His Runaway Luna

12. Expecting the unexpected

This chapter contains s****l content, which will be signalised with asterisks “***”.

Iris

He opened his eyes and stared at me with their grey intensity.

“Are you feeling well?” he asked, taking his arms away from me.

“I am fine. The people? The battle?” I was worried, but for him to be here by my side it could only mean that we won the battle.

Before answering, he took my injured hand in his and looked at it carefully. It was healing quite fast.

“Everything was taken care of. Now I have to take care of you, you’re due some punishment, but before we should bathe,” he told me. He looked very serious but not as angry as normally.

Goddess, what punishment did he have in mind? He squeezed my butt and gave it a light smack, I guess it was my answer.

“The good kind of punishment, not the one that makes me want to bite his paws and claw his muzzle!” Sapphire chimed in. It was something I could, well… tolerate.

I gasped as he scooped me in his arms and took me to the bathroom. I was glad that he wasn’t carrying me as if I were a sack of potatoes over his shoulders anymore.

He turned the water of the bath on and pulled the hem of my shirt up, starting to strip me.

“Alpha, I can do it,” I told him.

“I am doing it, Iris. Now, raise your arms,” he said, taking my shirt off.

Soon, we were both naked and facing each other like we did yesterday. My gaze roamed from his strong chest, covered with perfectly sculpted muscles, to his member. It was already up, looking red and angry at me. I gulped hard, wanting and dreading it like only someone who was losing her mind would.

His gaze followed mine and he grinned at me, pushing my body flush against his, making my breath hitch. His hard length against my thighs was almost tingling.

“It’s all yours, Little Wolf!” he murmured, nipping my earlobe and almost making me jump out of the funny sensation that was building in my stomach.

He helped me to enter the half-filled big round wooden bathtub and sat me between his knees.

His hands were soon on my breasts, cupping and squeezing them and twisting my n*****s between rough fingers. I didn’t know why, but it sent a jolt of electricity directly to my core and made a muffled sound leave my lips.

“Alpha, what are you doing? If you want to mate… don’t we need the pherormones?” I asked, confusedly.

“By the way you smell, we don’t need anything now,” he replied, making me freeze for an instant. His answer didn’t make that much sense, and, of course, he could smell the heated wetness between my legs.

*** His hands pinched my n*****s slightly, caressing them afterward and softening the little pang. I bit my lips to contain the sounds that wanted to escape from my throat. One of his hands roamed down my stomach as he parted my legs by hooking his feet to my calves and pulling them in opposite directions.

I inhaled sharply, not understanding what he wanted to do. He had never done something like that before we mated.

“Relax, Little Wolf. You will enjoy it,” he told me, kissing the sweet spot below my ear. His fingers trailed up and down my s*x, stopping at a very sensitive spot. His finger circled this spot, making a dizzying sensation start building.

He pressed his hardness against my s*x and my butt, grinding himself on me and making me want to have him inside me.

There was nothing wrong with desiring him, with desiring it, right? If there was, I was guilty as charged and my body was unexpectedly feasting on it, on all the sensation it was being awakened to.

I threw my head back as he thrust a finger into my core, my body torn between desire and confusion. He flicked the sweet spot within my s*x intensely, and lifted me by my waist, replacing his thick fingers with something much thicker and filling me completely as he pushed my body down; he made me sit on his erection.

“Alpha…” I moaned.

“Call me, Zack. Iris,” he murmured to my bewilderment.

But I was too gone in my haze to question it, to fully process his words. Without stopping caressing my s*x, he grabbed a handful of my breast and twirled my nipp.le once again, thrusting it upwards into my walls. Fast, deep, rough, good.

I started to wriggle into his touch, my body convulsing. It wasn’t like the pheromone-induced pleasure, it felt like something else, much better. My body was equally intoxicated, but my mind could think clearly and I could feel something beyond any doubt too.

His branding touch, left a trail of very soft almost imperceptible tingles. The ghost feeling of a broken connection also spread in my soul. What was happening? Why was I feeling like that?

“So hot, so tight,” the Alpha growled.

Between his words, his fingers working even faster, pumping into me at an inhuman speed, my train of thought was interrupted and I became mindless… and breathless, his hand that was squeezing my breast roamed up as he tilted my face to the side and nibbled at my bottom lip, opening my lips for him and invading my mouth.

His deliciously brutal lips suctioned over mine, his tongue exploring and dominating my mouth as if I was a conquered land, exposed and helpless and vulnerable, given to him to ravish.

I grabbed the edge of the bath for support, even though I was firmly wrapped in his arms and had my legs practically bound, I felt as if I would fall. No, I felt as if I would melt completely, like snow in the first days of spring.

Soon it became too much for my body to take and I moaned against his mouth as the burning sensation building in my womb spread all over my body and I was overloading… about to explode, maybe even faint.

“Relax, Little Wolf,” he coaxed me, sliding in and out of my s*x even faster.

