The Two Moons

Uncalled for

Rose's breath hitched in her chest, a shudder running down her spine.

"Isa .. They will be here any minute, I don't want them to smell me on you." Rose protested in vain.

Isa smiled against Rose's neck, her lips softly brushing the satin skin of her neck. "Why should we care? You are mine and I do not care who knows or what they think of my little wolf."

Before Rose could once again protest, Isabella's fingers pushed deeply into Rose, beginning a slow and deep rhythmic thrust. The sound of Roses moaning made Isa want for more, to worship her inch by inch. The feeling of her fingers digging lightly into Isa's shoulders made her growl softly against Roses neck, the vibrations sending shivers down Rose's spine. Isa's fingers slowly picked up pace, the tips firmly pressing into the one spot that made her loose herself each time. The quiet moans become louder with each deep push. The walls are nearly soundproof, a blessing at this time.

Isa's fangs extended, slowly dragging them down the side of Rose's neck to stop on her marking spot before biting down hard but not breaking the skin. A loud guttural moan left the soft pink lips of her mate, wishing they had more time but knowing it would be cut short. Slowly she pulled her fingers out, her thumb circling the small bud slick and wet for her and her alone. A small whine leaving Roses lips again at the sudden stop made Isa smile.

"My little wolf sounds so distraught, I'm going to remedy it, but I need you to quiet yourself. The sound of you is for me not the ones beyond the door, my love." She whispered into Roses ear seductively.

Rose nodded in response, burying her face into the side of Isa's slender neck, her fingers clutching on for dear life.

Rose tried to steady her breathing, the feeling of the small bud being gently circled making it impossible. She knew Isa was pushing her to the brink and pulling her back methodically and precisely. The need to release building and building within her caused her to writhe and softly push her hip against Isa's fingers in want. The sound of Isa's small giggle like music to her ears. She knew what she was doing, and she vowed to get Isa back for this new form of torture. Rose squirmed, the want she felt still new to her and burning a hole in her very being. The feeling of fullness suddenly engulfed her, a loud moan getting lost in the messy bun that hung loosely on Isa's shoulder. This feeling was still wonderfully new and spine-tingling in the best way possible. Roses small frame trembled against her mate. She struggled to let out the words trapped within her throat to no avail.

Rose could feel the crescendo building deep within her as Isa slowly yet firmly began to create a new rhythmic thrusting inside her. Isa purred softly as her mate's mouth opened ever so softly, her head falling gently back in ecstasy. Sparks shot through Rose's spine, warmth spreading through her body as though engulfed in a tantalizing flame. The feeling faded slightly as the fullness she so desired disappeared briefly. Rose's fingers tightened around Isa's shoulders, nails slightly digging into her mate's shoulders to steady herself. The loud gasp that left Rose's small pink lips was more than rewarding. Isa had pushed back into her little mate, her two small fingers now three. The desire to hear the sweet sound of her mate turned into something primal and primitive at her touch consuming her thoughts. Pushing her fingers deep inside of Rose, she pressed firmly against the sweet spot. Isa instinctively picked up the pace. Her fingers quickly flitted in and out of her mate, making sure to push them in as far as she could go. The tips of her fingers hitting that sweet spot within, the pressure increasing with each deep stroke of her fingers.

The sound of roses moaning becoming louder and more unhinged by the second, sending the mate bond into a spiral. Isa's free hand reached up, entangling itself firmly into the dark silky curls that brushed against the desk. With a meticulously measured roughness she pulled Rose's hair back, the soft cream of her neck inviting. Isa's lips trailed tender kisses from the delicate décolleté up to the curve of the lean cream-colored skin upon Rose's neck. The feeling of Rose tightening around her fingers only created a deeper want for the little she-wolf that had captured her heart. The emerald of Isa's eyes slowly clouded into swirling pools of dark sapphire tinged with a green that practically glowed in the dim light of the room. Amber watched through the eyes of her counterpart as Rose willingly bared her neck to them. A loud primal moan filled the room, an undertone of a soft growl intermingled to make a poetic symphony. Isa's fangs elongated, her breath warm upon the ivory skin that began to take on a pink hue.

Rose's nails dug unceremoniously into Isa's shoulders. The electric sparks shot through her body, the faint sound of Melody's growl entwining into her own moan only brought more pleasure. The mate bond shot through her skin, every spot where her bare skin came into contact with her mates began to spring to life as if small ripples of pleasure created waves across the canvas of her skin. Warmth spread quickly through her body as Isas' fangs buried into the sensitive skin of her marking spot. An intense ripple of pain flowed through her frame, the feeling of being set ablaze washing over her before the most intensely sublime wave crashed into her. Rose's moan turned into a symphony of pure bliss that engulfed the room, echoing off the walls. Rose's release extended further by Isa refusing to withdraw and instead pushing her fingers to the hilt. Isa's thumb circling her small bud at a painfully slow pace. She felt Isa's fangs retract from the skin of her neck, her tongue leisurely licking up the side of her neck to seal the new mark.

Without warning, Rose slid down onto the desk, her back pressed upon the wood as her head hung off the back. Stars still dancing within her field of vision, there was no time to comprehend this new placement before Isa's tongue hungrily encircled her small bud. Her nails elongating to dig into the desk beneath her, a thunderous mewl filling the surrounding silence. Another ripple of pleasure coursed through her frame, spreading into a wave of electric luxury more intense than before. Her back arched sinfully as Isa's supple lips encircled her, slowly sucking upon her bud. Intense pleasure flooded her body at the feeling of fullness once again thrust into her. Another wave propelled itself through her being as Isa continued thrusting her fingers deep into Rose. Several forceful thrusts plunged her into another wave of ecstasy, Isa letting her slowly come back down. She deliberately extended out the wave that flowed through Rose, cherishing the small sounds and moans of her mate. Unhurriedly, Isa withdrew her fingers, the smell of cinnamon and vanilla now containing a subtle hint of sweet bourbon with the strengthening of their bond.

Isa made sure to take her time finishing. Her tongue leisurely traced the velvety skin of her mate's wetness before darting quickly into her to taste the sweet vanilla. A gentle whimper urged Isa to continue the onslaught, her hand firmly grasping the silky thigh that attempted to impede her. One last taste of her beautifully haunting Luna would have to suffice until their guests retire for the night. Her lips wrapped around the small bud in front of her, sucking gently before pressing a finger deep into her mate. Rose let out a quiet gasp, a soft moan followed as Isa pulled back, two fingers pushing deeply into the small squirming form. A muffled cry caused Isa to smile, pulling her fingers from deep within her mate. Adding in a third finger she took her time, leisurely pushing her fingers into the silky wetness of her sweet Luna before plunging them back in. Slowly she increased the tempo, her tongue dancing across the landscape of silky vanilla until she could sense the ripple. Pressing firmly into her, Isa listened to the whimpering of her mate's bliss. Letting her now claimed she-wolf come back down off the high of her marking before painting a wicked grin across her face at the little exhausted Luna sprawled out before her.