The Alpha King And His Human Luna

Chapter 2

Derek

My lips crashed down onto hers, devouring her. Our limbs tangled together, tearing away at each others clothes, feeling every inch of one another. I scooped her up and she quickly wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling at my shirt while I fumbled with her bra. I walked us to my bedroom, kicking off my shoes and slacks on the way. I dropped her down on the bed, grabbing her feet and slipping her heels off, then taking my own socks off. She flipped around, getting on her hands and knees, pulling me close before pulling down my boxers, freeing my erect member.

"Holy s**t!" She exclaimed, taking in its size. I guess she has never been with a werewolf before. We are significantly larger than the average human in more ways than one. She recovered quickly, sucking it into her mouth and using her hands to make up for what she couldn't fit. I groaned in approval, moving my hips to her rhythm. I reached out to her breasts, playing with her pebbled n*****s. She moaned in approval, the vibration on my d**k and the smell of her arousal quickly sent me into a frenzy. I pushed her back so she was lying flat on the bed, then climbed on, settling myself between her legs. I made quick work of removing her skirt and panties, leaving her in just the fishnet stockings. I picked up her right leg first and slowly peeled the stocking off of her, leaving hot, wet kisses in its place, then repeated with the left. Valerie was a moaning mess, speaking directly to my d**k. When she was finally bare beneath me, I dropped down between her legs, savoring her sweet taste. She was already dripping wet, ready to take everything I was about to give her. I quickly slipped two fingers into her tight hole, she threw her head back and let out another moan when I started my assault.

"You like that?" I said, pumping my fingers in and out of her while my tongue toyed with her clit.

"Yes!" She screamed out.

I could feel her walls tightening around my fingers, she was close. I pulled out of her and sat up, lining myself up between her legs, my throbbing c**k poking at her trembling p***y. "Ready?" I asked.

"Wait!" She scooted away from me to my utter disappointment, hoping off the bed and rummaging through her clothes. "Here, put this on." She handed me a condom. f**k.

I tore open the gold foil packet while she got back into position, spreading her legs wide for me. I rolled the disgusting rubber shield over my d**k, hoping I had put it on right. I never had to worry about this with she-wolves. You knew if they were in heat, f**k, everyone knew. "Ready?" I asked again.

"Give it to me." She smiled wickedly.

In one quick thrust, I slammed inside her, fully sheathing myself. She arched her back and cried out, in pain or pleasure, I wasn't sure. Her p***y was throbbing around me. I leaned down and took one of her n*****s in my mouth, giving her a moment to recover if it was pain.

"Oh God! Derek!" She cried out, her nails scoring my back.

That sounded like pleasure to me. I started moving inside her, my mouth finding her neck and sucking hard. She melted into me, taking everything I gave her like a champ. I pounded into her, the sounds of our skin slapping together and our moans and grunts filling the late night silence. Missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, against the f*****g wall, you name it, we did it. We couldn't get enough of each other, we were insatiable. She was like a drug to me and I was an addict. When the sun started to make its appearance on the horizon, exhaustion finally took over and we fell asleep tangled in the sheets together. Best. Birthday. Ever.

Valerie

Last night was the best night of my entire life. I went to the club to hang out with some friends and distract myself from my everyday problems. What I didn't expect was to leave with someone. To go back to his place and have the best s*x of my entire life. I felt so connected to Derek, it was strange. I would never sleep with someone on a first date, let alone after a two-minute encounter at a nightclub! But everything about him drew me in. His looks, his voice, his cologne, his touch, especially his touch.

I flipped over, staring at the most gorgeous man I had ever laid my eyes on. Now that daylight was peaking through the window and I was no longer tipsy, I was able to get a good look at all of his features. He screamed masculinity, something I was wildly attracted to. He was breathing deeply, still sound asleep from our late night of debauchery. The sheets fell around his waist, leaving his impeccable torso wide open. I wanted to lick his chiseled abs, again. I settled for snuggling into his side. I wonder if he would want my number? Maybe we could meet for coffee or something. Hell, I would even be down for another night like last night with this man. My legs were still shaky and my center still throbbing from his repeated intrusion.