I followed his words as if they were a command and let all my tense muscles and my overwhelmed body relax in combustion, an explosion of pleasure. My whole body was clenching, the muscles of my s*x, my butt and even my stomach were spasming violently. I think the Alpha was overtaken by this strong vibration, because soon his thrusts became erratic and he groaned and growled out loud.

“Iris…” he called my name as he emptied himself deep into me. Before I could even steady my breath, he scooped me up in his arms.

“But we haven’t cleaned ourselves yet,” I muttered, half disoriented and completely lost in all the contradictory feelings and unexpected sensations.

“Later,” he replied, placing me on the bed. I was about to stand on my hands and knees as I always did when we mated, when he wrapped his arms around my hips and stopped me, pinning me to the bed, my belly pressed against the mattress.

“You hurt both your paw and hand, you shouldn’t stay on your hands and knees, Little Wolf,” he whispered in my ear, his voice raspy and deep. He placed me onto the mattress and kneeled up, his knees straddling my thighs.

“You were a very reckless Little Luna and you should be punished for that.” The skin of my butt was met by a loud smack.

“You disobeyed your Alpha’s orders!” he spanked my butt twice this time, making my hips jerk up towards him.

It wasn’t forceful, or violent… not at all. It didn’t carry the same tone of threat or rage as the first time. It was only possessive and domineering. I didn’t know if I loved it, but I definitely didn’t dislike it.

My mind was in chaos. My body was on fire and my heart didn’t know anything anymore. It felt like fragments, pieces of a puzzle had been scattered all around, something which the meaning I could not grasp, I could not put together.

He parted my legs and said firmly, “Keep them open for me, or you will be in trouble, Little Wolf!” before I could register his words, his hand roamed down and his thumb entered my dripping s*x. He added another finger into me and moved both digits fast, massaging my inner walls. To my surprise he pushed one of his fingers out of me and circled it around my butthole, almost making me jump and close my legs.

“Iris, keep yourself open for me!” his voice didn’t carry an Alpha command, but it was a command nevertheless. His slick finger entered my butthole slowly, and it felt strangely… good.

“You put yourself into danger, Iris!” his huge callous hand spanked the smarting skin of my butt cheeks three times. “You can’t ever do that again. You in danger, it can’t ever happen again!” a series of four fast and harsh slaps, made my hips undulate.

“I like it!” My wolf almost moaned in my head.

He withdrew his fingers from me and laid on top of my body, his member sliding into me easily now that I was still coated with our mixed releases.

He growled, filling me completely.

After we both climaxed, and I was spent under his heavy and muscular body, he started, “Iris, I want Doctor Liliana to see you. Your wound and if there is something wrong, you inhaled lots of smoke.”

“But isn’t she hurt?”

“She is fine and I asked her to come in one hour. We can use this time,” he added, moving off me and standing up, his shaft was already hard again.

Oh, Goddess! Zita was right when she said that she heard Alphas were very… potent! And instinctively, I craved for that, all that potency, all those thick inches inside of me. Damn! It was in our DNA, the raw desire to be claimed by a strong Alpha that would protect us, cherish us…

“And pleasure us until we get mushy!” my naughty wolf added.

“Shift to Sapphire’s form,” the Alpha ordered. I looked at him confused.

“Our wolves should mate, they should b-… it will increase your chances to get pupped soon,” he corrected himself, his face contorting with tension.

Sapphire let out a small howl in my mind as she saw the Alpha’s huge black wolf. She was happy about it, better said...she was quite horny.

“I only wish he was my mate and that he was better to us, I will still get him back for that slap, us she-wolves never forget … but now I will enjoy my turn, he is a fine piece of wolf,” she told me.

Well, if he were our mate, he would surely love and cherish us, and we would feel the love and a deep connection as well. At least that was what the legends about Fate, the Goddess and fairytales said. We had a few fated couples among the rankless wolves in the pack. Even though I didn’t know them well, I've seen a few of them and they seemed so happy, so complete.

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After our wolves’ wild mating—which broke a few furniture pieces—and a fast shower, Doctor Liliana arrived in the room.

As I looked around the very messy and somewhat destroyed room, a heated blush crept onto my face, but I brushed it off and smiled at the doctor.

“Are you feeling better, Doctor Liliana?”

She smiled sweetly, “Yes, I am. But now what matters is you and how you are feeling. Thank you for your help, you are surely an admirable young she-wolf,” she started and I looked at the Alpha, to see if he would say something or get angry once again at my reckless behavior. But he only stood beside us, still, looking intently at me.

The doctor examined my hand and wrapped a bandage around it carefully, “Your wound is healing fast and should be completely gone in a couple of days. But you should rest more and eat better now.”

She listened to my heart and lungs, and smiled. “Everything is fine. Mamma and pup are healthy.”

“What?” Alpha Zack thundered, his voice carrying a hint of anger.