Marking
1818 Words
"What?" he asked confused as stood up and he started putting his clothes back on.
Kylie watched him as he tossed her, her dress. "We just played out your deepest fantasies?" She asked putting the dress on after she wiped the c*m dripping down her legs on the bedsheet.
"Yeah, you were the perfect w***e," he said staring at her, a grin on his face.
Kylie stared at him and slapped him hard across the face, turning she headed for the door.
Brandon ran up behind her and pulled her back into his embrace. "What did I do wrong?" he asked panicked. "I'll fix it."
Kylie turned and looked at him angrily, "Perfect w***e?" she said her eyes showing just how angry she really was.
"Calm down, you said it was my fantasy right? I'm sorry, I was still going with that."
Kylie froze and looked at him. "Why didn't you mark me?" she asked again.
"We're supposed to mark each other during the ceremony." He said kissing her as she tensed. His eyes searching her face. "But, my perfect little c*m slut didn't wait for the ceremony, so get ready to fake it," he said grinning.
"You like calling me your w***e and c*m slut?" she asked raising her eyebrow at him.
Brandon nodded, looking at her, waiting for her to continue.
Kylie pulled him so they were face to face. "You're only allowed to call me those things while you're pulling my hair f*cking me, Do you understand?"
Brandon nodded, staring into her eyes.
"I can't hear you," she said in a very dominating tone.
"Yes Ma'am," he said smirking at her.
Kylie saw him look down and her eyes followed his.
"Really?" she asked looking at him.
"What can I say? I like a violent w***e," he said licking his dry lips.
Kylie stared at him.
"Is it still my fantasy? You do whatever I say?" he said almost begging her. "Please say yes."
"I thought we were going to the ceremony," Kylie said annoyed.
"I really wanna visit from My Perfect Little C*m slut," he said grabbing ahold of her hair and pulling her close, crashing his lips against hers.
"What else could we possibly do?" she asked smirking at him as he unzipped her dress and it fell onto the floor again. Her breasts were bouncing from the rapid release. Her breath hitched.
"I didn't get you off," he said picking her up and carrying her to the bed.
"What?" she asked confused as he gently laid her down and crawled over her, he slowly took her heels off her feet, one after the other. Then he removed her stockings, tossing one then the other. Finally, he stripped off her panties. "Brandon?" she said as he kept his eyes on her eyes. "There crotchless," she said laughing. "You don't have to take them off."
"You were perfect earlier," he said leaning over her kissing her slowly and passionately. "You played into any man's fantasy," he said kissing down her abdomen. "But now, I just want to go slowly," he said kissing her inner thigh, "deliberately," he said kissing the other, "show you how much I love you."
Kylie pulled him up to her and kissed his mouth, "Then show me." she said wrapping her legs around his.
"You don't want me to go down on you?" he asked confused.
"No, I haven't showered since before."
"I don't care," he said inching back down.
"I do," she said pulling him back. Making him laugh.
"Guess my performance better be spot on then," he said caressing her face while he looked lovingly into her eyes.
Brandon slowly lined himself up with Kylie and pressed himself inside her. His eyes were glued to her face watching for her reactions with every slow stroke in and out of her. His mouth devoured hers as he increased the speed of his thrusts, stroke by stroke, she moaned louder and louder.
"You're making me crazy," he panted into her ear as she grinned at him, the haze in her eyes.
"I promise if you get me off, I will do something you will love." Brandon arched his eyebrow at her still pumping in and out of her. "Don't c*m inside me and I promise, you will like I do for you," she smirked looking him in the eye.
"Do you have any idea how impossible that would be?"
"I'm close." she moaned out her eyes rolling back into her head. "Don't c*m yet." she moaned out as she released around him, her nails digging into his back.
Brandon let out a moan as he felt her release.
She smirked and shoved him onto his knees as she quickly shimmied down his body and took him in her hand. "F*ck my throat," she said as she took all of him, deep, stroking every bit of him in and out, going as deep as she possibly could.
"Holy shit." he groaned as he felt himself orgasm into her throat, jerking over and over again.
Once he finally stopped and fell back on the bed panting, Kylie looked at him, "Worth waiting?" she asked grinning.
"Absolutely," he said eyes wide, nodding.
Kylie tossed him his clothes, "Better get ready, the pack has been waiting for us."
"s**t, your right," he said quickly pulling on his pants and turning to zip her gown back up.
"I can't believe no one has interrupted us," she said laughing.