My less than pure thoughts were interrupted when something caught my eye. A scar a few inches thick on his side, and another on his shoulder blade. I sat up, taking a closer look. He had many old wounds actually. What did he do to get all of these? My mind began conjuring up a hundred awful reasons as to why he would have gotten all of these. Gang member? Ex prison? Mercinary? Hit man? I can't deal with this. No baggage for me, thank you very much, no matter how mindblowing the s*x was. I was finally getting into a better place in my life and I wasn't going to blow it by pursuing someone with major issues. I quickly snuck out of bed, grabbing my clothing and preparing for the walk of shame. My heart ran the show more than a few times and look where that landed me. Time to let my brain take the lead. I carefully crept out of the room, taking one last lingering look from the doorway before grabbing a cab and heading back home.

Derek

I woke up feeling well rested for the first time in months, no, years. Was I dreaming last night? What happened? I had a mild headache, undoubtedly from the copious amounts of alcohol I consumed last night. I remember working late, Jeff coming to the office, going to the nightclub, lots of drinks...a few women...and her. Valerie. She couldn't have possibly been my mate, she was human if I'm not mistaken, which I hardly ever am these days.

"She was our mate." Dean chimed in, still feeling well satisfied.

"How can you be so sure?"

"How are you not sure? She smelled heavenly, sparks erupted wherever we touched, we connected with her and she gave us the best s*x of our entire life." He added. Goddess, if I could see him now, he would probably be lounging in bed smoking a cigar with a smug look on his face.

I sat up in bed, throwing my feet over the edge, grabbing my phone and checking my messages. I was shocked to see that I had slept in late, it was almost eleven am. s**t. I had a mountain of paperwork to get through. Most of my messages were from Jeff, one from my Delta, Matt, about the training schedule, and a missed call from the council. Today was already turning out to be shitty. Maybe I should just go back to bed. I stood up and headed to the bathroom, stepping on something on the way. I bent down and picked up a pair of cat ears. My Kittens. Flashbacks from last night flew through my head. Goddess, she was perfect. After rubbing one out in the shower, I made my way over to the office, preparing myself to put out fires.

"There you are! How was last night?" Jeff patted me on the back, falling in step with me as I made my way to my office.

My grim expression turned up for a moment at the thought of last night. "It exceeded my expectations." I smirked.

"Way to hit it man!" Jeff said coyly. "Listen, I hate to spoil your morning, but there is something you need to know-"

"King Derek, how nice of you to join us." Councilman Howard said, unamused, standing in my doorway.

"Councilman, what an unexpected surprise. What brings you here?"

"Don't play dumb boy, you know why we are here." He said, stepping back inside my office.

I followed him in. The rest of the council were spread out in the room, all except my brother-in-law, King Edward, who was an exception. At least until his twins became the reigning kings, which would be in the next few years now. I set my things down on my desk, preparing myself for the scolding I was about to receive.

"You haven't chosen a mate," Councilwoman Leslie announced.

"Obviously," I retorted, not in the mood for games.

"You would be wise to change your tone, boy." Councilman Charles said, raising his voice.

"Why must I choose a mate? Am I not a worthy enough king?" I addressed the room.

"It will strengthen your already weakened kingdom. We have given you enough time to find your mate or choose another. Time is nearly up. You have one year to pick your Luna and Queen or we will pick for you." Councilman Howard said, leaving no room for debate. He, along with the rest of the council, stood and filed out of my office. "One year," he reiterated, before slamming my office door shut. s**t. I only had one year to find my mate? It took some wolves a lifetime!

"We have already found our mate," Dean noted, as if I were stupid.

"We were drunk, that wasn't her."