All Chapters of THE STAINED LUNA: An Affair With My Mate's Father: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I continued until he came the second time and when I got tired, I slowly got off and faced him, using one hand to hold his dick while I positioned my self. I went down for a deep kiss that continued until I pushed him into me. Blood.Was that a kink or something?this wasn't the first time we'd kiss and but each other's lips in the process. We both loved the taste of blood, the wince, the arousal that came with it.I could just decide to bite Victor's lip one faithful Monday morning and he would get a boner.That's the thing.I tasted the blood, and felt the sting in my lower lip. He bit me. He continued sucking on lips like nothing happened, nibbling on the injured lips and biting it and then I giggled into it when I felt his hands grabbing my ass and squeezing them.The asshole freed himself.Impatient, much.He gently flipped me off and hovered over me, his dick still inside of me. He began thrusting, faster and harder, I heard the bed creaking under us, his grunts filled the enti

The fabric felt luxurious under my touch, and the sequins sparkled under the store's lights.I didn't waste a minute to go back into the changing room, my heart pounding with anticipation, hoping if fitted, if it doesn't, I'm not sure the other's will, since there were only three and had not much size difference.One of the attendants waited outside the fitting room while the other followed me in, in case I needed any help.She watched as I slipped into the dress, carefully adjusting the straps and smoothing out the fabric. When I turned to look in the mirror, I was stunned. The dress fit me perfectly, hugging my curves and highlighting my figure in the best possible way. The high slit was the perfect definition of sexy and elegance, easy and free.I loved it. Too much.Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the changing room. Cecil's eyes widened when she saw me, and she let out a little squeal of delight.“Holy mashed potato, You look amazing!” She exclaimed, clapping her hands toge

I shoved another brand of sun cream in the tote bag, Cecil threw me another one in a tube and I read through the brand name and how to use it, just in case it was different from the others.Sunshine brand, orange and nude brand color.“Looks good?” She asked from where she stood in front of the mirror, tying her transparent black sarong.It was one of those mild sunny spring days, and we were not planning to pass up the chance to enjoy it.“Yeah, I think so.” I shook the tube to see how much of it was in there and if it was going to be enough.Still plenty.Cecil was wearing a red one-piece swimsuit, and I was wearing a white bikini with a transparent black sarong too. Our red flip-flops were already in the bag along with all the sunscreens and sun creams we needed.In the other tote bag were drinks, snacks, and the microwaved French fries. Cecil suggested we microwave them; I honestly didn't know why, but I was sure they would taste horrible.I gave her a look as she adjusted her sar

The universe didn't want us to go back, let me tell you why. We woke up around seven, pretty early for people who slept late, and it was an hour drive to the airport. Cecil suddenly had her period, with super bad cramps, and I literally had to help her move around. We finished everything, oddly and luckily, a few minutes past eight, we packed up, and checked out.Cecil couldn't possibly drive, while wincing and wishing she was a man, so I took the wheel. We had to stop by to get her drugs for the cramps.We got to the nearest pharmacy, and I rushed in to grab some painkillers and a hot water bottle. The lady behind the counter gave me a sympathetic smile, probably recognizing the situation from a mile away. I paid quickly and hurried back to the car where Cecil was waiting, looking miserable.“Here,” I said, handing her the bag. “Take these and use the hot water bottle. It should help.”“Hmmm,”she groaned, taking the pills with a bottle of water we had in the car. She adjusted the hot

The last festival I went to was like, what, two years back? I was around eighteen then. Wasn't really my thing, you know? 'Cause, well, there was this guy I kinda had a thing for, but he was already has a mate. Didn't want people gossiping, and saying stuffs like I was going to turn out like my mom. It's not cool when people think that way about your mom, especially when they call her names. They didn’t know her like I did. She was just unlucky in love, that’s all. Anyway, I didn’t want people saying she raised me wrong or that I’d end up just like her in the bad ways. So, I kept my crush to myself.I didn't wanna go to the festival also 'cause I wasn't ready to meet my mate, even though deep down, I knew that's what me and my wolf needed. But, like, I just couldn't. Couldn't bring myself to go looking for my mate when I still had feelings for someone else. It's like my heart was stuck in two places at once, so, I decided to sit that festival out, didn't wan to mess things up even mor