"Well they know we are mating," Brandon said looking at her. "I said that I would kill anyone that bothered us," he said looking away.
"You what?" she asked wide-eyed.
"I've waited a long time," he said shrugging. "I am glad that I did. If I missed any of this, well, that would be a crime," he said pulling her back to him. "I love you, Kylie. I want one night a week where you are all mine, can we do that?"
Kylie turned and looked at him, he was being very serious. "How would that work?" she questioned.
"Jason gets one night with you and his pack. Sven gets one night with you and his pack. I get one. Griffin gets one. We share the other three nights?"
"I don't know. Maybe once in a while but not all the time." Kylie said. "I can't go without them that long," she admitted.
"Thank you," Brandon said smiling.
As Kylie picked up her discarded panties and torn bra, she looked at Brandon. He took them and tossed them to the side. "Leave them," he said pulling her out of the residence.
"Brandon, I'm only wearing the dress," she said eyes wide.
"Your t**s look delectable, plus we need a distraction for the stage." he laughed. "We shift right after I mark you anyways. You're sort of supposed to already be naked when I mark you."
"NO!" Kylie said shaking her head.
"I already told dad that wasn't happening," Brandon said holding her hand tighter.
"What did he say?"
"He was mad but I told him that no one was looking at my mate naked except for her mates. Then I reminded him that you are the Moon Goddess and wouldn't be forced to submit to any pack tradition that involved lowering your authority and position."
"Is that how you see this?" she asked looking at him as they walked.
"See what?"
"Do you think me not stripping in front of your pack as me not lowering myself?"
"Kylie, it is a demeaning tradition that my mother is still embarrassed that she allowed. Every male wolf in our pack saw her naked and my father reveled in it. You are NOT going to lower yourself. I won't allow it."
Kylie nodded, "Are you ready?" she asked.
"Yes," he said smiling and leading her to the waiting stage and pack members.
Brandon's father was already waiting on the stage, his Luna by his side. She gave Kylie an uneasy smile as Alpha Jackson began to speak.
"Well, as everyone is aware, we have an unusual situation here. It has never happened in our pack history that our Alpha has had multiple mates or that the Alpha's mate has had multiple. But here we are." He said with a strange look upon his face.
Chance spoke up, "Or that this pack would be blessed to have The Moon Goddess, A Princess, as their Luna, but again, here we are."
Jackson stared at Chance. He didn't speak for a few minutes. "Of course, MY King," he said with a weak smile. "This girl, with multiple mates, she has decided to turn her back on the traditional marking ceremony," he said with an unusual look upon his face, he turned to the crowd. "Is this a suitable Luna for you all?" he questioned.
"Dad!" Brandon said in a threatening tone.
"Is it son? She is too good for this pack's tradition, too important?" he taunted.
A murmur echoed through the pack. "Why won't she follow tradition?" was heard by many.
"SHE WILL NOT TAKE HER CLOTHES OFF IN FRONT OF THIS PACK!" he yelled in anger.
"Kylie, Brandon, we are leaving NOW!" Chance ordered as he saw the guards start to move towards the stage.
Kylie looked at the approaching guards, "You dare to threaten the Moon Goddess?" Her eyes locked onto them.
The Silver Moon Pack, having heard their Alpha King, quickly shifted and surrounded the Royal family as did those loyal to the Beta from Brandon's pack, protecting Brandon and Kylie. Chance was the only one that remained in human form. "We are leaving, if you attempt to stop any of us, you will die," he stated loudly and with all the authority of his position backing his words.
The guards froze hearing Kylie's words, staring from her to their Alpha Jackson.
Cody ordered out, "You will stand down, bow before our Goddess." The pack looked back and forth, unsure of who to follow.
Brandon did not back down, "YOU WILL BOW BEFORE YOUR LUNA, OUR MOON GODDESS NOW!!"
When his voice rang out over the pack, every member of his pack, dropped to their knees, head bowed. The power radiated off him.
When he turned to his side he saw his father on his knees, unable to resist the order that just rang out.
"FINISH THE CEREMONY," he ordered.
Alpha Jackson went to rise to his feet, "STAY DOWN." Brandon ordered.
He had no other option and continued the ceremony finally announcing the change in leadership and Brandon sunk his teeth into Kylie, his pack shifting and howling at the surge of power they felt once Kylie was marked.
"Take him to the cells," Brandon ordered. Turning to Chance, "I'm sorry My King." he said bowing. "They will all be dealt with."
"Take them all." Chance ordered as his guards rounded up all those that had threatened his daughter.
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