke the kiss then, panting heavily as she stared up at me. A coy smile played on her lips and I sucked in a breath when she gripped my shaft through my pants and fondled it.

"Heavens," I panted. "Genevieve,"

My wolf let out an howl at the sound of her name slipping from my lips. I needed to stop this. Her damned husband could return anytime soon and if he saw me cozying up wth his wife I would lose my damned head.

"Feel that?" She purred as my cock throbbed hard and aching for her touch. "I own you Thorn. I call the shots."

"You don't," I growled in response, yet tossed my head back when she gripped me hard suddenly and reached for my balls.

Oh fucking hell!

I wanted to rip the shirt she wore. I wanted to bury my face in her breasts. The very same perky ones that I had seen the day before. Those reddish pink areolas winking at me, teasing me, living rent free in my head.

"Oh I do," She chuckled, snacking her lips. "I decide when this is over and Thorn-"

I loved the way she said my name. Like a prayer on those full lips. I couldn't wait to see them wrapped around my cock-

"You belong to me. Even if you do reject me," She grinned and before I could blink, my belt came undone and she pulled my zipper down freeing my hot pulsing shaft.

A satisfied purr slid from her and like a woman entranced, she reached for the huge purplish head hesitantly, brushing her fingers over it lightly. I jerked and buried my face in her neck, taking in her scent, unable to resist. I'd fight her later. I would reject her later. But for now, I needed this.

Her hands stroked me then, slowly and leisurely as if we had all the time in the world.

"I've wanted to do this since I saw you yesterday," she moaned softly. "Do you see Thorn? Even if you were to reject me, I'd make you want me anyways."

"Genevieve," I groaned, feeling my balls tighten as she increased her pace. Every sensible thought fled my head.

"I'll drive you mad with desire," She continued burying her face in my neck, her tongue teasing my skin. "I'll make you think of nothing else but filling me up with your seed,"

Her teeth scraped my neck and the world fucking turned white. I let out a hoarse shout, grabbing a hand full of her hair, as pleasure exploded in my veins and I spilled all over hands.

I pulled away in shock, watching her bring her hand to her mouth, licking up every inch of my juices that coated her fingers.

I watched her swallow, her eyes holding mine and decided I had never seen anything hotter. She was an unusual woman. Fuck, I had to stay the hell away from her. She would certainly get in the way of my mission.

"There," she grinned wickedly, licking the last of my juices and lowered herself to her seat. "How's that for starters?"

My face burned in embarrassment. I had been all confident that I could reject her. And yet I had exploded in her hands like a damned little boy. Fucking idiot. I parted my lips to tell her to fuck off when she interrupted, a sober expression on her face.

"You might want to hide that," She gestured to my raging hardon. "Someone is coming."

Fuck. I was doomed.